Chapter 5
"Nice pussy, bitch," Jimmy said to the redhead girl who was lying on the bed. "Now roll over and let me see that ass of yours."
The girl smiled at him. She rubbed her pussy two more times before actually rolling over. She wanted her cunt to be nice and wet before she started rubbing it against the silky sheet she was lying on.
Her name was Liz, and Jimmy had just picked her up on the street about two hours before. She had looked cold and lost, and he knew that if he provided her with a little heat, she might be willing to work for him.
It wasn't hard to get her back to the hotel room. It usually wasn't.
She had stripped for him willingly while he stood by the door watching. Then she had started to play with herself.
As she rolled over and Jimmy looked at her tight buttocks, he walked over and started to rub one. Her ass cheeks were nice and soft.
"Have you ever been fucked this way, baby?" he asked.
"Lying on my stomach? Sure. I've been fucked that way lots of times."
"But I'm talking about up the ass. When you've got an asset like these two beauties, most guys would cream to take you this way."
He could feel her trembling a little bit, and he slapped her ass playfully.
"You don't even have to answer me. I can tell already that you've never done it this way. Still, I think that you might get into it very easily. Here, why don't you just pop one of these down your mouth."
He handed her a small pill from his pocket. As she rolled over to take it, he cupped one of her large tits in his hand. He liked her thick red nipples, and knew that if she wore the right kind of top, she could sell herself on her nipples.
Any man turned on by nipples would certainly get a thrill from hers, and Jimmy thought that a see-through blouse was a perfect idea.
Liz smiled as she took the pill. A few minutes later, she was feeling nice and relaxed.
Jimmy took off his leather jacket, then opened his shirt. As he sat beside her on the bed, she ran her hands over his black chest fur.
"I like you a whole lot," Liz said. "You're the first guy's been nice to me in the longest time."
"My motto is you be nice to me, and I'll be nice to you."
"I see how nice. About a eleven inches worth of niceness," Liz said, and she moved her hand down to his cock bulge and squeezed it.
"That's right," he said. "Only you're an inch short."
Jimmy ran his hand up and down her body. At times, he would let it rest on her melon-like tits, palming her nipples so that they stayed stiff. Then he would let it wander down her flat belly and over her thick red bush. He touched her pussy lips on occasion, but he was really waiting for the down to take effect so he could start fingering her.
Meanwhile, she was moving her hand to his zipper. She opened it slowly, then reached in to try and pull his cock out. Since he was so huge, and already hard, it wasn't easy for Liz to do that. In the end, he stood up and pulled his pants all the way down, then stepped out of them. His hard cock stood straight out.
She touched it firmly and began to jerk him off.
Jimmy could tell that she had a nice touch, but he also knew that she was going to have to practice a little bit more. For there was an art to touching a man's cock, and in order for a hooker to really succeed, she had to be able to handle it right.
He moaned a little, when she hit the right spots and touched him the way he loved it best. Still, the one thing he was determined to do was fuck her virgin asshole. Once she had it, and learned to love it, he would be able to make deals with some of the Johns on the street for her asshole.
It was worth at least twenty-five a fuck, he thought.
"How you feeling now, Liz?" he asked.
"With my hand on this thing, I feel out of sight," she said to him. "You have the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life."
"Then you've seen a lot of them?" he asked.
"A pretty good number. I was what's commonly known as the high school slut of my high school. I would fuck anyone."
"Did it bother you to be known as that?" Jimmy asked. Her attitude was an important factor, if she was going to whore for him.
"No," she said. "I knew that all those girls were jealous, as they started to masturbate, that is. A lot of them learned how nice it was to come when they masturbated, and I'm sure they must have realized what a great time I was having because I was actually getting fucked. It's better than doing it yourself."
"It sure Is," he said. "How's your head, though?"
"My head. Oh, I don't know. I've never really felt like this before. I feel kind of high and mellow at the same time. I feel like I could do almost anything, as long as my whole body's touched."
"Good, baby, that's what I like to hear," he said.
"Do you know what else I feel like?" she asked, and as Jimmy looked directly into her eyes, he could see how smashed she was already. "Well, when I first saw this cock of yours, I didn't think I could do anything with it. I admired it, of course. I think it's so big and beautiful. But I thought I wouldn't be able to take you in my mouth, and that I certainly wouldn't be able to take you in my cunt. But do you know what?"
"What?" he asked. He liked the way she was babbling. He couldn't wait until she felt his cock in her asshole, however. She hadn't even mentioned that.
"I feel like I could take you all the way in the back of my throat, right now. I'd love to suck on that cock of yours."
"Anything you want," Jimmy said.
He had been planning to have her suck him before anything else. For he knew that the average customer loved to be sucked more than anything else, so it was of major importance that a girl know how to do it right.
Jimmy climbed on the bed and lay beside her, on his back. She moved her head down to his cock and started to lick him.
She did that for only a few seconds. Before he knew it, she had moved her mouth down to his balls, and she was fucking at them like crazy. Jimmy loved to have his balls sucked a lot, and he could feel the pulsing pleasure rising in his cock.
"Oh, baby, that's nice," he said. "Real nice. But it's only my balls. You said you wanted to take my dick all the way back. Show me how you're gonna do it."
She sucked on his balls for a few more seconds, then dropped them from her mouth and mouthed her way back to the head of his cock.
As she opened her mouth and started to go down on him, Jimmy grabbed her ass with his hand and started to pull it over to his face. He wanted to eat her pussy a little, for he knew that he was definitely going to fuck her ass and wanted to bring her off at least once before doing that.
He ran his tongue through the sweaty red hair of her pussy patch. He could taste her sweet sweat, and he licked her for a long time. Then he started to suck on her pussy, clamping his lips to her pussy lips and sucking as hard as he could.
She moaned with pleasure, then moved her mouth all the way down. Jimmy thrust his cock up off the bed a little so that her chin was brushing through his black pubic hairs. He wanted to see how long she could deep throat him without gagging.
When he heard her starting to gag, a few seconds later, he pulled back. She had done a relatively good job, he thought.
As she started to move her mouth up and down his cock, fast and at a nice, steady pace, he felt her cupping his two large balls. She started to squeeze them as she stretched his lightly-haired scrotal sack.
He began to thrust his tongue in and out of her pussy, making sure to touch her clit each time his tongue was deep inside of her. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter, and when her pussy walls started to spasm in orgasm, he was happy.
She seemed to suck on his dick with more concentration than ever as she started to come hard, and he knew that she was trying to bring him off at the same time that she was coming. He could feel his dick starting to pulsate in her mouth, and he concentrated on shooting his load into her mouth.
He started to come when she was lost in the throes of her second orgasm which quickly followed her first.
He was quite pleased with the way she managed to down all his come, without letting any of it drip from her mouth.
As he pulled his satisfied mouth away from her pussy, he let out a moan.
"Nice work, baby, nice work. I think that for the first time, you sure showed some good cocksucking talent."
"Thanks," she said.
"Does it bother you to hear me talk like that?" he asked. For he had noticed a little tension when he talked about her cocksucking.
"No," she said. "It just sounds a little cold."
"What's cold about the word that describes what you just did? You sucked my cock and I licked and sucked your pussy. Baby, you should get used to those words. You'd feel much better, more at ease for it."
"I guess you're right," she said.
As she spoke, he started to turn around. He moved his mouth to hers and felt her starting to lick his thick moustache. He laughed a little.
As he kissed her, he climbed on top of her and ground his limp, but still large cock against her pussy mound. He could feel her moving her hand down to touch him.
Jimmy looked around the room. He noticed the small picture of Ruby on the wall, and he smiled to himself. He thought it was rather vain of Ruby to hang a picture of herself on the wall of her own room.
Soon, it wouldn't be her room anymore, however. He wondered if Liz would keep Ruby's picture hanging up once the room was hers.
No, he thought. Once he dealt with Ruby, he was going to rip it down.
There would be no sense in keeping it up there, for Liz might only start asking questions about who the black girl was. Once he dealt with her, he wanted to forget all about her.
For Jimmy had some idea of what Ruby was planning. He had suspected it for the longest time, just by her attitude toward him whenever he was around. Sometimes, he would see her laughing with Helen, or Jennifer, and as he approached to see what was so funny, she would get so tense.
There was a deep hostility behind her tension, he knew.
That was just the way Mary Mews had been before she planned to leave, Jimmy remembered. Poor, poor Mary, he thought, smiling. She had once been so beautiful, and now, even the best plastic surgeon couldn't fix her up, even if she could somehow get the money to afford the best. No, she was now a lost cause.
Jimmy suspected that Ruby was keeping money from him, and had suspected that on many occasions. Still, there was really no way to check.
However, he did have one way of checking up on her that she knew nothing about.
Her phone in her apartment with that bitch Patty was tapped, and he had everything that she said on tape.
Two nights ago he had heard her talking with Helen Harte on the phone, right after he had left Helen. He knew Helen had been upset, he didn't really give a flying fuck about that. She had screwed him out of money by falling out after taking only two customers on. She should have taken two more.
Jimmy would never forget what Ruby had told Helen about him.
"The only thing he cares about is green and comes in a wad."
He knew it was true, and he wasn't ashamed of it at all. As far as he was concerned, there was no reason to give a shit about the whores who worked for him. They were just pussies and tits, and nothing more.
As long as they kept his money coming in, he continued to pay off the police and protect them from harmful people.
One hand always washed the other, he thought.
But he hated Ruby now for a number of reasons. The first had to do with the black hooker's influence on Helen. He had a feeling that Ruby was going to start making Helen question certain things that he did.
He couldn't afford to lose two girls at the same time.
He hated the thought of even losing one.
And that, he decided, was the most important reason behind his hatred for Ruby. She was planning to leave him, and he knew that the stupid bitch was positive she was going to get away.
Jimmy had no idea who she was leaving with, although he suspected it was the thin black man who had been coming to see her for the past few months. It was rare that a client came back more than once, and Jimmy could understand it, considering the competition all over the city. Once, Forty-second street had been the place, but now, you could find hookers on Fourteenth street and Eighty-sixth street, and almost every other place you happened to walk in the city.
When the tall thin black man had come back to see Ruby a second time, Jimmy didn't think too much of it. He just suspected that his nigger whore had performed better than usual, or at least well enough to make the man want more.
But when he started to come back regularly, at least once or twice a week, Jimmy knew that he would have to have a talk with Ruby.
One night, after that particular John had left, he had pulled Ruby aside as she walked back out on the street.
"Tell me about that dude," Jimmy had commanded.
"No, Jimmy," she said. "There ain't nothin' to tell you. He likes me because I masturbate for him, that's all. Now give me my stuff."
"No, baby, not until you tell more," Jimmy said. He knew that she was dying for a down. She had called him that morning to tell him she needed more, and he had told her he would have them for her that night.
She was dependent on them now, and he liked it that way.
"There ain't no more to tell," she insisted.
"There wasn't nothing to tell before, but you told me you masturbate for him. What else? Is the asshole falling in love with you?"
"No! And anyway, what if he is?"
"Look, baby, it's bad for my business, that's all. I don't want some doting nigger coming along every night thinking he can have you."
"Why not? He fucking pays me, just like everyone else."
"Then give me my share, bitch," he said, holding out his hand. As she counted out the money, he gave her the pills and asked for an extra twenty.
After that, he had walked away. He said very little to her about the thin black man, but he knew she could see how hostile he looked a few days later when the man came back and she started to go upstairs with him.
It had been going on for a few months now.
He knew that Ruby must have been scared of him, too. After all, he had heard Ruby telling Helen about Mary Mews. He was glad that Ruby didn't know the truth for sure, even though she did suspect it.
That meant Ruby was scared of leaving, too, and when there was fear in a person, Jimmy knew, it always meant that the person was quite vulnerable. Ruby was not going to leave him unscarred, he thought, or possibly even alive.
Jimmy could feel his cock starting to swell a little as Liz continued to rub him against her pussy. He liked the way that felt, but he knew it would be better if he entered her asshole limp and then got hard.
It would be easier for her in the long run.
"Hey, Liz, you hot pussy you, why don't you roll over? I wanna rub my dick against that luscious ass of yours. How 'bout it?"
He was kissing her lips softly, running his lips over her ear and neck. He knew how hot that was making her, and when she rolled over, silently, he wasn't at all surprised. She was hypnotized by him and his big dick, just the way they all usually were.
When she was lying on her back, he started to rub his dick between her ass cheeks.
"Oh, that feels nice," she moaned.
"Do you feel the pill, too? Don't you feel nice and relaxed? Like you could do any fucking thing that you wanted in the world."
"Oh, yeah, baby, that's just the way I feel," she moaned.
As she spoke, he spit on his hand, then rubbed the thick wads of saliva over his swelling cock head. His cock head was huge now, and he knew that once it was in her asshole, the shaft would go in easily.
He started to rub his cock head over her asshole. As he began to push his way in, however, he heard her grunt and try to pull away.
"Shit, Jimmy, don't do it to me like that. I'll never be able to take you. Jesus, that fucking thing is hurting. Shit!"
He knew that she was going to scream. He had had enough hassles with the landlord of the scummy hotel, and he knew that it would be bad if she screamed. He moved his hand to her mouth and covered it.
Then he drove his cock all the way into her asshole, with one long thrust.
He could feel her clenching her teeth together, and he was glad she wasn't biting his hand. Had she been, he only would have smashed his other hand against her face until she stopped. It was the only way to deal with her.
Her asshole felt so tight at first, and he waited a few seconds so that her muscles got adjusted to the thickness of his cock.
When she started to breathe a little more steadily, he began to thrust in and out.
He moved slowly at first, until he heard her breathing heavy.
"See how easy it is," he moaned. "See how fucking easy it is to relax that asshole of yours, if you really want to do it. Anything's easy when you want to do it."
"If you have the right drug, too," she moaned.
He moved his lips to her ear and started to lick her. So she knew that the drug was responsible for her being so loose, he thought. In some ways it bothered him, but in other ways, he knew she would agree to do things under the influence of the drug.
That, basically, was all that counted when it came to dealing with Johns.
Once Liz had learned that lesson, she would be a good hooker.
He started to thrust his cock faster, and he felt her lifting her cunt up off the bed. He sensed that she was starting to move her lingers down to her pussy, but he had his fingers there before hers.
He could feel her pussy starting to spasm the minute he began finger fucking her, and when that happened, he felt her ass muscles contracting around his cock. She had to have one of the tightest asses he'd ever fucked.
"Oh, Jimmy," she moaned, burying her head in the pillow. "Shit, this is too fucking much. Too fucking much. I love it. I love you."
He loved hearing that, although he knew he couldn't say the same to her. He knew that he could never love a whore. They were too cheap.
Still, once a girl fell in love with him, she would almost always do anything that he wanted her to do.
Jimmy felt his cock starting to pulsate in her asshole. He sensed that this orgasm would be his most intense, so he continued to drive his thick, long meat. He felt her pussy spasming even tighter.
"Oh, Jimmy, fill me with that come," she started to moan. "I want you to fill me so that I'm drowning in it."
He loved the way she was talking. Dirty talk sometimes helped to excite a john, and he knew that if she continued to talk like that, whenever she fucked, she would be in and out with her Johns fast.
The less time she spent with one, the more she would be able to take on in a night.
His cock was burning with heat as he started to shoot his load into her pussy. She moaned loud and he felt her pussy juices flowing like a flood.
He continued to thrust as he ejaculated five thick loads into her cunt, and even after that point. Her asshole was lined with his come now, and it made the last few thrusts that much more enjoyable.
As he rolled off her and lay on his back, she rolled over and moved her mouth down to him spent cock. She sucked him between her lips and started to suck the rest of his come out, squeezing his balls to drain them of everything.
"Nice," Jimmy was moaning, as he thrust his cock a little.
"I'm glad you like it," she said.
"It's terrific. I was thinking that you could really make a lot of money selling it. There's a market for a girl like you."
Liz smiled at him. She had suspected all along that he was a pimp, looking for some new hookers. Now she was sure of it.
She was happy about it, too. Ever since she had arrived from Tennessee, she had been sleeping on park benches and begging for money. The little money that she got was sometimes enough to buy food with, and when it wasn't, she stole as much as she could.
She didn't mind fucking Many guys had come on to her when she slept out on park benches, and she had asked them if they were willing to pay. Those who weren't were just told to go fuck themselves, and those who were were usually serviced.
However, during the last few weeks her clothes had gotten all torn and shabby. She was so cold every night, and so hungry, too.
This would be a perfect opportunity for her, she thought. And with a pimp to help her, she wouldn't have to worry about anything bad happening to her. She wouldn't have to worry about the cops either. Pimps paid off the pigs.
"What kind of a cut do you get?" she asked him, rubbing his limp cock now.
"Thirty percent of what you turn a night. I expect you to turn at least four a night, and if you fall behind, that's it."
"And the room?" she asked him.
"This will be your room," he said. "You work out of it and live in it."
That made Liz more than happy. Usually, she knew, most hookers were just allowed to work out of rooms. "If she could live there, too, it would be nice.
"And you'll pay the rent for me?" she asked him.
"Of course," he said, and when she smiled, he was glad. The rent was so fucking cheap that he was getting away with murder. "I always pay the rent for my girls, as long as they all work out of this building."
"Fine then," Liz said. "I'm ready to start tonight."
Jimmy had to admire that kind of determination, but he knew that she couldn't start that night. He had his reasons.
"Look," he said to her, "there's another girl who uses this room right now, and I can't let you use it until she leaves."
"Where's she going?" Liz asked.
"I don't know. But she's leaving tomorrow night. She usually works until four, the latest. Why don't you come by at four. I'll see you out on the street." Liz was a little upset. She had wanted to spend the night in the room that night. She wanted a good night's sleep on a hard mattress, like the one she had been fucking him on. Still, it didn't seem like she would be able to change his mind.
Nothing could change his mind. He just knew that he couldn't let anyone else use that room until Ruby had been dealt with.