CHAPTER SEVEN
'Come in,' Debbi said softly, curiosity to see her visitor overcoming her initial fear of what she might find. A man of about fifty, with full gray hair, walked into the hotel room. He at once removed his overcoat and put it on a chair. He seemed so strangely at ease that, for a long moment, Debbi wondered if what she perceived was really happening.
'You look lovely, my dear,' the man commented at length, finally looking fully at Debbi. She was under the bedsheets and still modestly dad in her pink gown. Debbi was confused. This wasn't what she had expected.
'Would you like something?' Debbi asked, feeling it was a stupid question. But she had to say something to break the deafening silence.
'No,' he answered in a dignified voice, apparently slightly amused at her comment. Debbi looked at him closely, trying to decide what profession he was in. She at first thought he might be a police inspector, like the ones seen on television. But then she settled on banker.
'Why don't you undress?' the man suggested, taking his time getting out of his clothing. Debbi thought he would want to strip off the gown himself. But she was now a pro. She would do whatever a man wanted her to do. And it was
wildly exciting to her young mind to have a man pay money to fuck her.
'Certainly. I hope you like the gown. And what's underneath,' Debbi commented, with a seductiveness that came solely from feminine instinct. She held his attention by slowly undressing, finally letting the garment slip down to her feet. She gently flexed her calves as she stepped out of it.
'Both are lovely. But you are marvelous. Walk for me,' the man urged, now naked, but with only a partial erection. He unashamedly flogged the semihard cock with his hand while Debbi paraded her nudity in front of him. It seemed all right to her that the guy needed a warm up. She watched his cock harden and felt the moisture at her groin. She wanted him to fuck her.
'Now grab your breast. Stroke it… love it,' the man said, and again Debbi carried out his command. The man frigged harder, and Debbi was determined to give him his money's worth.
'Tell me what you're doing,' the man begged, gasping for breath as excitement seized him. His flabby middle was shaking in time to his fist beating his meat.
'What do you mean?' Debbi asked. It seemed strange.
'Say, 'I'm playing with my tits.' Say it,' the man urged. Debbi did so, feeling strange and somewhat ridiculous in the process.
'Rub your cunt. Stroke it like you're getting fucked. Lie down and do it. Tell me what you're doing. Make yourself come,' the man ordered breathlessly. Debbi looked hard at him to see if he was joking. She felt confused and extremely uneasy. Apparently, this distinguished-looking man wanted her to lie on the floor and play with
herself. And she would also have to give him a blow-by-blow description, using all the nasty words. Then he'd probably get turned on and mount her for a quick fuck. It seemed weird to the girl, but the man was paying.
'I'm rubbing a finger in… ooohh… it feels so slippery in there. Yes… the lips of my cunt are opening…oohh… the liquid is like fire,' Debbi began, clawing away at her cunt. It took all of her self-control to keep from laughing.
'Oh, how does it feel?' the man asked, obviously close to his own release. At full erection, his dick seemed smaller than what she had been accustomed to seeing.
'I'm so fucking hot. I have to come. I'm burning up inside. The hot… ooohhh… thick flack fluid is boiling up inside of me. I have to explode,' Debbi said, diddling her finger in a frantic motion over her cit and inner pussy lips. She was close to coming.
'Oh, do it then! I'm gonna blow my nuts!' the man wailed, standing over Debbi's outstretched form and frigging his cock at a frantic rate.
'Oh, I'm coming!' Debbi howled as a light climax washed over her. The excitement of watching her go into the throes of orgasm set off the man. His sperm jets seemed to have a lot of force as they jumped several feet out from his body. Several spurts of the hot jism landed on her tits, but most of it just seemed to dribble out, landing on her pubic hair and thighs.
Debbi looked up in disbelief as the man quickly dressed. He glanced at her and frowned in embarrassment as he studied her naked body, still bearing the traces of his discharge. Then he was gone.
It was the craziest thing the girl had ever
imagined could happen. She never would have believed that a man would pay to do what that man had just done. And he had probably paid several hundred dollars to do it.
Debbi quickly forgot about the man as she sponged off her body. If she took another bath she'd start to look like a withered prune. And that would lower her value in the flesh market. The phone rang just as she put on her nightgown. It was Willie.
'Hey, you do all right with that kook?' Willie's voice laughed over the phone. He was high on something.
'Yeah, sure. But is that all he wants?' Debbi asked, never figuring the business could be so easy.
'Him? Yeah. But some of the guys will give you a workout that'll leave you walking bowlegged for a week.'
'Great,' Debbi commented, not relishing the prospect. She was surprised at how she felt overdressed in the flimsy nightgown. Her whole perception of reality and what was normal was being radically altered.
'I've got one more for tonight. He'll be up in an hour,' Willie said, terminating the conversation. Debbi wanted to have some more communication with him, but it would be foolish to talk with a dead line. Debbi's experience with her first customer had left her feeling too cold and impersonal.
In many ways the incident was like the terrible filming she went through while she was still staying with Cindy. Debbi thought about that film and who would be seeing it. The film would probably play the rundown X- rated movie houses on the porno circuit. Some guy might get excited looking at her, but it would just be a reaction to the action
'Eat what?' Debbi demanded to know, feeling the man trapped in his own urgent sexual need.
'I want to eat your cunt, your lovely cunt!' the man cried out in desperation, flinging himself wildly at her. His mouth groveled in the well of her pussy as Debbi laughed at his frantic need. She relaxed on the bed, letting the man work himself into a frenzy. Sex was power. Absolute power over another human being. And Debbi was reveling in
her power of the moment.
'That's a good little boy,' Debbi cooed, spreading out wider so the man could do a proper job on her. The man didn't seem to know what he was doing. It was obvious to Debbi that the man's wife didn't allow him to perform oral sex on her. And that meant he probably had seldom received head from her.
'For an extra fifty bucks I'll let you pin all over me, if you like. Then I'll take your fat cock in my mouth and love it up with my tongue and lips until you shoot a thick wad of come into my mouth,' Debbi said, toying with the man's hair as he continued to go ape shit between her legs. The man was sweating profusely and his nerves were almost completely out of control. Finally she came up for air. Debbi took this opportunity to move up on the bed.
'I already paid two hundred,' the man protested weakly, after he'd finally gotten his breath. But Debbi could see the weakness in his eyes and the need he had for something she could do for him.
'How many times has your wife allowed you to pee on her, and then suck you off and swallow down all of your come?' Debbi asked, knowing fully the strength of her present position. The man shuddered even at the mention of the exciting
upcoming events. He shook as he took the money out of his wallet and laid it on her stomach. It was amazing how easy it was. So easy that Debbi let out a soft laugh.
'Now, please,' the man begged, and Debbi got off the bed. He tried to bury his face in her tits, but she nudged him away. Then she grabbed him by his solid erection and led him into the bathroom.
'Now do it,' Debbi commanded, taking a seat on the bowl and spreading her legs. Debbi had
already learned that a man with a full erection cannot urinate. Apparently, the man was not aware of that
