Chapter 7
Donna was able to wait until late the following morning, Saturday, before the urge to visit the store became overpowering and after bathing and dressing carefully, she was on her way.
When she reached the place, there were too many customers so she forced herself to walk away. Later, when she returned, she saw only one customer who was being looked after by Beth's assistant, a skinny, dried up looking woman. The proprietor, she saw, was rearranging clothes on a rack not far from the door.
Donna felt her heart pounding hard as she went into the store. The woman turned to smile at her and the smile became brighter. Donna had to fight to keep her body from trembling.
She had difficulty controlling her voice too as they talked about the dresses on the rack and she selected two to try on. Miss Carson led her past two changing booths and to the rear of the store. There, she opened the door to a larger room. She smiled speculatively as she held the door open to admit them, then closed it behind her.
"Didn't I see you at the window yesterday?" the woman asked as she opened the back of Donna's dress.
"Uh ... yes, my friend and I stopped to ... uh, look at dresses."
"How nice. I'm glad you decided to come back."
Donna caught the hem of her dress and pulled it up. The woman helped clear it over her head so that it did not muss her hair. While the dress was being pulled over her head, Donna sensed that the eyes of the woman were moving over her body, skimpily covered by bra and sheer panties only.
"I couldn't help remembering your lovely face," the woman told her, smiling as she draped her dress over the back of a chair and Donna wished they were in a bedroom rather than a changing room in a store.
"Thank you," Donna replied, silently cursing herself for stammering and being unable to hide her excitement.
"I see that more than your face is beautiful," the woman told her, her voice husky, her eyes bold as they moved over the lush young body. "Which of these would you like to try on first?"
Donna tried to pick one, but her composure cracked and with a muffled cry, she pushed a hand into her crotch.
"My, what a naughty little girl you are to rub your pussy like that," the woman said, gently. "Here, let me take your hand away," she said, doing so, "and put mine there. Ah, what a warm little angel you are. There now," she whispered as her hand rubbed slowly, "does that feel better?"
"Yes ... yes," Donna whimpered.
"What made you so hot so quickly?" the woman asked as she held the trembling girl.
"It started when I saw you yesterday," Donna said. "I've been thinking about you ever since. It's been so long since ... a real woman."
"What have you heard about me, dear?" the woman asked, her hand still rubbing gently.
"That ... that you like girls."
"That's right, dear. I like girls if they are very beautiful and very warm. Put your dress on, dear, my apartment is above the shop. We'll go there now and talk. I think we should get to know each other better."
With the woman's help, Donna managed to get into her dress and regain a measure of composure, enough so that she was able to walk from the dressing room and out into the store.
On the sidewalk, Donna trembled as the woman put her key into the lock and opened the door. When the door closed behind them, the lock clicking loudly as it slipped into place, Donna lost control and threw herself into the woman's arms. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss and the woman's arms wrapped very strongly around her.
As the kiss ended, Donna wondered if she could muster the strength to climb the stairs. As though aware of her condition, the woman surprised her by picking her up as easily as if she were a baby and carrying her up the stairs, a hand under her dress, madly exciting on the warmth of her thigh.
Without pausing or saying a word, the big woman carried her through the living room and into a well appointed bedroom that was feminine without being frilly. Donna felt herself being deposited gently on the neatly made bed, then watched as the woman stood and unfastened the top of her dress.
"So you like mature women, do you?" she asked just before she pulled her dress over her head.
"Ye-es," Donna managed as she saw the jutting cups of the black bra and the tops of lush, white breasts which promised to be both big and firm.
Smiling, the woman pushed her half-slip down to reveal excitingly filled black silk and lace panties, a black garter belt and dark, sheer nylons which caressed thighs that were firm though quite big, firm and silken smooth.
"I know I really should wear a girdle," Beth said, "but I never know when a dream like you is going to come along and I like to be ready. There, that will do for now," she said as she tossed the half-slip away. "Now I'm going to unwrap that young body of yours and see just how beautiful it is."
Donna could only groan as she felt the hands of the woman opening her dress. Seconds later, the dress was gone and she was in the woman's arms, their mouths mashing passionately.
"Mmm, you're clean and very sweet," the woman told her in a husky whisper as she rolled the girl onto her and reached for the hooks of her bra. "I suspect those tits you're hiding in your bra are very sweet too. I'm going to suck them and find out how sweet they are. Do you like having your tits sucked?"
"Yes ... yes ... everything."
"And how about your hot little cunny? Do you like having it sucked?"
"Yesssss," Donna groaned, her body writhing as the woman turned her over again and took her bra off, desire burning hotly in her eyes at the sight of the lush, firm breasts.
Hands closed over the two pink-tipped cones, they squeezed lovingly, then the woman's mouth opened wide, came down and closed over one while her hand squeezed the other. She sucked with delightful greed and soon had Donna moaning with desire, her behind squirming on the bed.
After the woman had been sucking a little while, Donna found sufficient coordination to reach out with both hands and unhook her big bra. She pushed it out of the way and the massive breasts tumbled out so she could see and fondle them.
"Ooh, they're so big and beautiful," she groaned as her hands rubbed them. "I want to suck your tits, your beautiful big tits."
"You are a sexy little kitten, aren't you, baby," the woman said as she took her mouth away from Donna's breast. "All right, dear," she went on as she took her bra off and tossed it away, "get a mouthful of this tit and see how well you can suck it," she told her as she caught a big breast from below and fed it into the wide open mouth of the girl.
"Mmm, you do know how to suck a tit. That's nice, baby, I can feel my nipple growing. Suck hard, baby."
Donna sucked until the woman groaned that her nipple felt raw and she took the big globe away and fed the other into the warm mouth of the girl. While Donna sucked, her hand found the one that had already been mouthed and was amazed at the length and hardness of the nipple.
The sucking was terminated abruptly when Donna felt the woman pull her roughly against her, then felt her panties being taken down. She made no protest and the little garment was quickly stripped off her feet.
She groaned as the woman parted her thighs, her hands surprisingly strong, then groaned as she gazed into the girl's hot crotch.
"That has to be the sweetest little cunt I ever saw," she said, then stopped talking as she grabbed Donna's firm buttocks in both hands and pulled her up as her face went down.
Her mouth met the soft, warm vulva and she began kissing and licking greedily, then sucked the labia right into her mouth while strong fingers dug into the silken nether cheeks of the girl.
Donna cried out when the tongue went into her hot slit and began probing, a probing that continued until it found her clitoris and began licking it. The woman licked with a skilled touch and Donna quickly climaxed, a shatteringly strong orgasm which left her weak.
"Call that your first come, darling," the panting woman told her, "but don't bother trying to keep count, there are going to be too many." Using a finger and a maddeningly exciting tongue, the woman underlined what she had said by causing the girl to climax three times more before she allowed her to rest.
"How was that for a start, dear?" she asked then, sitting up, her big breasts rising and falling in bare, exciting beauty.
"A start? For a while there I thought you would finish me. I thought I was going to die of too many orgasms."
"A beautiful but highly unlikely way to die," the woman laughed. "Now don't you think it's time you let me know just whom I've had the pleasure of eating?"
Laughing, Donna told the woman her name and other things about her. Beth asked many questions and Donna answered them all.
"So you're AC/DC, are you? That can be important if a beautiful young woman likes to enjoy life without having to work hard for her money."
"You mean like in a whorehouse?"
"Please, dear, don't be crude. Let's say a professional temporary companion."
"That does sound better," Donna agreed. "Is it true that you can steer a girl to the right people if she wants to enter the profession?"
"My, it seems that my grapevine is working well. Did you hear about me at school?"
"Yes," Donna told her, then went on to tell about the girl who had shown her the store and told her the story of Beth's being a talent scout. "Can a girl really make big money doing that sort of thing?"
"Some can, some can't," the woman told her. "Just having a beautiful body isn't enough. In your case though, I think the answer is yes. I have a hunch that you're very good in every way, especially since you tell me you like it with a man as much as with a woman."
"I really do. I've never been able to make up my mind whether I like one better than the other."
"Then I'll put it this way, Donna. A two-way woman with your beauty and with real skill, should be able to make enough money in ten years to retire for life. The people I deal with aren't greedy and take only a reasonable commission. If a girl plays it smart and invests her money properly, she's made it before she starts. Are you really interested in joining the profession?"
"I think so. Put it this way, I love sex more than anything else in the world. If I can get all the sex I can handle and make good money doing it, then it sounds like the right career for me. Don't you agree?"
"I do indeed, Donna, but I've got to warn you, it is going to involve meeting people with strange tastes. Have you ever sucked a cock?"
"Sure and I love it."
"Good. Now for another little game people pay to enjoy. How do you feel about being spanked on the bum?"
"Love it. It stings plenty and I cry, but later, when my bum is tingling, the thrill is so great that I almost come just from the excitement of it."
"You're too good to be true, baby. With all that talent going for you, plus your natural beauty, I have a hunch that you could become a millionaire and a very happy one at that."
"Then you'll steer me to the right people?" Donna asked eagerly.
"I will, baby, but it will break my heart to send you away when I could enjoy your company so much. Are you ready to quit school now or do you want to wait a while to think it over?"
"No. There's nothing to think about. Any day now I'm going to get caught, eating pussy and get kicked out. I may as well make the break on my own."
They discussed a few aspects of what was involved and Beth told her it would require three or four days more to set it up, then the deal was made.
"And now that all the business is settled," Donna told her, "I'd just love to peel your panties off and show you how I can make love to a woman. I'm dying to get your cunt in my mouth and lick up all your juice."
"Well, dear, only a very mean woman would deny anyone so sweet such a simple pleasure. I’ll stand by the bed and you pretend I'm a client. You show me how you'd look after me."
The woman stood close to the bed and Donna moved to her at once. She fondled her thighs and the nylon panties, front and back, pushing a hand into the warm crotch of the woman and rubbing hotly, causing her to squirm and sigh.
When she began peeling the woman's panties down, she did it slowly, fondling and kissing as she bared, the touch of her skilled fingers as exciting as that of her lips.
The panties fell around the woman's ankles and Donna helped her step out of them, then took her onto the bed and began embracing and kissing her. After a little while, she turned her over to play with plump, silken buttocks, fondling and kissing them, her tongue licking wet streams over the big, firm hills. Responding to the pressure of the young hands, the woman raised onto her knees, her head down, her big behind arched high.
Donna gripped the big buttocks and drew them wide apart. When she sent her tongue into the valley of the big behind, the woman groaned and her body gave a series of strong jerks. Donna's tongue went right to the pink anal ring, teased it for a little while, then she began licking wetly up and down the crack.
When saliva trickled down into the woman's hot crotch, Donna returned her tongue to the pink hole, groaning as she curled it into her eager victim.
"Gripes, baby," the woman groaned, "you're reaming me. Where in hell did you learn that?"
Donna could have told her it was something else she'd learned from her aunt and uncle, but she didn't want to take her mouth away from its nest to talk, so she ignored the question.
Throwing herself down on her back, Donna squirmed until her face was under the wide, warm crotch, then she pulled the woman down onto her and began sucking the soft, hot slash. The woman quivered all over as she inserted her tongue, licked around the juicy cavity, then found her clitoris and began rasping it, her hands rubbing thighs, hips and buttocks while she lapped.
In her excitement as she lost her face in the crotch of the big woman, Donna began to spank her, slapping with both hands and feeling the big cheeks growing warmer as a result of the impromptu smacking.
Donna heard the woman groan that she was going to climax, then crotch and belly were pressing down on her, rubbing her face and smothering her as Beth was swept by orgasm which drove her out of control.
"Baby," the woman panted when she was able to speak again, "if you treat a client like that, you are going to get a lot of tips on top of top fees. You're not just good, you're bloody fucking great."
"Thank you, Beth," Donna replied, pleased and shyly proud, "but I can be just as good with a man. My uncle tells me I'm the best cocksucker he's ever known. Maybe I'm good at these things because I love my work."
Before Donna left so that Beth could return to her shop, it was agreed that she would visit on the following day for fun and games and to go over plans for her departure.
Early the next morning, Donna's lesbian friend helped her slip quietly out of the school with two suitcases. Donna saw that her friend didn't approve of her plans, but she did not try to talk her out of them.
Beth wore a negligee over nudity when she opened the door to admit Donna and minutes later she wore only her nudity. At first, she protested Donna's plan to stay with her until she left for New York, but after a few minutes together on the bed, she was all in favor of the idea.