Daddy's slut girl(40)

"It ain't too big," he said softly. "You just relax, an' it ain't gonna hurt. Let that little cunt relax. You got room. I can fuck you real good, honey, like you never been fucked before. Don't fight me, baby. Relax…"

Cindy knew he was right. She let her gripping cunt go slack and open, did her best to quell her tense panic. He began to move his cock in her tight hole, and there was enough room – but barely. It still hurt. Her cunt felt rubbed raw, her womb cruelly butted, her legs forced painfully apart. His mammoth thick cock slashed brutally back and forth, splitting her tight young twat.

"Ooohhh, it hurts, it hurts," she moaned, tossing her blonde head back and forth.

"No, you like it," he chanted huskily. "You like that long black dick, honey. Biggest you ever took, an' the best. It's good, baby, so gooood…"

He knew he was hurting her, that she was recently virgin, but he couldn't stop. Rarely did he find a cunt that tight and sweet. Cadillac had pimped for nearly two decades, always on the look-out for young inexperienced girls, but he was seldom lucky enough to find one as little-used and young as Cindy. He had to try out the goods before others got there.

"Awwww," Cindy moaned.

His rigid pole sawed steadily over her clit, and in spite of the pain she began to feel herself getting horny. Her tiny stuffed cunt began to cream, a timid moistening at first, then a gushing hot burst around his mammoth sawing cock. She must be crazy, for she even liked the pain.

"I feel it, honey," he whispered. "I feel that good juice. I know you like it."

She didn't deny it. She fell back limply, letting him take her young sweet body, and Cadillac put the prick to her with the force of a pile driver, snorting in his excitement. Her cunt felt red-hot and raked raw, her womb was cruelly butted, yet her excitement mounted. His very brutality turned her on.

"Yessss!" she whined.

She began to spasm around his thick black cock, and Cadillac watched intently as she climaxed. Oh, yes, she was good merchandise. Her passion wasn't feigned. She was coming like a bomb, squealing and writhing. When she was finished, he jerked his pulsing hot dick out of her cunt and jammed it into her gasping mouth.

Cindy's eyes widened, but she opened her throat and took the gigantic flood of jism that filled her mouth and throat. She moaned and swallowed. There seemed to be gallons of his cum, but she eagerly drank it all.

Cadillac sighed and let his limp dick slip from her pink lips. "Okay, little girl," he said. "We'll go find your mother now."

Cindy was so excited she could hardly breathe. Linda's house was only a few blocks away from Cadillac's apartment, and he now admitted that he knew Linda well and could help Cindy identify her. She lived in another wooden tenement, but on the ground floor. Cadillac tried the knob and walked right in without knocking.

Cindy followed him eagerly into the room, then stopped and stared. This wasn't at all what she'd expected. The room was garish and cheap. The rug and furniture were red and worn, the wallpaper cracking, and the room smelled of cheap incense. Cindy hardly noticed these things, however, for her attention was drawn to a big brass bed on the other side of the room where a man and woman were lying stock still, joined cock to cunt. The couple stared at her and Cadillac.

The man was black. He scowled and turned his face to the wall, as if he expected to have his picture taken and wished to avoid it. The woman was white. She was in her late thirties and still very good-looking, with long blonde hair, big full tits, and a hard, attractive face. She wasn't attractive, though, when she glared at Cadillac.

"Just what the fuck do you mean, busting in here like that?" she screeched. "Didn't you think I might have a customer? And why'd you bring that girl in here? Are you crazy?"

Cadillac chuckled softly, maliciously. He grabbed Cindy's arm and led her over to the bed, where the black man still hid his face and the white woman glared furiously. Their bodies were still locked together, black prick deep in white cunt.

"Why, Linda, honey," Cadillac drawled, "I thought you'd be pleased. I brought you your daughter. She come all the way from New York to find you."

"What kind of lousy rotten joke is that?" Linda yelled. "You get your black butt out of here, Cadillac, and take little Miss Muffet with you."

Choking back her tears, Cindy reached into her shirt and drew out the necklace she'd been wearing, the cheap rhinestone heart on a chain which had once belonged to Linda.

"Mother…" she said timidly.

Linda stared at the necklace and went ghostly pale. "Oh, my God…" she said.





CHAPTER NINE




It was a week later. Cindy sat on the edge of the big brass bed while Linda brushed out her hair for her and began to braid it. "Honey," Linda said nervously, "you sure you wanta go through with this? If you wanta back out, it's okay with me. We can get by on just my earnings."