Spinner Ch 02
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The salaryman checks the camera angle. Squatting on her heels, Molly looks up at him smiling, her white tights and cotton panties rolled down to her ankles. Her plaid skirt is lifted high so the viewer can see her almost hairless twat in all its glory on display. Molly and her pimp like to keep a little landing strip at the top of her cunny so the johns can be certain that they are getting a natural redhead.
Licking her plump cherry-red lips, she concentrates for a moment. A stream of golden urine begins to flow from her nether lips, landing into the bowl with a loud burble. Molly can feel some of it splashing back onto her ankles. The salaryman looks pleased with the results as she tinkles in the glass bowl, slowly filling it up. The piss runs clear as she fills up the bowl. Molly drank a lot of water before they met with the salary-man today, and her bladder had started to ache before the shoot. It comes as a relief to be able to let it all flood out.
A short, young, nerdy white guy with a jewfro and an Asian girl standing in the background watch on as the salaryman and Molly work together. The salary man steps away from the camera, and walks over to Mike. The salaryman, her suitcase pimp, and fellow whore confer amongst each other in broken English and Japanese for a moment, and then her lover explains what she has to do next.
"Can you take a dump?"
"He wants to see me poop?"
"Yup."
"No problem," says Molly, and turns around so the salaryman can get a good look at her skinny white ass framed by her plaid skirt. Maggie scurries over to remove the glass bowl that Molly has just voided her bladder into. Although she is twenty-one, Molly looks disturbingly like a fourteen year old girl. Her snub-nose, page-boy haircut, and tiny, practically non-existent tits help further emphasize her remarkable resemblance to under-age jailbait.
It's why the salaryman is willing to pay top dollar for this photo session, and the inevitable grope session and blowjob after the shoot. Takashi Yakamoto gets to play Chester the Molester for a day. It helps keep their little menage-a-trois in high end electronics and nice clothes as the girls work their way through college by lying on their backs.
Shifting on her haunches, Molly looks over her shoulders, and tucks her hair behind her ears, so it doesn't obscure her face as she smiles for the camera. Closing her eyes, she concentrates for a moment, squeezing her sphincter muscle. Her little brown eye winks and dilates like a camera shutter as Molly strains to push something out. She is relieved when she feels the turd start to slide out of her rectum, but hears no sound to accompany it.
The client would probably enjoy it, and might even tip her for doing so. But farting in front of a camera is still slightly embarrassing, even though she has moved her bowels in front of an audience more times than she can count by now. Molly is a bit of a tomboy, and curiously enough she doesn't mind letting one rip in front of her boyfriend or little sapphic playmate.
The salaryman is excited, and happy with Molly's performance as the sulphur like aroma from her performance starts to fill the room. It feels good as it slides out, like pushing a stick of butter out of her bum. The turd is a long one, and her little puckered starfish blinks for the camera while she tries to squeeze another chocolate log out. A few more smaller nuggets fall to the ground as Molly smiles and gazes into the camera lens. This part is easy money, and she is hoping the client won't get too carried away tonight. A blow-job would be good. It would give her private parts a nice break after all the hard work they had been put through entertaining Japanese salary-men.
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A small scottish terrier yaps away in the background, and is promptly shushed by Maggie. The camera flash goes off a few times, blinding Molly, and then her pimp goes back to recording her sexual encounter with the john on the digital camera. The salaryman runs his fingers slowly over her chest. Flat as a two by four, Molly's skin is milk white, and he pauses for a moment to tweak the thick, plump, red raspberries on either side of her chest. Her areolae are small, clearly defined, and about the size of a dollar coin. Pinching them, the salary-man elicits a gasp from Molly. Her nipples are very sensitive, but otherwise she barely has any breasts. The only reason Molly wears a bra is too prevent her blouses and t-shirts from chafing her sensitive little titties, although sometimes she'll just use pasties, electricians tape, or band-aids, as she has no real need for support.
Wrinkled hands move off her breasts and down her stomach, and Molly holds her breath for a moment, expecting a rough touch on her gash, but it never comes. Given his cruel treatment of her nipples, Molly is expecting a painful and possibly humiliating digital examination of her pussy. Takashi wouldn't be the first client to bring out a speculum, and he certainly wouldn't be the last.
However, Molly is pleasantly surprised when she discovers that Takashi has a gentle touch, and strokes her labia slowly, then expertly begins rubbing her clitoral hood, teasing Molly's clit out of its hiding place with his fingertips. Given the golden and brown showers that she had given for him earlier, Molly had expected a Max Hardcore style exploration of her vagina.
Purring with gratitude as the salary-man pleasures her, Molly grinds her tight little bum into his lap while he whispers naughty things in Japanese into her ear. A lot of it sounds like baby talk, and he is addressing her as Molly-chan, so he has definitely bought into this illicit fantasy hook, line, and sinker. Molly smiles as he slips first one finger, than two into her pussy and diddles her clitty with his thumb as he does so. Molly is grateful for the elderly man's attention to her pleasure, but the pleasant interlude is interrupted when he slides her off his lap and onto the floor. As he pushes her off his lap, her cooze rubs against her thigh, sending tingles up her spine, and she leaves a little snail trail on his pants.
A well-trained pro, Molly knows what to do next. Molly gets up off her tush and kneels down on the small pile of clothes that have been slowly discarded one by one in front of the easy chair as Takashi plays the elderly corrupter of innocence. It takes awhile, but after groping every inch of her body for about twenty minutes, the salary-man is finally fully erect, and is ready to be serviced by Molly.
Hesitantly touching it, Molly plays the part of the innocent virgin perfectly. With some gentle prompting from Takashi, she takes his uncircumsized penis in her hands, and she grips the base firmly while using her tongue and the fingers of her other hand to peel back the foreskin. Feigning shyness, Molly pops the head of the john's cock into her mouth, licking the head, and fisting the base of his shaft softly and slowly. Fluttering her tongue around the tip of his dick, she tries to get as much saliva as she can on it. Most john's love a slobbery blow-job. She does this for about a minute, while the elderly man moans in appreciation. Suddenly, he pushes her hand off the base of his penis.
Molly is a well trained slut, and knows what to do next. She puts her arms behind her back and leans forward. As she does so, she opens her mouth as wide as possible. The salary-man grabs a fistful of her hair and pushes his cock deep into her mouth, and the tip of his johnson is now rubbing up against Molly's tonsils. She retches slightly as his penis pushes further down her throat. Tears start to roll down her face as she chokes on his dick, and her mascara begins to run and streak down her face.
The runny make-up always makes her look like a clown on camera, but the clients get off on her discomfort and humiliation, so Molly doesn't mind. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth, flicking up and down the head of her john's shaft as she struggles to hold her breath. Fingers lace around the back of her head, and he forcefully holds her head down on his member. He moves his cock rapidly in an out of her mouth, and treats her face like a vagina. Molly can't breathe, but it doesn't matter, as she has had a lot of practice. Mercifully, the man is old, and soon Molly can taste his semen as he cums inside her mouth.
Drool dripping off her chin and on to her chest, she holds her mouth open so the old man can inspect his handiwork, and so her pimp can get some still photos that the client can keep as a memento. The old man looks at the puddle of semen and saliva in her mouth, and nods with satisfaction. Molly closes her mouth, swallows, and opens her mouth again for inspection. The client looks visibly pleased, and runs his fingers through her hair. The john pops his cock back into her mouth, and with his hands on his hips, poses beside her as if she was some sort of trophy. She gazes up into his eyes as the flash goes off, sucking on his prick like a little baby calf.
Molly remains kneeling on the floor while the salary-man and Mike talk in hushed tones. The salary-man pulls out an envelope from his suit-jacket, and hands it over to Mike. Mike counts the stack of 10,000 yen notes and smiles.
"Okay sweetie. One last thing. Maggie, get the costume suitcase and get your skinny skanky ass over here."
Molly has been dreading this. This session was supposed to be a painless blow-job. She can't imagine what this dirty old pervert wants to inflict on her next. Coaxing a second orgasm out of his flaccid cock is going to take a lot more time, effort, and possibly quite a bit of pain and humiliation on her part.
"He wants you to blow the dog."
Strangely enough, Molly perks up at the thought of this. It is sexually humiliating, but it isn't anything she hasn't done before. And it definitely won't be painful. She isn't looking forward to the next round of pills and a trip to the doctor, but another blow-job is an easy enough request to fulfill. Even if it does have to be performed on a yappy little Scotch Terrier.
Maggie drags the suitcase over, and Mike is rummaging through it. He holds up two chokers for the client's inspection. One has the word "Bitch" and the other has the word "Cunt" spelled out in rhinestones. He also pulls out a metal butt-plug with a glittering rhine-stone on the end of the stopper.
"Which one?"
The salary-man smiles and and points at the one with "Bitch" on it. Molly dutifully puts it on, while Maggie greases up the butt-plug and hands it over to Molly for insertion. Molly winces as she pushed it in and it slides past her tight sphincter muscle. A small girl, no matter how many times she is sodomized, the initial entry stings just a little bit more often than not. The metal feels cool inside her. Normally, Maggie is more considerate, and runs the plug under some warm water first, but both girls are tired and just want this last trick to finish and leave.
Mike goes back to digging around in the suitcase and pulls out a diaper and bow for Maggie.
"Okay Maggie. You blow the old dude while he watches Molly blows his pet."
"While wearing that?"
"Yup. And try to take a dump in them while you're down there. It'll help get him off. Otherwise you're gettin' Aed."
Maggie shudders, but starts to undress anyway, putting on the diaper and putting her hair into a top-knot with the aid of the pink bow. This trip to Japan hasn't been easy on her naughty parts, especially her poop-hole. The clients tend to treat Molly like a porcelain doll, but because Maggie is Asian, and not Japanese, they are usually a little bit rougher with her. It still pays well, because of her youthful, adolescent looks, but the continually rough treatment has taken its toll. She can't wait to go back to North America and receive the normally much more gentle treatment she gets from the Anime fan boys and computer geeks with disposable income to burn on her sexual favors.
Maggie kneels down in front of Takashi, while Mike gets the camera ready, and takes him in her mouth. Takashi watches, pleased with Maggie's efforts, as Molly plays with the terrier for a few minutes. When it rolls over on its back, she rubs its belly for a minute, then moves lower, rubbing the little dog's penis with her hand. She plays with the cock for awhile working the little dog into a state of excitement, as she slowly and carefully rolls back its foreskin.
When the dog is finally hard, Molly takes its pecker into her mouth, swallowing the delicious morsel whole. Sucking on the little torpedo is an easy task. She doesn't need to use her hands, she just sucks and bobs her head up and down, up and down. The terrier yips with delight as Molly goes to town on his little willy, slurping the length of its shaft in and out of her mouth. Crouched down on her knees, she shifts her body so the viewer can see the butt-plug sparkling in her asshole as she sucks off the dog.
The dog tenses up, and semen floods into her mouth. Molly turns around holding it in her mouth, and crawls toward the camera. As Molly opens her mouth. Takashi moans, and Maggie sucks harder and faster, eager to get him off. Molly opens her mouth to show off the fruits of her labor, and Mike takes some stills with the camera, the flash from the camera blinding her again. She closes her mouth, and swallows the slimy treat, opening her mouth to show what a well-trained little whore she is.
At the same time, a fart, and the distinct odor of a turd coming out of Maggie's butt wafts through the room. Takashi lets out a low moan, as Maggie sighs with relief, both physical and mental. She won't be getting Aed, at least tonight.
****
Being able to walk around in a regular bikini bottom, and not having to shave her pubic area was a nice change of pace. When they left Japan for a short break in Thailand before classes began, Molly was able to persuade her pimp to let her grow her muff out. She knew they would be able to find a customer willing to pay good money to shave her ginger pubes after they had finished their vacation.
Maggie, blessed with a similar, adolescent figure and face despite being twenty-one, was Asian, and her pubic hair wasn't as marketable a commodity. Her little booger remained bald as she traipsed around the beaches in a hot pink, micro-bikini with a g-string back. It left nothing to the imagination in the front, either, being cut so low, the fabric gripping her plump little cunt-lips and giving her a very impressive camel-toe. Compared to Molly, Maggie was well-endowed, but that wasn't saying much. Whereas Molly had barely detectable swellings on her chest, Maggie had been given a pair of fried eggs. "The Titless Wonders" as clients referred to them, whenever they were pimped out for a threesome.
Maggie's delicious flat little bony ass swayed in the air as she crouched in front of Mike on all fours. Molly's rump was a little more full and rounded, but still girlishly small and tight. Maggie's bikini top had been pushed aside, and her small boobs swayed as she lapped at Mike's cock like a kitten with a bowl of cream. It was as thick as a can of soda, and both girls loved how it filled them up when he plowed their tight little pussies.
Unfortunately for Maggie, she was the odd man out in tonight's little threesome. The fan whirled overhead, and Maggie stopped licking and kissing Mike's cock as she began blowing him in earnest. Her head bobbed up and down on his cock, and she lazily pumped his shaft with her fist. Molly was wearing nothing but her birthday suit as she squatted over Mike's face, allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over her as he lapped away at her cunt. It was refreshing to be with a man who savored her vaginal secretions and treated her like a goddess...when he wasn't pimp-slapping her as part of their love-play. Occasionally, she would move her bush off his face and move one of her titties into his mouth. He'd suckle on it like a nursing infant, and after awhile she would place her hair pie back over his mouth for more oral loving.
Their romantic interlude was going to be all too brief. Molly could feel Mike tense up, and could hear Maggie gagging as he held her head down, then a loud gulp as she swallowed his baby batter. A few minutes later, riding his face, Molly climaxed. The threesome re-arranged themselves, and Molly scampered over to the fridge to get Mike a beer as Maggie removed first her micro-bikini top and then her micro-bikini bottom and fired them sling-shot fashion off her finger and onto the easy chair in the corner.
Naked as a jaybird, Maggie popped out of bed to retrieve the Nintendo control paddle for Mike. The threesome relaxed in the king sized bed. as Mike played video games and sipped his beer, while Molly, with a pair of fashionable brown pair of plastic frames perched on her nose, read a novel. Maggie snuggled up next to her and watched as Mike played video games while Molly idly stroked her hair with her free hand.
Molly sighed contentedly, It brought back happy memories of the first time she had ever turned a trick. She had been very young, and inexperienced. It was grotty and quick, but it had a certain frisson that still made her privates tingle when she thought about it.
***
Molly and her identical twin sister, Monique, had finished field hockey practice, and were sitting under the bleachers waiting for their father to arrive. He was invariably the last parent to arrive, and frequently late. The girls had worked up quite a sweat, and were flushed from the vigorous exercise they had received from running up and down the field. Their school blazers lay on the ground, and the collars of the white polo shirts that they wore were unbuttoned as they fanned themselves in an effort to cool off.
One of the chess club geeks, a small, pimply boy with shaggy blond hair named Leon, had been watching the girls practice, and he hung around with the girls under the bleachers as the parking lot emptied out and everyone left for home. Eventually it was just the three of them on the empty school grounds as the girls waited for their father to arrive. Leon sparked up a joint as they made small talk to pass the time, and politely offered the girls a toke. They declined, but did accept his offer of a bottled root beer dug up from the bottom of his courier bag.
Suddenly, Leon blurted out, "I've always dreamed of doing it with twins."
He giggled, then blushed, as the twins looked at each other awkwardly for a moment. Flustered, Leon got up to leave, but Molly grabbed him by his school blazer and Monique spoke up.
"We can do something nice for you," she said.
"For a price," added Molly.
"I've got $20," said Leon.
"We'll jerk you off," said Monique.
Leon thought about their offer.
"We're good," said Molly.
"When we were fourteen we used to spend the summer at Grandma's farm," said Monique.
"There was nothing to do," said Molly.
"So we jerked off the dog for fun a few times," said Monique.
"We're good at it," promised Molly.
"Okay," said Leon, and dug around in his trousers. He handed over a crumpled twenty dollar bill to Monique, and pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees. His small, erect penis swayed in the breeze.
"Crouch down on all fours, like a dog," said Molly, and Leon complied.
Molly rubbed his shaft up and down, pausing every now and then to spit on her hands. Leon looked up Monique's plaid uniform skirt, which she had hiked up to her waist. She had obligingly pushed apart her black boy shorts, and he looked longingly at her ginger, furry snatch as she ran her fingertips across her cranny, occasionally slipping the tips of her fingers inside the edges of her lips.
Once she took a sip from the bottle, and wrapped her lips around the neck to simulate fellatio. Leon groaned when she did this, but Molly didn't feel the accompanying tension that signaled his willy was ready to blow its payload. A sore wrist started to slow down Molly's efforts.
"What's wrong," asked Leon.
"I'm getting tired," said Molly, "Can you take over Monique?"
Monique smiled and nodded, and crawled behind Leon. She slipped her cell phone to Molly after she had taken Leon firmly in hand. Her grip was as firm as Molly's had been, and soon Leon was panting with pleasure. Molly retrieved the root beer bottle and moved back behind Leon.
"Sometimes guys like stuff up their butt," said Molly.
"Wha, what?!?" Leon sounded hesitant, but remained hard in Monique's capable hands.
As if his sensing his doubts, Monique said, "Anal stimulation." "
Leon softened slightly now that his concentration was broken.
"But that's gay!"
"It's not gay, 'cause I'm a girl and my sister is a girl."
"Yeah.You're with twin girls, dude"
"Okay. But be gentle," said Leon.
"I will," giggled Molly, "I promise."
Leon grunted his assent, and Molly got to work getting the bottle wet with her saliva, and then spat on Leon's surprisingly hairy brown-eye a few times. Satisfied, she gently began rubbing the bottle against his asshole, then slowly began to push it against his sphincter. She paused for a moment, and dribbled more saliva onto his asshole. Monique continued to jerk him off.
Leon seemed to be into it. He moaned, and Molly continue to push the bottle inside him slowly. Once most of the bottle's neck was lodged in his rectum, she began to push it slowly in and out, pausing every now and then to dribble more of her saliva onto his ass as lubricant. Leon groaned, and Monique and Molly increased the speed of their efforts. With a sudden, loud moan, Leon spilled his seed onto the ground beneath the bleachers.
Monique held him down, and Molly held the bottle firmly in place, and snapped some photos of Leon with the bottle up his ass while he tried to expel it from his ass and get away from the twins. After a brief struggle, he was able to shake them off, but Molly had managed to take some incriminating photos. A car pulled into the school parking lot, and the girls made a dash for it. Molly turned around and shouted at Leon.
"Don't get any ideas about telling anyone what we told you or did here..."
The girls got into the car and drove off as if nothing had happened. Leon curled up on the ground underneath the bleachers, sobbing with relief, frustration, and no small amount of humiliation.
***
Turning tricks wasn't such a bad way to earn a little cash. Especially when it paid for vacations in Thailand. Molly was happy as her companions slept beside her. Tokyo had been fun, but it was nice to share some downtime with Maggie and Mike.
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