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Amity Park hookers
Chapter two: A tired teacher
Sam Manson paraded the streets of Amity Park alongside with Paulina Sanchez, both girls were showing off their bare breasts to the ongoing traffic. It was already past ten o’clock and the night didn’t seem to pick up in the lease.
So far Paulina had most of the clients' thanks to her voluptuous body and fairly cheap prices, but the night was only half done and Sam was still eager to satisfy her lust and have great sex. It didn’t matter with who or if she had to lower her prices.
Though lately there were fewer people walking the streets at night, mostly due to the ghosts roaming around. Sam had learned not to be so judgmental when it came to the specters as they too were cash-paying customers.
At least Johnny 13 had proven to be a paying customer even if his soul for the lack of a better word was attached to his motorcycle though Sam questioned the origin of his money… for a brief time that is. His manhood help dissuaded any strange thoughts she had at the moment.
“These new clothes are a lot more comfortable than the other set we had”- said Paulina as she squeezes her breast together. The girls had traded their corsets and tight leather skirts for much simpler outfits.
Sam sported a tight leather thong leotard which she could open and close with a simply hidden zipper on the front accompanied by a long stiletto high heel boot and leather gloves that made her look more like a sadomasochist than a hooker, Paulina couldn’t help but laugh as she saw Sam add a leather cap to her outfit.
Paulina on the other chose something more comfortable and in nature to her work, a braless transparent light blue baby doll with a small thong of equal color which became nearly invisible, along with blue high heels and her expensive purse.
“Hey jock, wanna party?”- suddenly said Sam the moment a college boy dress in his school’s red leather jacket passes in front of her.
The sportsman stops and looks at Sam’s leather outfit and moves his eyes away afraid of what she truly offered, yet the goth wasn’t losing another client to any of the girls at hooker’s lane and so she took hold of his arm while gently caressing his crotch.
“I don’t bite…”- said the goth as she leans in closer to him,” … unless you want me to”- the sentence sent welcoming shivers up his neck.
It didn’t take more words than that to convince the jock to follow Sam into the hotel, Paulina watches in glee as her best friend escort the jock with the promise of “safe” sex. Her pale skin contrasted greatly with the black leather her leotard was made of the moment she entered the hotel and the light bath her body.
A few seconds after Sam walk up the stairs to the upper floor of the hotel, Paulina heard honking coming from behind her. She knew it was a potential client and needed to hurry if she wanted to avoid another whore taking him up.
The vehicle didn’t seem new but it was hardly old or mistreated which meant easy money, Paulina wasn’t a whore who would climb into just any old car. The tan girl had some standards, to say the least, and wouldn’t foolishly put her life at risk over a few dollars.
Paulina made sure to rest her large double D breast on the car’s window frame knowing all too well her nipples were exposed thanks to the see-through babydoll. The tan prostitute did her best to bend her back as to show more of her butt and perhaps catch the eye of another client in case this one didn’t bite.
“What’s up baby, care for some company”- said Paulina in her sexiest voice.
The driver was slightly overweight and balding but Paulina didn’t mind at all since she had service far uglier men without issues, to the very least he wore cologne and his clothes smell like detergent which told her he wanted to give a good impression.
“It’s been a while Paulina”- suddenly said the man making her raise an eyebrow.
It was then that she recognized the driver as none other than her former teacher mister Lancer. Paulina became worried he might try to lecture her on her lifestyle or try to “help” her get out of that life but the man didn’t say such a thing.
“How much?”- timidly asked Lancer.
The girl smiles as she tells her rates but makes him an offer. An entire hour for a hundred dollars with all included, the man gulps down and accepts her offer as he parks his car while Paulina counts the bills on her hand and heads over to the hotel’s entrance where a few other girls were fishing for clients.
(XXXXX)
Lancer keeps his head down as he was much too ashamed to be seen soliciting a prostitute and worse yet his former student. It had been nearly six years since he last saw the tan cheerleader and despite her current lifestyle, the girl had become a true beauty.
Some hookers teased the teacher as he walks in very close to Paulina only taking his eyes off her butt when she asks for a room. A whore sitting on the couch watching television mocks the man by calling him “mister money bags” the moment Paulina says they’ll be using the room for two hours.
“Now, now don’t be jealous”- teased back Paulina as she hugs Lancer’s arm.
The man couldn’t help but take in her delicate fragrance as they climb up the stairs, he would be lying if the idea of sleeping with even during her school years didn’t cross his mind a few times, but common decency didn’t let him.
Even after the orgy during the prom dance, that morning was still fresh in his head after so long. The sight of used condoms and panties scattered around the floor was a bizarre sight to behold but never had he seen his quarterback turn pale as a sheet of paper the moment he saw Lancer in the room.
Never had the old warehouse look so clean in its entire existence after the jocks and cheerleaders were done cleaning it. Lancer was by no means a cruel teacher and he did know that reporting this incident could ruin their chances to enter into college.
A few days later a couple of bottles with expensive wine were at his desk with a handwritten thank you letter by the father of both the football team’s captain and quarterback. Lancer never had the intention of reporting anything as he couldn’t find drugs and none of the girls were there against their will.
He couldn’t help but feel somewhat jealous to know his teenage students had an orgy while he was going through a messy divorce, what did catch his eye and made him quite worried was Sam Mason’s presence as he knew the goth wasn’t part of the team and her parents could raise hell if they ever knew.
“This us mister Lancer”- cheerfully said Paulina as she opens the door.
Morally speaking Lancer could never ask Paulina for sex during her school years even after knowing she was sleeping around Casper high, but Lancer noticed she did always in return for something either it was to be with the A-list kids or to get her schoolwork done by the so-called nerds.
There were rumors about the tan cheerleader turning trick for better grades with the teachers but nothing ever came from it despite a brief internal investigation which Lancer constantly interfered with.
“How about I start you off with a nice blowjob”- said Paulina as she took off her babydoll with one hand.
The tan girl had to give credit to Sam as she was right about their new clothes, it was comfortable and very easy to take off. Above all it helps them lure in clients much quicker than before, Paulina always did have a knack for exhibitionism.
This being most true during her cheerleader practice as she often wore thongs and on one particular occasion even “forgot” to put on her underwear which got her suspended for a week from school but help awaken a new fetish even at her then young age.
Lancer climb over the bed after removing all his clothes, his fat belly expanded sideways as he relaxes on the bed and lets his former cheerleader take his cock unto her mouth. Lancer could feel her tongue wrapping around his manhood while covering it with saliva.
It was a rare treat for him to feel such a delicate sensation around him. He was more than sure Paulina was beyond street-level whoredom, her perfect face and astonishing body were too high for a dump such as this.
If she wanted to make a living with her ass then she could easily become a top escort and make thousands per night, though it was thanks to her lack of ambitions that he could enjoy her mouth and soon her pussy.
“My god Paulina! You’re incredible!”- yelled out the man as he felt his cum rallying up his phallus.
Lancer could easily count with one hand the number of women he shared a bed with aside from his ex-wife, though not even her ever gave Lancer a blowjob during their time as a married couple. But now a woman easily thirty years younger than him was swallowing his cock completely.
Years of abstinence took its toll as his muscles squirmed while trying his very best to fire his load, the teacher violently grabs Paulina’s long ebony hair and forces his cock deeper inside of her making the girl gag for a moment.
Paulina could feel the warm cum filling up her mouth even though she rarely ever let anyone cum inside her mouth, she did owe a lot of favors to Lancer, the man had put a blind eye for her too many mischiefs back in Casper High and some gratitude was due.
“Yummy mister Lancer”- said Paulina as she licked her lips showing some semen on her tongue.
The teacher would have been satisfied with just that but Paulina sat on the bed and open her legs showing her soaking wet pussy as she told her former teacher about how badly she wanted his cock. Lancer was sure to be exaggerating but he had never seen a woman that wet before.
Paulina pull him close for a kiss as she used her hand to make him hard again and they could continue playing around, Lancer never had any woman be so interested in him before and for a moment actually thought Paulina was truly interested.
“Can’t have a party without party hats”- said the hooker showing a condom.
True to his name, Lancer’s lance was firm and ready for action as Paulina open the condom wrapper and slides it down his manhood. Never in his whole life had Lancer been in bed with a woman of this caliber, not even if he combines all the women in his life until this very moment they couldn’t begin to compare.
Paulina’s meat cave was drench, slimy and very welcoming. Her warmth was such that Lancer felt his penis set on fire but even so didn’t want to pull out no matter what, her weight was just perfect as it let her pierce herself with his meat rod.
Moaning and creaking from the bed made the sounds of lust within the room, Lancer couldn’t hold for more than a few minutes before firing his load filling up the condom. Paulina moans loudly as she tightens her pussy making sure extract up to the last drop of cum.
The teacher was panting loudly as he tries to recover his breath, though it took noticed Paulina was still as fresh as she enters the room. Not a single drop of sweat on her forehead nor did she seem remotely tired which made him recall his age.
Even though Lancer asked for two whole hours so far it had been barely forty minutes at best and though Paulina was ready to continue Lancer, on the other hand, was finished for the night, he could no longer hold an erection.
Despite Paulina’s excellent service, he was unable to perform and that carve deep into his ego yet before he could utter a complaint about his lack of stamina, a soft and warm sensation embrace his crotch. The moment he lifted his eyes he saw a bubble butt rubbing against him.
“Don’t worry mister Lancer we still got time to play”- said Paulina as she rubs herself on her teacher.
“You always were a good girl, Paulina”- added the teacher.
(XXXX)
Even though mister Lancer couldn’t perform as he wanted, he still managed to empty his balls on the girl he fantasized about since she was only sixteen. Seeing her during her cheerleader practices and walking down the school halls were a treat.
After taking just a couple of steps into the hallway, a door opens to his left and from within came out Sam Manson. The man looks at her incredulous at the goth who also stares at him with a terrified gaze.
Terrifying ideas of her former teacher ratting her out with her parents barraged Sam’s head. Lancer found himself lost for words as nothing could come to his head at that moment, Paulina had more or less an excuse to be working as a whore.
But Sam came from a wealthy family and was sure she didn’t suffer from money. Lancer knew to a certainty that if Sam’s family had gone bankrupt then it would have been on the news since her family was among the richest at Amity Park.
“Thank you, can I see you next week?”- asked the jock as he exits the room.
“Sure thing babe”- replied the goth pretending not to recognized mister Lancer.
The teacher quickly took notice of this attempt for discretion as he too pretended not to know the goth, But as Lancer takes his first steps away, he takes a quick peek inside the room and realize the bed’s undone which confirms his suspicions about the girl.
“Guess what Sammy… I just a student-teacher meeting!”- suddenly barge in Paulina ruining any attempts of discretion.
Sam gives a broken smile as Paulina whispers to her ear how fun it was to be with her old teacher, it’s at that moment that Sam’s broken smile turns into a legitimate one. She realized the man wasn’t on some morality mission but out looking for whores.
“Maybe next time we can have our own student-teacher meeting”- whispered Sam.
Lancer gulp down deep as notice the fragrance of her perfume and the distinguishable odor of sex emanating from the goth. The educator looks down at Sam’s C-cup breasts through her tight leather leotard and wonders if she was turning tricks back in Casper High.
Both girls escort their teacher out of the hotel and see him to his car before returning to their spots and wait for more clients to arrive. Soon Lancer disappears around the corner with the biggest smile ever on his face.
To be continued.
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