Chapter 1
Beth Halverson looked longingly at the cute, black on white maid's uniform displayed in the shop window. She had been standing at the entrance for nearly half an hour, trying desperately to think of a way to get such a uniform for herself by tomorrow afternoon.
The tall, slender sixteen year old had no experience in the business world, so she didn't think she would be able to put a deal together with the shop's brusque mannered owner, but she had to try. After all, Beth told herself as she finally summoned up the courage and marched into the shop, she had done a number of things in the last twenty four hours that she had never thought she could do!
"Yes, may I assist you?" the balding, middle aged man behind the counter asked when he looked up and saw the attractive young blonde standing nervously in front of him.
"Are you Mr. Gates?" Beth asked him quickly. "I talked to you earlier on the phone, about uniforms and prices?"
"Yes, yes, I remember. Now, what can we do for you? Which model do you like? You want to try a particular garment on, see how it looks?"
Beth fidgeted. The man's rapid fire way of talking, his pushy sales technique, and the fact that she had absolutely NO money in her purse, made her really hesitant about wasting the gruff little man's time.
"Well, come on, Miss! Pick your favorite and try it on. You can't see how it looks on you unless you jump into it!"
"Uh, yeah, I guess you're right," Beth agreed, thoroughly nervous by now. "I'll try the one in the window!"
Mr. Gates raised his eyebrows and surveyed Beth's long, lean frame with sudden interest. He spent a few seconds in eager anticipation of her best two features: her baby-doll perfect face, topped with the short, almost boyish crop of bright blonde hair, and her long, incredibly well turned legs.
"Sure, this I gotta see!" Gates laughed, going to the rack and pulling out a frilly, plunging front black and white garment in what years of experience told him was Beth's size.
Her fingers trembling slightly, the young girl took the uniform and stepped to the rear of the shop to the dressing rooms. Beth closed the curtain behind her and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before getting into the outfit.
This wasn't going at all as she had hoped, Beth admitted to herself, unbuttoning her blouse. It had all seemed so possible, wonderful, up until now. But this man was going to ruin it all; he was even more businesslike and pushy than he had seemed on the phone. There was no way he was going to trust her for the uniform, until she could earn enough money with it to pay him for it.
With a deep sigh, Beth took off her blouse and undid the jean skirt she had worn into the shop. Her dream was falling apart all around her, but she had to see what the cute uniform would have looked like if she had somehow pulled it off.
Dressed in only her bra and panties, Beth pulled the short skirted uniform over her head and tugged it into place. The bra fabric showed through plainly in the vee formed by the black bodice's deep plunge. Beth worked the tight set of cups down lower on her smallish, firm fleshed tits, until the white was hidden just below her neckline and only the pressed in swells of her pert little breasts were visible.
"Jeez, this thing is short!" the youngster gasped, seeing that half her thigh was displayed by the skirt when she stood up straight. She could imagine what would happen if she stooped down to pick something up!
"Hey, you go to sleep in there?" Mr. Gates' voice came through the curtain.
"Uh, no, I'm wearing the uniform!" Beth answered quickly.
"Good, come out and let's see it on you, my dear!" Gates demanded.
The curtain suddenly parted and Gates reached in and half drug the young blonde out into the back shop area. He had a leering, hungry look on his face that Beth identified immediately. It was the same look a lot of her male teachers at the high school had given her last year as she walked sensuously down the hall. The same look the boys in her class had given her when they asked her out.
"Well, now, little lady!" the middle aged retailer chortled, his eyes sweeping up and down Beth's willowy body. "You really know how to fill out a maid's outfit all right! Only one clinker, that friggin' bra. It shows! Take it off! Let's see how the uniform looks without it!"
Gates pushed her roughly back into the changing stall and closed the curtains. Beth's head was spinning from the suggestion Gates had made and the speed with which he had picked out the problem. The man obviously did know his business, Beth decided reluctantly. She realized, dimly, that the sour faced shop owner was her only hope of reaching for her dream. If he wanted the bra off, then off it came, even though the thought of going without one in public made Beth very uneasy. She unzipped the back of the uniform, took off the bra and stuffed it in her purse, and zipped up again.
"Well, let's see it!" Gates demanded.
The curtains parted again and Beth was standing in the center of the rear of the shop almost before she knew it. A very professional, all business look was on the older man's face now as he walked all around the sixteen year old nymph. He reached out, taking a tuck here, a quarter of an inch off there, mentally, until he was at last satisfied.
"You betcha', darlin'! " Gates announced at last. "I make the alterations, you got yourself the foxiest, best fitting little uniform in the city!"
"Uh, yeah, that's...uh, great!" Beth smiled woodenly, her heart pounding. "Now about money, I, "
Gates cut her off. "Forty bucks, cash! No payment plans here, baby, but I do the cutting and fitting for free."
Beth couldn't keep her face from falling like a lead weight from a high building. Forty dollars! Forty dollars was a fortune to a poor, unskilled girl like Beth.
"No money, kid?" Gates asked slyly.
"Well, not really, I mean, not right now!" Beth blurted. "But I will! I really will! See...I saw this ad in the supermarket yesterday, on the bulletin board, about a guy who needed a maid to clean his apartment three times a week and I called him and . . . "
"Hey, hey, kid, slow down!" Gates shook his head in wonder at the girl's onrush of words. "And ya' told him you had lots of experience and he hired you sight unseen, right?"
Beth smiled at the weary voiced shopkeeper, who looked as if he had heard her story a hundred times before. He held up his palm.
"How much did you settle on as a weekly rate?" he asked impatiently.
"A...a hundred dollars a month!" Beth told him excitedly.
Gates laughed. "You got fucked, kid! You could nail him for a lot more than that, a foxy little puss like you! But I see you're green at negotiations, so I guess it was the best you could do. Now you want me to give the uniform to you, so that you'll look professional when you show up to clean this jerk's pad, right?"
Beth was still grimacing from the crude little man's use of the word "fucked" in her presence, but she managed to nod that he was correct. The kids around her high school used words like that a lot, as did Beth mentally or when she was mad. But the shocked schoolgirl had hardly expected to be talked to like that by a shop owner!
"Okay, you're a cute kid,". Gates smiled. "Hike initiative, I like youth to get ahead. I'll give you the outfit, have it all ready for you tomorrow morning...for, say...all of your first month's pay, as soon as you get it. And interest!"
Beth looked at the grubby little merchant in shock. All of her earnings? More than twice the price of the uniform if she had had cash? What was the point of working, if she made no money? And what was the interest Gates wanted?
The shop owner moved closer to the leggy teen. He put his hand on her shoulder, not to measure the fit this time. The hungry leer in his eyes made it perfectly clear what kind of service he wanted in addition to the money!
Beth made a decision. She would do anything to free herself from the squalor of her mother's filthy house, the constant demands of her younger brothers and sisters, the poison atmosphere of her gin soaked mother's squabbles with her live in boyfriend who Beth suspected would like to do just what Mr. Gates wanted to do to her, as soon as he could catch her home alone!
"If you let me take the uniform...I'll do something for you, something you'll like!" Beth stammered. "If you'll give it to me for forty dollars, when I can pay it, I'll...I'll suck...suck your cock!"
Beth blurted the last sentence so fast she wasn't quite sure Gates had understood her. In a way, she really hoped he hadn't! Beth had never seen a man's cock, except for her brothers' tiny little pricks as babies, and she didn't know how to suck one. But it would be worth it, she decided stoically, if it saved her sixty dollars she didn't have and got her the uniform by tomorrow!
Gates smiled, his hand moving further down off Beth's shoulder and onto her trembling tit. The girl closed her eyes as the older man squeezed the pliant little mound a few times, teasing the nipple to pointy awareness under the smooth fabric.
"Nice, very nice, honey!" Gates murmured admiringly, his fingers tugging the uniform's bodice down until the small globe of flesh he had been fondling popped out into his waiting palm. "Ummmm, sweet looking little titties you got, baby! How do they taste, I wonder? Hmmmmm?"
Beth shuddered inwardly but tried to keep her emotions from showing. If she was going to put her body on the line for the outfit, she had to give this horrid man what he wanted. Of course, she also had to get his assurance that he would take her deal.
"Will you do it?" the frightened teen asked.
"I will if you will, baby-doll!" Gates laughed, working Beth's other tit out of the garment and jiggling it.
Chuckling at the little yelp of excitement his initial efforts with Beth's tits produced, Gates leaned forward and sucked one of the teenager's pert handfuls into his mouth. The lecherous store owner sucked all of the girl's throbbing mound in between his greedy lips, whacking the sensitive nubbin of flesh at the mound's tip with the bottom of his tongue as he nursed.
A shiver of strange excitement shot down Beth's spine. Her responsibilities at home had kept her from dating much and the sizzling sensations coming from her previously untouched titties were a revelation to the suddenly weak kneed girl.
"Ooooooh, oh, Mr. Gates! That feels funnnnny!" Beth sighed, fearful of the hot pulses that his tongue and fingers were causing in her toyed with tits.
Gates let the girl's saliva glistening breast cone ease slowly out of his mouth. He gave the now totally aroused young nipple a last fond lick and laughed.
"Ha, baby, you ain't felt nothin' yet!" the turned on shop owner chuckled, turning to the front of the shop. "You park your pretty little ass right here. I'll be right back. This friggin' dump is closin' early today!"
Beth watched as the little merchant ran up to the front of his store and locked it. He laid the sign over, so that it read "closed" outside, and shut off the lights. He came back to the rear of the shop and slid the curtains which blocked off that portion closed.
"Well, now we got a little privacy!" he smiled at the nervous young blonde. "Just sit in that booth, honey, and leave the outfit on. It's cut low enough and short enough to serve our purposes...besides, it makes you look sexy as hell!"
Beth sat in the dressing booth as she had been told, her tits still sticking out of the uniform's low neckline. She felt scared and ridiculous, sitting there with her bare boobies hanging out and her skirt so short it practically displayed her legs and panties as she crossed her legs.
Gates kneeled down in front of her, his eyes ablaze with desire. He grinned at her.
"Open them fuckin' beautiful long legs of yours, sweetheart," he ordered. "There ain't gonna' be no secrets between you and old Gatesy...not in a few minutes!"
Beth gulped and did as she was told. She struggled to get away as the older man reached down and yanked her panties down her firm thighs and over her calves, but they were gone so quickly that there didn't seem to be much point in keeping up the fight.
"Jesus! What a fine, fine little hunk of cunt you are!" Gates gasped, looking down the vee formed by the leggy blonde's tightly closed thighs.
Grabbing her by the kneecaps, Gates pulled the sixteen year old's legs wide apart, like a man snapping a wishbone open. He gazed down into the squirming girl's petal pink cuntal folds and her lightly furred blondeness.
"Oh, baby, am I gonna' have a meal off of that!" the lewd storekeeper promised huskily.
"No! No, don't touch me there!" Beth squealed, fighting to get free once more. "That, that wasn't part of the deal!"
Gates laughed and slid his cheeks down the wiggling high school girl's thighs. His rough beard bit into Beth's smooth flesh as his face descended toward her virginal honey hole.
"Nooooo! No, you filthy...AGHHHHH!" the youngster screamed as the man's tongue licked all around her tiny love pearl, then lanced deeply up into her moistened pussy slit.
Beth beat the cunt devouring merchant with her small fists, the pummeling sound slowly dying away as her punches became weak and disorganized. Gates' mouth was fastened to her rapidly oozing pussy lips like a starfish to a rock. He sucked her slippery girl nectar down noisily and rammed his stiff tongue into her cunt like a wiggling, super slick cock until Beth was groaning with each thrust and rocking her pretty little butt up to meet each penetration. Gates emitted a low, guttural chuckle and moved his lips back until just the tip of the girl's up thrust, tingling clit remained locked between them. With devastating slowness, the experienced cunt licker eased the tiny finger of woman flesh into his mouth, sucking voraciously at the throbbing love button and lashing it with his tongue as he ate it.
"Something...something's happening, to...meeeeeeeee!" Beth wailed as the searing, soul encompassing blast of her first real orgasm tore through her.
Her lover was squeezing her tits, sucking, licking, swallowing, all at the same time. Beth screamed and flung her slender legs around the older man's neck. Her cunt was flying up at his juice covered face as she hunched her pussy up again and again, praying that the heavenly contortions her velvet slit and spasming titties were going through would never die away.
Gates sucked and nuzzled the convulsing girl's twat until the last rapture had ebbed. He kissed her soppy slit and then released her distended nipples. He bestowed a lingering, admiring nibble on each of Beth's pink nubs before standing up in front of the gasping teenager and dropping his pants.
"Now, now it's your turn, blondie!" the panting merchant told his young customer. "I give a lot of satisfaction and I demand the same."
Beth groaned and watched as the older man took off his tie and shirt and whipped off his undershirt. She felt her eyes growing wide with wonder and fear as he pulled down his shorts slowly, revealing a long, thick hunk of hose like meat sticking out of a bed of gray black pubic hair.
"It's, it's sure a big one!" Beth gulped, remembering the tiny worms of flesh her two little brothers had displayed when she had bathed them and diapered them as babies. She had never guessed that such small cocks could grow to THIS size!
"Well, come on, honey!" Gates demanded impatiently. "It's hard and it's ready! Suck that muthafucker, like you promised!"
Beth swallowed hard once again. The whole cock was out of its confining undergarment now, and staring at her. The long wand of firm meat, with its thick purplish head and its monstrous one eye, seemed to be waving tauntingly in front of her, daring the petrified sixteen year old to touch it.
Summoning up all of her courage, Beth reached a trembling hand out and grasped the waggling prick firmly. She drew in her breath as she saw how far the tip and the next few inches of the pulsing staff stuck out of her clenched fist. How would she ever get all of this long, hot tube into her mouth?
"Hey! I agreed to a blow job, not a hand job!" Gates urged her hotly, humping his skinny hips forward so that the head of his prick was only a few inches from Beth's lips.
"Uh, yeah, sure!" the girl stalled, unable to force herself to do anything with the engorged cock other than hold it stiffly in her fist.
"Here, let me help you!" Gates growled, running completely out of patience.
The shop owner grabbed the young blonde by each ear and pulled sharply outward. Beth screamed with the unexpected pain, feeling as if the coarse merchant were trying to rip both ears right off her head.
"EIIIOWWWW!"
Gates smiled and moved forward, burying the head of his cock in the screaming teenager's open jaws. He kept on pushing until half of his enlarged dick was sheathed in Beth's lips.
"MMMMM! Mullllpphhh!" the tortured girl moaned.
Gates merely smiled and eased more of his heated staff into Beth's mouth. He sighed with pleasure and began fucking the innocent teenager slowly, deliberately, using her soft lips like an extra pussy.
"Ohhh, yeah, honey, just keep on suckin' and hummin'! " the middle aged shop owner murmured. "Your lips are eating me just right. Tighter, just a little tighter, baby!"
Beth groaned and ceased trying to spit out the ravaging cock or pull her head back. The pressure of Gates' hold on her sensitive ear lobes was bearable if she didn't try to get away, intolerable if she resisted. Realizing she would have to endure his smelly prick between her lips until he released her, the trapped teenager sat back and did as he asked. She sucked the long, impaling tube splitting her mouth harder, as he requested, waiting for him to let her go.
"Oh! Oh, yeah, that's great!" Gates groaned. "Suck it just like that and use your tongue, honey mouth!"
Getting used to the feeling of having her lips stretched by the older man's lust hardened dong, Beth swirled her tongue around the thick spear of hot meat. The older man whined and bucked his prick even more deeply into the teenager's jaws, the tip of his tool brushing the back of Beth's throat, then plunging into it.
Beth gagged and hacked, trying to dislodge the meaty knob from her constricting throat channel, but the store owner forced it deeper. The choking blonde gasped, tried to keep her lips feeding on Gates' swollen prick staff, knowing instinctively that her pressure on his cock would free her from his lusty mouth fucking more quickly than her weak attempts to pull away.
"Oh, oh, holy fuck, yes!" the shopkeeper moaned in obvious delirium. "K...Keep sucking! Keep bobbing your head like that and using your tongue!"
The teenager realized, to her shock, that her head was moving up and back along the merchant's jerking cock! She was startled to find that her tongue was making slow, teasing circuits of the man's pungent meat stick almost on its own, as her head worked faster and faster up the grunting shop owner's dick. The head of his cock was banging into the base of her throat over and over again now, but the need to choke had long passed!
The man's excitement seemed to transmit itself to Beth as she ate his pulsing prick. The more of the rubbery cock skin slid past her gulping lips, the more she seemed to want. Beth liked the hot slipperiness of cock, and its heady flavor as it left and re entered her mouth a dozen times a minute.
Beth noticed the heavy sack hanging beneath the hot cock she was so urgently sucking. It slapped her in the chin with a steady, rhythmic pulse as the thick tube reamed her mouth.
I'm taking it all! the flaxen haired teen told herself in amazement. She was actually sucking down every last, throbbing inch Gates had to offer!
The two heavy objects bouncing in the merchant's heavy sack tightened in a convulsive jerk. Beth saw the twin nuts snap together, then she felt the long tube in her lips give a sympathetic jump.
"Ohhhhh, oh, fuuuuuck!" Gates moaned at that moment.
Beth's eyes grew enormous as the older man wailed and fucked into her mouth like a man gone wild. The shop owner's dick head grew as big as Beth's eyes just before it jerked and deposited a huge river of hot cream in the surprised girl's sucking mouth.
"UlMmmmm!" Beth gagged, but Gates' fingers closed like vises on her ears, holding her rigidly in place as he ravaged her lips.
Forced to swallow to keep from drowning, the high school girl gulped down mouthful after mouthful of the burning jizz as it emptied into the girl's jaws and down into her virginal belly. Gates; kept growling and sawing his spurting prick in and out of the pretty teenager's pursed lips until there was no more cum to shoot from his clenching, jetting balls. He let the mindless, sucking creature he had created lick the last of his sticky cock cream from the end of his rapidly dwindling dick before he pulled it from her still nursing lips.
"Holy fuck, what a mouth you got!" the satisfied merchant sighed with joy. "You got your fucking uniform, honey. You pay me whenever you can. You do a little of that on the job, you'll pay me in one way!"
Gates laughed and hitched up his pants again. He rubbed his crotch with satisfaction and peered out the curtain at his closed up shop.
Beth swallowed the last of the older man's cum. It was salty, but very smooth and somehow, tasty. She licked the residue from her lips and let it roll down her throat. Sucking pricks was no big deal after all, she decided, pushing her tits back down into her bodice. She wondered why more girls didn't do it; the ones at her high school had always made it sound like such a big deal.
Standing up, Beth peeled off her uniform and left it hanging in the booth. She was surprised at how unselfconscious she felt at being totally naked in front of a man. After all, she told herself, he had already seen all of her goodies up closer than this, and sampled them.
Beth hopped into her clothes once again and elbowed past the benumbed shop owner. She was in a hurry to get away from the lecherous storekeeper, but she couldn't resist turning to face the rapt Gates.
"See that it fits good," she smiled at him. "I kept my part of the deal, you just see that you keep yours!"
"Oh, I will, little girl!" Beth head his voice call after her as she opened the door to leave. "You just remember what I told you, about how to pay me off early!"