Chapter 1

"I can't take these fucking streets much longer," Ruby Darling said to her friend Helen Harte as they stood on Forty-second street peddling their wares. "You see the same shithole scum everyday."

Helen smiled, then lit another cigarette. As she did, she adjusted her tits a bit so that her cleavage looked even more inviting. Most of the men looking for action on the street seemed to be into tits-more than anything else.

Helen had learned that her first week, and although she had a nice set of tits to begin with, ever since she had been hooking she had been wearing bras that accentuated them even more.

"Ruby Darling, darling," she said, laughing at the pun. She was sure that Ruby's last name could not possibly be Darling, but that was what the black hooker liked to be called anyway. Helen could understand it. She used a phony last name, too. "You say that all the time, every night. Shit, just get it through your head that this is your life. God has put us on the earth for different things, and you're here for fucking."

"Then where's the fucking clients?" Ruby asked.

As the black girl spoke, she pulled a thin joint out of her small bag. She lit it and inhaled deeply. Then she handed it to Helen.

"I don't know," Helen said. "Shit, if I don't get a trick soon, I'm gonna call it a night, know what I mean?"

"Jimmy won't like it."

"Fuck Jimmy."

"You wish you could, don't you?" Ruby asked.

Helen had to nod. Jimmy was their pimp, and she had only fucked him once, the first time she was trying to sell herself. She thought back a bit.

When she had first come to New York, she had known what her destiny was. However, she didn't know that a hooker had to have a pimp on Forty-second street, and she had gone out freelance. She hadn't been standing on the corner for more than five minutes when a white man with a moustache so thick it covered his top lip passed her by.

"How much?" he asked her.

"Twenty," she said, and as soon as she said that he pushed her against the wall. He moved his knee right between her legs, threatening to knee her in the cunt. Helen would never forget how scared she had been then.

When the man had started laughing, the tension had eased up a bit.

"I could kill you," he said, with a nice tone in his voice. "But I can tell that you're rather dumb. You could get killed, by anyone else. Look, baby, you need a pimp to work these streets. They protect your tender ass, know what I mean?"

She had nodded, but her she was too scared to talk at the moment.

"Luckily I happen to be one of the top pimps. Now you come with me this instant and let me check out your wares."

He had taken her up to a seedy hotel room, right off the street. As soon as they were in the room, he had told her to strip.

For a few seconds, Helen thought that he might have been lying. She thought that he might have been a John out for a free fuck. However, as he sat down, he pulled this huge knife out of his pocket and placed it on the night table by the bed.

She knew that she would have to fuck him no matter what, whether he was a pimp or not. For if she tried to escape, she was sure he'd use it.

Helen peeled off her clothes slowly. She noticed how he grinned when she pulled her bra off and her tits popped out. Her nipples were stiff, from a combination of fear and excitement. She started to pull off her dress and panties, and when she was naked, he told her to walk right in front of him.

"The name is Jimmy, by the way," he said.

He moved his hand to her pussy bush and started to go through it. She thought that he was checking for lice because he was doing such a thorough job. When he was finished, he moved his hand down to her pussy lips and stroked them.

She could feel her knees buckling, and he clicked his tongue against the top of his mouth.

"Shit, baby, you have to have better control than that."

He started to slide his fingers in and out of her pussy. He found her clit right away and began to wiggle it back and forth, rather fast. Helen was coming in a matter of seconds, and she looked at the way her juices dripped all over his hand.

"Hot. That's the way a good hooker should be, whether she is or isn't. Now I don't know if you're putting this on or not, but I don't care. Clients like it when your pussy spasms good and hard. Remember, the faster you make them come, the quicker you can get back out on the streets for another."

As he said that, he pulled her over to the bed and pushed her on her back. Then he got up on his knees and started to strip off his clothing.

She noticed that he was rather thin. She could see his ribs sticking out, and she did like the way he had a lot of black hair covering his chest.

When he slid his pants down, however, she gasped.

His cock was hard, but, it was the longest and thickest cock she had ever seen in her entire life. He had to be at least twelve inches long.

When she gasped, he started to laugh. He climbed his way up her body, moving that huge hunk of meat to her mouth.

"I know that I might be big, but I think if a girl can take all of this, then she can take any other cock she's bound to run across. That's why I personally like to take on each girl a first time."

As he said that, he rubbed his cock head over her lips. She could feel his low hanging balls rubbing against her neck, and she moved her hands to them and started to squeeze them, hoping it would make him excited and make him come faster.

"No, baby," he said to her. "One thing you learn, and you learn it good and fast, is that you don't do a thing unless the man tells you. Some men don't like having their balls touched. I love it myself, but if I didn't I might beat the shit out of you."

"What?" she asked, terrified.

"Don't forget, there's always that threat. The guy is stronger than you."

Since her mouth had opened with her question, Jimmy took the opportunity to ram his cock between her lips. He rammed his way in all the way to the root, and she could feel his thick cock head moving back in her throat.

She started to gag on it, and he laughed a little bit. Then he grabbed her head and started to fuck her face, good and hard.

Helen's eyes started to tear right away. She could hardly breathe with a cock that thick in her mouth, and he was thrusting fast and hard. It took a few minutes before she was able to work out a breathing rate, inhaling through her nose each time he pulled his cock back a little bit.

When he started to pulsate, she was sure that he was going to rip her jaw right open. However, his ejaculations started soon after the intense cock pulsations, and she felt him spurting his come out onto her tongue. He moaned loud, and she moved her hands to his buttocks to massage them.

She could feel how sweaty his buttocks were, and that assured her that his orgasm had been quite intense and passion-ridden.

"Oh, baby, good, good," he moaned. "Keep flicking that tongue against the head of my cock. When a man's coming the head of his cock is the most important thing. You can literally drain all the energy out of the guy by doing that."

Since working the streets, Helen had discovered that what he said was true.

However, she couldn't drain all the energy out of Jimmy that one time with him. When he had spent his load, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and readied her for the next thing.

"Only have to check your pussy now, baby," he said. "I have to see what kind of a fuck you are. If you're good, I'll take you on. Even if you're not, I probably will. You see, I have this theory about hooking. It's like driving. You really don't learn to drive until you get your license, no matter how much training you've had. You really don't learn to fuck a client, either, until you've done it a few times. Still, I want to see if you're responsive."

With those words, he moved his mouth down to her pussy and ate her for a few seconds, until she was wet and coming.

Then, he pushed her legs up over her head and shoved his limp cock into her cunt. Jimmy's limp dick was the size of an average hard cock, so he was still a decent fucking size. He thrust his way in and out of her pussy slowly, and she could feel some clit contact being made. Her pussy continued to spasm.

After a few more seconds, Jimmy started to get excited again, and she felt his cock beginning to grow in her cunt.

"Oh shit, it's so big," she moaned as she felt him stretching her pussy walls. "I don't know if I'll be able to take it all. I don't know."

"Sure you will. You already got it in you. Just hold it there."

He thrusted a little slower, until his cock ad swelled to its full size. By that time, her elastic-like pussy walls had stretched to accommodate him. Then he started to fuck her faster. She could feel his cock making the best contact with her clit. He didn't even have to move and he was making contact, but when he did thrust, her little love knob wiggled back and forth like crazy.

She felt it throbbing with delight, and her whole body was bursting with sensation.

"Now that's a responsive cunt," Jimmy said, which was his way of telling her he would take her on and pimp for her.

She felt his hard balls hitting her ass each time he thrust in deep, and soon his cock was pulsating and shooting its cream deep into her cunt.

As he came, it started her up all over again. He moved his fingers to her nipples and pinched them during her orgasm.

He stayed inside of her for the longest time after he had fucked her, just to keep her passions at a high. However, he didn't wait to get another erection. He soon pulled out and walked over to a sink.

"One thing. Make sure you always wash yourself afterwards. And do the guy's dick before you let him touch you. Afterwards, if he wants to wash it, that's cool, but you don't have to do it yourself. Got it? Now get dressed and start working."

Before he sent her down, he handed her two pills. He told her that they were downs and they would make her relax on the streets.

As Ruby handed Helen the joint she was smoking, Helen wondered if Ruby had any downs with her now. Usually, Jimmy supplied her with some, for a moderate price. However, she had taken her last two and felt she needed another.

Ruby had one more with her and sold it to Helen.

"You know why I'd like Jimmy's cock now?" Helen asked the black hooker.

"Yeah, I know why. The same reason we all would. Once you've been fucking around for a while, your pussy stretches. I think that I need a cock the size of Jimmy's to really bring me off the way I'm used to getting off."

"That's the reason," Helen said, smiling.

The two of them stood there a few more minutes. One man passed by, and when he stopped in front of them, Helen got a little nervous.

The man was a short, middle-aged balding guy who looked like he could have had a streak of insanity in him. Helen didn't want to go with him, and she was glad when he just passed by to check out the girls down the block.

"Did you get a load of that one?" Helen asked.

"Yup. A sadist if I ever saw one. Let him go down the street and pick up one of the girls who likes that kind of shit."

"Right," Helen said. "I had one sadist, once, and after I was through with him, I vowed never again. Never again. That fucking guy whipped the shit out of me, then left me tied without paying me."

"No kidding?" Ruby asked. "I think I had him, too. Short blond man."

"Right. That scumbag. I haven't seen him around lately, but I know that if I did I'd probably go kick him in the balls. Shit, it looks like it's gonna rain. How do I look now? Huh, Ruby?"

It was a breezy night and Helen could feel her short hair blowing in the wind. She had finished adjusting her tits now, opening the next button down so that even more cleavage showed. It looked like her tits would fall out of her dress if she moved.

"How do you look now, honey?" Ruby asked. "You look cheap, that's how."

Helen smiled at her friend. As far as she was concerned, that was the look she was going after, and she took it as a compliment.

Helen was very stoned now. She had popped the down into her mouth as soon as Ruby gave it to her, and Ruby's joint had been very strong.

"Hey, look over there," she said, pointing across the street. There were two boys standing there, eyeing them. "Do you think they're old enough?"

"Who the fuck cares," Ruby said. "Look, I've already turned three tricks tonight. I want one more and then I'm splitting. If they come over, maybe we can get them to take us both on. A foursome."

"Terrific," Helen said.

She had only been working on the streets for six months now, and she had been involved in one foursome before. She liked it a great deal because that meant you worked with another girl. When there was another girl there, Helen was less scared.

For the truth of the matter was, the blonde girl was usually a little frightened with each customer as she led him up the stairs to her room. She had learned how to overcome that fear, to a degree, but there was always still a bit of initial fright with each new man she met.

For each time she walked up the stairs, she thought of Jimmy's threat.

"The man is always stronger than you are, and he can beat the shit out of you."

Once she had seen one of the girls in the hospital after she had been beaten. Her face was bruised so badly that Helen knew the girl wouldn't be out on the streets again for another month. That would be one whole month without work.

"Look, they're coming here," Ruby said, wetting her lips more so that she looked sexier. "I don't care who I take. Let's just do this good."

Helen could get a better look at the two boys as they approached.

One had sandy blond hair and looked a little older and more mature that the other boy with the sleek black hair. They both looked like they couldn't have been more than seventeen, however.

"Are you two free for the night?" the blond boy asked.

"The night?" Ruby said, smiling so that her white teeth looked inviting. "It can run into a lot of money, for the night."

"For whatever you usually do then."

"Let me put it this way," the black girt said. "One orgasm costs you this much, then two costs you a little more."

"Oh. Well, my friend here is a virgin. I think he'd only be able to go at it once, and it might not take too long."

"And you're more experienced?" Ruby asked.

"Uh huh. I've fucked a few girls."

"Look," Helen said, interrupting, "what exactly do you want? Do you want to fuck us or do you want us to suck you off?"

"We'll play it by ear," the boy said. "In the meanwhile, could we go somewhere. I feel a little uncomfortable here."

Helen could understand why. She saw a cop pass her by, and she smiled at him. Ever since the new station had opened on Forty-second Street and Broadway, there were more cops on the pussy patrol. All they did was make the customers more nervous.

For it was rare that they ever busted a girl for standing on the street selling herself, unless she was a freelance hooker. The ones with pimps were protected by the pay-offs to the cops, usually.

"Come on then," Helen said. She usually stood right outside the door to the hotel room she worked out of, as it was always so convenient that way. She turned and started to walk up the stairs. The blond boy followed, with the black-haired boy right on his tail. Ruby was the last one up the stairs.

As Helen opened the door to her room, she saw a roach on the wall. She reached over and smashed it with her open palm, then smiled at the boys.

"Now, before we do anything, let me just give you the rates. A fucking orgasm costs a little less than a sucking one, and if you want both, we can give you a break."

As Helen spoke, she noticed that the two boys looked uncomfortable. She moved toward the blond boy and touched his cheek.

Meanwhile, Ruby had walked over to the bed and she was beginning to strip. She slid her dress zipper all the way down, then pulled the dress off. She was clad in a black lace bra, panties, garters and stockings. She opened the bra and her chocolate brown tits popped out.

Helen had never seen Ruby naked before, and when she saw her two black nipples, she thought that they looked just like two large chocolate chips.

"Which boy wants me?" Ruby asked, sliding her panties down to reveal a thick black pussy bush and two red cunt lips. She left her garter and stockings on and looked particularly hot that way.

"I think you should go with her, Joe," the blond boy said to the black-haired boy.

"You got yourself a virgin then, Ruby," Helen said. "Be gentle."

As Helen spoke, she moved her hand down to the boy's cock bulge. She started to rub it and he closed his eyes and moaned. She pulled his zipper open and pulled out a nice, hard six-inch cock.

She took hold of his cock head and led him to the sink. As she started to wash him off, he opened his eyes and looked at her with surprise.

"Always got to do this," she said.

He closed his eyes as she started to wash his balls with the washcloth, too. When she was finished, Ruby pulled Joe over to the sink.

While Helen had been washing the blond boy, Ruby had been stripping Joe.

He looked even younger, naked, Helen thought as she glanced at the virgin boy. He had a thick patch of black hair around his hard six inch cock, and some hair under his arms. Aside from that, he had a smooth body that looked a little undeveloped.

Still, when it came to her business, the cock was all that had to be developed.

"Now what exactly do you want?" Helen asked the blond boy.

"You can suck me first," he said. "I'll be able to get it up again."

She smiled at him and nodded. She kissed him on the lips, something that she normally didn't do with a customer. However, she decided that she liked him. He had a nice cock, but more than that, he was wearing nice clothes. She was sure that he must have been some rich kid from Long Island who came into the city with his friend for the night. She figured that the better the treatment, the more the tip.

As she kissed his lips, she started to unbutton his shirt.

He had a chest full of light blond hair, and she pushed some of the hair away from his nipples and started to kiss them. They were quite hard.

As she worked on him, she took the chance to look over at Joe, the virgin boy. She had had one virgin since working, and she had really loved it because she did everything slowly to teach him about sex.

Since he knew nothing, it had been so much fun.

When she looked at Ruby, she could tell that Ruby wasn't even bothering with giving the boy a lesson. She was lying on her back, her large black tits heaving up and down, and holding the boy's cock so that his cock head was rubbing against her pussy lips.

She was moaning, and Helen wanted to laugh. It had to be the phoniest moan she had ever heard, yet the boy didn't know that and that was all that mattered.

Helen moved her hand to her boy's belt buckle and opened it. She let his pants slide down to his knees, then sunk down to the floor.

His cock was pulsating by the time she opened her mouth and took him in, and that was one of the reasons she had spent so much time kissing his nipples. She knew that it would excite him fast and the result would be a quick orgasm.

She sucked him all the way in the back of her throat and felt his hands on her head. He seemed to be applying a great deal of weight to the top of her head, and she knew that he was supporting himself so he would stand throughout the sucking.

"Shit, this is terrific," he moaned.

"Helen always is," Ruby said from the bed.

Helen could feel the boy starting to thrust his cock faster and faster, and soon he was pulsating and shooting his come into her mouth. She sucked it all out and let it slide down her throat.

As soon as she dropped the boy's cock from her mouth, he sunk to his knees, right in front of her. He moved his lips to hers and kissed her.

Then he started to undress her. He opened all the buttons in front of her dress and she pulled it off. Then he reached for the clasp in the front of her bra and opened it. When her tits were exposed, he moved his fingers to each nipple and pinched them.

Helen looked over at the bed.

The young black-haired boy was thrusting his ass up and down quite fast now, and she wasn't really sure if Ruby was faking her orgasm or not. The black hooker was moaning so loud, and she was rubbing her legs over the boy's taut buttocks.

"That's good baby, real good," she was moaning. "Now grind that dick of yours while you thrust it, okay. Just grind, baby, grind."

Helen watched as the boy started to grind a little, and she was glad that Ruby had told him to do that. At least the kid would learn something with this first fuck.

She felt the blond-haired boy moving his hand into her panties now. He pushed them down so that her pussy was exposed, then spread her pussy lips.

"Now what makes you work?" he asked. "What exactly?"

Helen smiled at him. So, she thought, you're not the big expert like you were trying to make yourself out to be. You were probably bragging in front of your virgin friend to make him think you were so fucking experienced. How fucking cute!

Her clit was exposed, and she wiggled it back and forth with her fingers.

"This," she said, "is my clitoris. It's my own personal cock. I get all my pleasure from that when it's rubbed and stimulated. Remember that."

As soon as she let go, he moved his finger there and took her little love knob between his fingers. He started to wiggle it back and forth gently, and she could feel a nice swelling in her pussy.

Sometimes Helen had to fake her orgasms, too, like any other hooker. She was grateful for those times when she got turned on, however, for it always made it so much easier with the client. She always felt a little more honest with them.

As the boy felt her pussy spasming, he gasped.

"Wow, that's sensational!!"

Suddenly, there was a loud groan from the bed, and Helen looked over. The black boy had his cock thrust deep in Ruby's pussy, and his whole body was contorting. His face was red and his breathing pace was fast.

"Fill me with that cream," Ruby was moaning. "Right, baby, right, keep pumping that come into Ruby's hot hole. Cool me off with that come, baby."

Helen wanted to laugh, but she knew it would have broken the sexual mood that Ruby was trying to set with her moaning. Instead, she looked back at the blond-haired boy.

"I'm coming now," she moaned. "Wanna eat me?"

"How much?" he asked. She smiled at him. Apparently, the boy wasn't as naive as she took him to be.

"If you can eat me and get it hard before I come, I'll throw it in for nothing. If you can't, it will be an extra ten."

"You've got yourself a deal," the boy said.

She lay back on the carpeted floor and spread her legs. Then she felt the boy move his mouth down to her pussy. He stuck his tongue in and started to flick her clit back and forth, slowly. As he did, she felt her pussy spasming lightly.

She could also sense a kind of jerking action, and when she looked up she saw that he was tugging on his cock furiously, trying to get himself hard again.

She rested her head back on the floor and looked at the bed.

Joe had pulled out of Ruby, and he was lying next to her. The black hooker was running her hands up and down his body, playing with his cock more than anything. As she caught Helen's attention, she winked at her, then licked her lips.

Then Ruby spoke to the boy.

"I think you should be able to get it up again," she said, running her hand over his nipples and pinching them hard.

Helen knew that Ruby just wanted to get him up again so they could charge more money when it was over. She couldn't blame Ruby. If the boys were rich kids from Long Island, chances were they had a lot of money to spend with them.

Helen felt her pussy starting to spasm hard and then she started to come. The boy's tongue licked all her pussy juices out, and she was happy because she knew that she was going to have to charge him more.

However, he stopped licking her at one point and then kissed his way up her body. As he moved his cock near her pussy and rubbed himself there, she knew that he was hard. She had been wrong. The fast jerking had obviously gotten him stiff again. He was in perfect shape for fucking, and he moved his cock right into her pussy with one long, hard thrust. His balls slapped against her ass.

"Oh, baby," Helen moaned, wrapping her legs around the boy's ass. "That's good. Just keep fucking me like that. So good."

He really wasn't that terrific, she thought, but she knew she could never tell him that. The idea was to make him think he was the best.

His cock was making nice contact with her clit, but he was thrusting for his own satisfaction, and not for hers. Helen couldn't blame him, however. After all, he was paying to satisfy himself, and as long as that was the case, he could do whatever the fuck he wanted, as long as he paid when he was through.

She looked back at the bed.

Ruby was having trouble getting the kid cock hard. Helen knew that Ruby could have easily moved her mouth down and sucked him off, but had she sucked him with no hard-on resulting, there would be a hassle later on when it came to money.

Helen felt the boy's cock spasming in her pussy and then he started to come. She was kind of glad when it was all over.

For the boy had made her come while eating her, but he hadn't brought her to an orgasm while fucking her.

As he climbed off her, he looked up at his friend.

"How was it, Joe?" he asked. "Did you do it all right?"

"Oh, honey," Ruby said to the blond-haired boy, "your friend is the best lay I've have in years. The best, for a first timer."

Joe smiled at Ruby, and Helen had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. When Ruby spotted that, she gave Helen a dirty look. Then she climbed off the bed and walked toward the sink to wash her pussy out.

"Too bad he can't get it up again," Ruby said as she ran the water and soap through the washcloth. "However, we had one fuck. That's twenty."

"And one here, and a blow-job. That's another twenty."

Helen was purposely charging the boy ten dollars extra, and she was happy when he pulled his wallet out and started to count out the money. The wad of bills that he had in his pocket was incredible.

"Now you'll never forget this birthday present, Joe," he said. "It's costing me enough to buy it for you."

The boy counted out sixty dollars and handed it to Helen. She was putting on her bra at the time, and she stuffed the bills into one cup. However, she was pissed.

"Didn't you ever hear of tips?" she asked.

The boy flushed.

"I didn't know that you were supposed to give tips," he said.

"You're not supposed to, but some people do. When they're treated as nice as my friend and I treated you, there's no reason not to."

The boy pulled out two more ten dollar bills and handed them to Helen.

She stuffed them in her bra, then walked to the sink. Ruby had finished washing her pussy, and Helen took the wash cloth from her. Now that they had been paid, the two of them practically ignored the boys.

Both of the boys dressed fast, and by the time Helen had cleaned her cunt, they were standing near the door, ready to leave. "Thank you for everything," the blond-haired boy said.

"Yes, thank you," his ex-virgin friend said.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, both hookers started to laugh. Ruby walked over to the bed and began to dress.

"Shit, Helen, that was the shortest and best paying job ever."

"Right, Ruby," Helen said, pulling the money out of her bra and counting Ruby's share. She handed the black girl thirty dollars.

"Hey, we got eighty from them," Ruby said. "Half of eighty is forty."

"But I blew and fucked my boy," Helen said. "You only fucked your boy and then get a ten dollar tip."

Ruby looked like she was about to kill.

"Look, Helen," Ruby said, "I don't want to argue with you. I just want you to hand me my extra ten dollars now, before I beat the shit out of you."

Helen had never seen the black girl so tense before. She was suddenly quite scared herself, and realizing that it was better to pay the money than fight, she pulled another ten out of her bra and handed it to Ruby.

As soon as the money transaction had taken place, the girls were like the best of friends again. They finished dressing and tidied up the room.

"How was that boy for a first timer, in truth?" Helen asked.

"Eh! Look, he was my fourth tonight and by the fourth, I don't give a shit."

"Well, you certainly made him feel good. I wouldn't be surprised if you see him a few more times. He seemed to like you."

"I hope to God that I'm not working these streets too much longer."

"What do you mean by that?" Helen asked, as they walked out of the room.

"Shit, girl, I've had it here. I've got to get out of this business."