'Lay down on the bed,' Willie ordered throatily. When Debbi didn't relinquish her post, Willie reached under her arms and dragged her to her feet. She quickly went to the bed and curled her feet under her, little-girl style.
'Are you going to hick me?' Debbi asked, wondering why she suddenly asked such a ridiculous question.
'I like that. You're a natural, baby,' Willie said,
allowing himself to cool down to increase his staying power. She had worked him up dangerously close to an orgasm. And the stud knew from experience that he couldn't afford to waste a shot. Not if he wanted to keep a harem of whores under his thumb. Debbi was surprised how suddenly her own lust cooled during the pause. And she was even more surprised that it didn't bother her. Maybe she was simply becoming a professional, subjecting her passion to the demands of the market.
'How do you mean?' Debbi asked at length, feeling more comfortable with him now that she'd sucked his cock. She wished she'd made him come. That would have given her some power over him. But Willie would not allow such a concession. To allow it would give Debbi thoughts of independence.
'You sure know what to do with a man. You can make him feel like he wants to. You can, sense how a man wants his woman to be and you become like that,' Willie explained, so far impressed with her. But Buck had never let him down. Yet.
'I can handle men,' Debbi said, perhaps with too much confidence.
Willie was on her. 'Me too, I suppose? Get them damn thoughts out of your head!'
'Okay,' Debbi said defensively, ready to duck a slap. But none came. Instead, Willie ran his hand over her flat stomach. She sucked in her breath in anticipation of what he would do. It seemed so devilishly wicked to be in bed with a black man. It went against everything she'd been taught as a child. Perhaps that was why it was giving her so much pleasure.
'You've got a body that'll make a man ready to
come just by looking at it,' Willie said, stroking the swollen lips that protruded from the sparse bush of her pubic hair. She let out a deep breath in appreciation. 'Talk 'em off. You know, say all the juicy words that'll make those old duds hot. You can do it. She-it! You can say it and blush like it was the first time you've ever done it..
'Please fuck me. I want it,' Debbi said in a soft enough whisper to move Willie to pity.
'I will. But hold still a minute. I'm going to make it a trip you won't forget. I'll fuck you like you've never been Lucked. You'll beg for more and you'll learn you'll only get it when you're a good gill,' Willie said, looking at her.
'Yes, hick me,' Debbi whimpered, her eyes closed tightly. It was all one, big erotic dream, and she was reveling in it. Willie shook his head in disbelief and moved to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. It was well stocked with the secret ointments of his trade. Willie was a sorcerer. He had the ability to take something beautiful and change it into the basest form. But none of his subjects ever complained of the transformation.
Willie opened the cabinet and took out a jar of Vaseline. He rubbed a thin layer of the jelly over his stiffly erected cock. Then he removed a small jar of liquid. In it was the simple natural ingredient used by pimps to inspire a heated response in their women. It was nothing more than the juice from a very select Mexican red pepper. Several drops ova the head of the Vaseline-covered cock were all Willie needed. That would certainly be enough to do a most thorough job.
'Now you'll get Lucked, Mama, Willie said, descending on her. She lay submissively on her back, and his fingers gently pried open the lips of her pussy. The pink, excited flesh was damp with
the clear moisture from her active glands. Debbi shamelessly fondled her own diamond-hard nipples as Willie ran his finger up and down the slippery groove, finally drilling it quickly into the maw of her cunt to test its resiliency. It was tight and hot beyond belief, and the gentle, but persuasive, muscles of her inner body tugged at his finger, trying to draw it further inside of her. It seemed as tight as an asshole when she clamped her muscles together.
'You on the pill?' Willie asked, his fingers getting more intimate.
'Yes,' Debbi gasped as his thumb rolled under the fleshy hood of her clitoris, sending a shock wave of pleasure through her pussy. Debbi remembered that her starting on the pill was the one thing Cindy had done for her.
'You're somethin' else. I'm gonna fuck you just like a john would. Most of them don't play around much and they could give a shit if you're wet. So I'm goin' in,' Willie said, using the excuse so he could fuck that unbelievable cunt. She was already nearly wet enough to start a flood, and the girl's juices were drooling out between the puffy labia in a steady stream of clear liquid.
'Oh, do it now!' Debbi said, spreading herself wide and bracing her back to accept his weight.
'Take it, Mama!' Willie groaned, fitting the knob into the tight orifice. The monster felt like it was ripping open her pussy, but her inner muscles urged more of him in. It only took several strokes to get the full length of cock inside her. Willie was hunching like a horny rabbit, doing nothing to her body but fucking it like a well-tuned machine. Debbi squirmed under him, her own fingers massaging the top of her pubic bone, making a delicious pressure exert itself on her cut. The
nubbin was raw from the effects of her hand, as well as the massive cock so thoroughly reaming out her cunt.
'I'm gonna come!' Debbi announced, her feet kicking wildly as muscle spasms ran through her ass and thighs. She fought the urge to grab his back with her free hand and scratch him to shreds.
Willie felt her contract violently, and her entire body shook out its pleasure. She whimpered in sweet agony as the bliss of climax seized her brain.
'Sweet Jeezus!' Willie wailed, unable to hold back his sperm. The red pepper juice had made Debbi's crotch feel like an inferno, and her muscles instinctively grabbed at his cock, trying to lock it inside of her. But as Willie blew his load deep into her, he realized that it wasn't the red pepper juice doing it to the girl. She was naturally hot.
'Oh, I needed that,' Debbi said, her fingers still clawing at her burning crotch, trying to draw more of the fuck fluid out of it. The sperm inside her felt soothing.
Willie had no choice but to withdraw. His cock had gone limp after his load had been wrenched out of his balls, something which didn't usually happen to him. The climax Debbi had induced in him had been so violent as to completely knock the wind out of him.
'You'll do all right,' Willie commented, still watching the overcharged girl squirming about on the large bed. Hell, she could bring three hundred dollars a session. And Willie knew he would get that price. He needed at least three times that amount to score the kind of quality coke he needed. Plus a lot more for the skag his junkie women needed.
'When will I have a john?' Debbi asked, suddenly feeling familiar with the words.
'Later tonight. A real gentleman with a yen for the unusual. He'll be easy to handle and it'll be a breeze. Only don't give the motherfucker a heart attack,' Willie laughed.
Debbi gave a half-smile. Apparently Willie was satisfied with her ability to sexually entertain men. She needed Willie as an ally, in case Buck opened his mouth to the police. It had been easy pleasing Willie. He acted a little rough, but as long as he didn't try to beat her up, as Cindy had, Debbi would obey him. She wanted to feel secure working for Willie. She realized it would only be a working relationship between them. But it would do.
Willie dressed quickly and left without saying a word. Now Debbi was alone. The thoughts creeping into her head frightened her, though they weren't really clear. She washed up and freshened her body for the visitor. The selection of clothes in the closet included seductive sleepwear. Debbi chose a full-length pink nightgown, covered with frills and sexy ruffles, and slipped into the slippers with the pink fur trim.
Buck must have told Willie Debbi's clothing sizes. The wardrobe in her closet was elegant and perfect in every way imaginable. Buck must have found out the sizes from Cindy. It seemed to Debbi that a lot of people knew more about her than she herself did. How they could know bothered her.
Debbi was glad when the doorbell rang. In a sexual situation, Debbi could find comfort. And hopefully a power she needed. She would recharge herself and be strong again. And the men she would fuck for money would help her to achieve. this elusive power.
