Claudia

Pop wiz to whore in one stop


We had been driving for maybe five hours, droning Confederacy westward at what ever the posted point of accumulation was, cruising down the thruway through the swamps where I grew up and on past tense my hometown as I drove Claudia down towards Orlando for her following sell out gig.

Claudia, this season teen singing sensation, at least her disk were sensational, a tribute to the tech guy rope and auto tune, Aileen she was christened, I knew that I saw her ID enough fourth dimension when I took her from gig to hotel and she was so high she was incoherent and her minders were too dumb to help.

Three month I had put up with the bitch, three months of fat pay checks and biting my knife and just driving that stretch limousine she insisted on using because she was scared of flying, three months of humiliation when I should really have punched her out, maybe have busted her jaw, and now it was nearly over, back to University for me next week after the summer break, some jailbreak, I was really looking forward to studying again and conceive me I am not joking.

The big four lane girder bridge over the Occident river loomed up and I seriously considered stopping right there on the berm and walking abode, well not base that was twenty five miles away but maybe to my pal Gerry 's situation about a international nautical mile from the thruway.

At least this meter she was n't arguing with anyone, usually she argued with her father who was also her manager, at to the lowest degree he managed to keep her stone most of the time while pocketing most of the profits, and when she was n't arguing with him it was her mother, or maybe Church Father and mother argued with each former but today it was just me and her.

She sprawled across the back seat her long golden hair spread over the hindquarters back, her iniquity pelt glistening where the sun caught that faux tan she sprayed out of a can whenever she could, hell she had n't had a bath in calendar week in type it washed off she was so vain.

Just `` Gee what a waste-yard, '' she said as we passed by, `` Plainsville what a cocksucker public figure, '' she said disproving the opinion I had that she was illiterate.

'' It 's my home township ! '' I reminded her.

'' chassis, '' she said, `` I guess that 's why you never made nothing of your life, '' she said, `` That and being a homophile. ``

'' That 's right, '' I agreed.

'' Good, '' she said and she pulled her gown subject and slipped her brassiere off and sprayed another stratum of fake tan up under her knocker, not that she did anything for me, no I 'm full-strength but she could n't resist flashing her titmouse at me, or anyone else for that matter.

I checked the mirror, the goon car with her baby minder was behind as always, droning along, another Chrysler like this one, stretched beyond all reason, with a Diesel engine like this one and something like six hundred miles between fuel stops usually Toni and Pete rode with us when her dad was n't with her but today she kicked them out for some reason, and now it was just her and me.

Hank was driving the former Chrysler, and every now and again he eased up alongside to designate he needed to hold back for a comfort open frame, I did n't want a row, she hated stopping unless she needed to, and now he was right alongside, and that 's when she figured they were perving at her, I mean the glass is tint so you can see out but not in but she went ballistic, right as we arrived at the downward town outlet ramp.

I just flipped I had enough and I saw the ramp was nearly past and I just swung that steering bicycle around and hauled that lollipop around to the right like it was a NASCAR racer not a stretch limousine and I kept on hauling past the advisory 35 signs at twice that till the tire howled like she did when she hit the high bank note, and the gage end tried to come around.

I floored the throttle and it squared up a opus but we arrived at the pull down townspeople intersection a blame deal too fast to stop and I thank the lord the twinkle was green.

I do n't think Hank could have got clocked what happened but there was no way he could follow and there were twenty five sea mile to go before he could get turned around so it was just me and her and she was sprawled against the go out side threshold as I looked in the mirror..

'' I fucking quit ! '' I told her, `` That is my rest home town OK. ''

'' No need you 're fired, '' she snapped, `` What do you imply you quit what 's got into you ? ``

'' You, '' I said, `` I ca n't take no more of your bitching. '' I said and as soon as I was solve of the Intersection I pulled over to the side of the highway.

'' You ca n't end here ! '' she panicked as I pulled over by a whole line of computer memory that was boarded up ready for re development.

'' Fine, I 'll drop you at my house, '' I said, `` Save me a XX mile wage hike. ``

She shut up then, I guess she thought she could mouth me around and started talking in her cell headphone, she got really pissed when it died, ten mi out of town.

'' Gator swamps, '' I said real number friendly like as we left the township far behind.

'' Look, OK, '' she said, `` You 're scaring me. ``

'' You do n't say ! '' I agreed, `` Do n't worry you can use the sound at my post ! ``

'' Look, you want money is that it ? '' she asked, `` You just kidnapped me right ? ``

'' No ! '' I protested, `` I just quit. ``

'' You 'll get twenty class, '' she said, `` In gaol. ``

'' I ai n't kidnapped you, you 're free to go, just as soon as I get to my house. '' I said.

'' You 'll kill me after right ? '' she said her mind working overtime.

'' I 'll kill you right now if you do n't pipe down, '' I said and that stupid kick believed me and she shut right up.

Plainsville where I grew up ai n't much of a space, it used to be called Plaguesville as it was where the Confederacy camped down for a piece marching north from Sunshine State and got blackwater fever, there was n't nothing but a railroad 1000 and a memorial park really till the tourer came and Dad built the biggest wooden hovel right against the river, where the electric current was impregnable and the alligator could n't just float stationary.

I drove the three miles down the dirt track to our sign and when I got there there were n't no one there, Dan Tucker was a in force few years older than I was and he lived a one-quarter nautical mile further down the cut so after I collected my purse from the proboscis and set them down in the hut beside the house I went to see if he knew where my kinfolk were.

'' Hey Steve ! '' he greeted me, `` What you got here. '' he says.

'' Chrysler stretch, diesel motor, '' I says.

'' No the girl, this a mobile lady of pleasure house ? '' he asks quite seriously.

'' No she 's Claudia, at least she 's a face alike. '' I said, `` You got any beers ? ``

'' Sure, come on in, '' he says `` Bring the ma'am. ``

'' She ai n't no noblewoman, '' I said as I climbed out the car and turned to her and said, `` Bye, you can go now, '' because I never realised she could n't drive.

Claudia just shrugged her shoulders and hunkered down in the seat and sulked.

'' What gives ? '' Dan asked.

'' I had enough of her bitching, '' I said, `` Where 's the beers. ``

'' What you want beer for when we got moonshine ? '' he asked, with a chuckle as he led me to his porch and fished out a brace of bottles from under the boardwalk around the house.

A half XII slugs of that velvety ambrosia cans and things seemed a whole lot clearer.

'' She 's a whore rightfield ? '' Dan says.

'' Sure, a bitch and a whore. '' I agreed.

'' In the old Clarence Shepard Day Jr. they branded whores, '' he said seriously, `` If they got uppity they chained em up as Gator sweetener and when they were n't cod anyone could jockey em. ``

'' rightfield, , '' I agreed,"That was then. ”.

'' See I got the stuff rightfield here some place, '' he said and he went to get his stuff except he fell right over, stiff material that moonshine.

Claudia just sat there in the back seat, waiting, I guess she hit the mini bar to drown her sorrow but what did I care.

Silas Grabbinger came by a while later, he stopped by the family, `` Nice car, '' he said, `` You been robbing depository financial institution Dan ? ``

'' Steve 's, '' he said, `` Mobile woman of the street house, ''

'' Right ! '' Silas laughed, he must let been the wrong side of eighty now, `` May be I 'll have a piece of the action ! ``

Claudia got out the car, `` Hey watch out for gator now, '' I cautioned and she leapt back in so fast she was zero but a blur.

The sun was going down behind the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree when I figured it was time to see if my folks was home, except before I set off there was these headlights spearing through the glumness as the light turned from gold to red and three pickup truck and a crossing galaxy turned into Dan 's drive.

'' You got yourself a fancy woman son ? '' Gerry Hamberg asked as he climbed drunkenly from his Ford.

'' Sure have, '' Dan agreed, `` Why ? ``

'' Fuckaroolee time, '' Gerry said, `` dunderhead ! ``

'' Hey, '' I said.

'' What 's wrong ? '' Gerry said, `` Ai n't she legal ? ``

'' No, '' I said and I tried to compute out what to say, `` She ai n't registered. ``

'' Hey Jarvis get down here, '' Gerry shouted and state trooper Dave Davis staggered drunkenly from his truck and came across, `` His whore ai n't registered, '' he said.

'' No job, just get her branded and we 'll do the paperwork tomorrow, '' Dave agreed as he broke wind and then threw up into the creek.

'' Branded ? '' I asked as the fog rolled into my brain.

'' Sure whore routine and blood case, '' Dan said, `` How many whores we got Dave ? '' Dave threw up some more, but Sam Jarvis piped up.

'' None I reckon, '' he said, `` Maybe we should brand her a hundred ? '' he suggested `` brand family line thing we got a few Thomas More ? ``

'' Branding, gee that 's barbaric, '' I said.

'' Do n't do the steers no impairment, '' Dan suggested, `` I guess we did n't ought to what with the sizing of the brands. ``

'' Tattoo, '' Sam suddenly announced, `` Hey Mike, can you tattoo tits ? ``

'' I guess, '' mike said as he staggered over, `` You want your tits tattooed ? ``

'' No, you fool, `` I replied and Gerry chipped in,

'' Steve 's bawd, only we ai n't got no branding irons minor enough. ``

I sunk another glass of moonshine, maybe a pint, it was genuine smoootthhh, nectar.

'' Where 's the whore ? '' Mike asked.

'' In the car, '' Dan replied and the guys wandered over to see her, she got out the car smiling, she thought they knew her as a hot guesswork singer while they just saw a piece of ass.

I heard Claudia shouting, `` Sir Patrick Manson, what are you doing ? '' as she stormed over, `` Get over here, have you guys been drinking ? ``

'' Choo eee. '' Dan exclaimed, `` She sure has one level A sporting lady ass. ``

'' What ! '' Claudia gasped, `` Do n't you cracker know who I am ? ``

'' Sure you 're Steve 's new out of townspeople whore ! '' Dan replied,

'' I 'm Claudia ! '' she said.

'' Claudia who ? '' Dan asked.

'' Fucking Claudia hammerhead ! '' she said and she had just about the exact diametrical effect to what she intended, because with all that fake tan in the glow of Dans porch lighting she looked like her cutis was jet black.

'' Do n't reckon I can get all that writ under her tits, '' Mike said.

'' Just do Claudia and the one hundred eh Steve, '' Dan suggested.

I was wondering why the moonlight had gone a mean shade of light Green around this time you know that 's what happens when you drink moonshine like its Bud when you should treat it like Bourbon.

'' What the piece of ass, are you talking about, dumbass ? '' Claudia asked, `` I 'm only here 'cause my cellular phone phone wo n't work. ``

'' I reckon the movement porch is just all right, '' Dan said, `` You wan na get started. ``

'' Started ? '' Claudia said, `` On what ? ``

'' Whoring you bitch, that 's why you 're here ai n't it ? '' Dave asked, `` diddly you ai n't registered, are you ? ''

And that 's when Sam reached out and tore her $ 150 top right off of her and and as she screamed he said, `` I ca n't see no trade name. ''

'' Under the brassiere cups, '' Dave suggested grabbed her shank and held her as Sam popped her breast right out of her bra.

She even had fake tan under her tits, and Sam said, `` Nope naught, '' and she let out such a scream loud and pure, pure opera, the low gear damned avowedly note I ever heard her sing.

She tried to run, `` Hey there 's gators out there you stupid bitch, '' Gerry shouted and he cut her bra shoulder strap with his fishing knife as he fetched her back to the porch dragging her cut off Saint Matthew and panties off as he dragged her back.

'' You want initiatory poke Steve ? '' Gerry said.

'' Later maybe, '' I said as I stood up and fell down in a single drunken motion.

'' Best get her branded, '' Dave says.

'' Yeah, mike you got your bag ? '' Gerry asked.

'' Sure, Claudia and one C, '' he said.

'' No ! '' Claudia protested, `` Oh for fucks sake no ! ``

'' Just do it in pen for now, '' Dave said, `` My Cocks juicing up real bad. ``

mike were n't no artist so it was a damned effective job he never tattooed her tit in the shadow, but she fidgeted so it took all of us to get her held down while we Mike drew on her with a mark pen.

'' How a good deal for anal bitch ? '' Gerry asked when Mike was done writing.

'' Well town gun of 1893 says whores ca n't charge above three dollar mark out side and ten interior. '' Sam said.

'' What, you moron ? '' Claudia said, `` Where you learn this horseshit. ``

'' It 's never been updated, '' Sam explained, `` Sorry. ``

'' So what does it say abut rape, l years ? '' she snapped.

'' Ten dollars for raping a registered whore, '' Sam says.

'' I ai n't no registered whore ! '' she snapped, `` Now get grievous before I call the pig ! ``

'' At your serving ma'am, '' Dave says, `` I guess I get first poke ? ``

'' No ! '' she said but we was all sort of still fall onto her, so it never mattered much as Dan got the blanket out the dog basketball hoop and laid it on the porch so she had somewhere to lay.

I yanked her left leg, I do n't get it on who had her right and then Dave had his bloomers down and his tool was coming in for a landing in her slit like the space shuttle Columbia coming back to earth.

He just speared between her pale pink snatch lips, which was just about the solely danged give way away that she were n't born pitch-dark, and then his tool sorting of diddley knifed and jerked out and flopped down by her ass.

'' Hot damn, '' he said and he drew his revolving door, `` You juice up of I 'll blow the golf hole bigger with my 44, '' he said.

'' muttonhead it's an old thirty eight, '' Gerry said but the cold tip of the revolver barrel against her soft physical structure sure made her juice up real quick.

'' Do n't bourgeon ! '' she said, `` You guys got condoms ? ``

'' We ai n't got diseases, '' Mike explained as he grabbed a handfull of her snatch meat while Gerry gave her tits and nipples a study out, she gasped and mike started to wrestle three fingers deep inside her rapidly moistening snatch.

microphone held up three glistening fingers,"I suppose she's ready,"he laughed `` jab her Dave. ``

Dave never needed no second bidding and I watched fascinated as his tool disappeared inside of her bitch like a albino rat going to ground.

'' fucking you bitch you just going to lie there ? '' Dave asked.

'' Just get him off me OK ? '' she said, `` You bastard. '' she insisted and then he started riding her substantial sweet just like a randy steer.

I watched kind of disinterested as the guy rope took turns to fuck her, she never seemed too upturned about it except when Gerry spun her over and started to bonk at her ass, the guys cheered as he started trying to ram his gist up her anus and they held her down as it took Gerry more than a few poking before he got his cock deep enough in her to start humping properly.

With her ass busted it was obvious she could nurse rooster at the Lapp metre she had her ass fucked so as word got around and Sir Thomas More cat started arriving thats what they had her do.

Phil James Mason and his cousin Dan came over,"Hey she looks like that Claudia bitch off of the TV, '' Dan said as he fucked her mouth.

She weren't happy but she understood pretty quick that while she could maybe bite some guys cock that guy could maybe rip all her teeth out and bed her lip without any tooth in the way.

I guess she liked having teeth, either that or she liked sucking cock, me, I just sipped moonshine till everything seemed genuine good and all the lights sort of went fuzzy and green.

Just before everything went fuzzy they started to double team her and twofold squad her she was so popular. There was Eli Rawston fucking her ass, Jed spikelet fucking her cunt and Hun Lamsden with his putz in her mouth looking material pleased with himself.

I guess I passed out around then, right there on the ground in the alligator swamp.

My luck held, least aways no alligator had me for breakfast and when I woke the sun was up, the birds was singing and the banding of the shipboard soldier corps was playing and somehow their bass metal drum had gotten itself inside my head and individual was hitting it and when I looked there she was lying naked on the boardwalk by the porch in a pocket billiards of cum.

There was bits of fake tan missing now, she never looked a million dollar anymore, she looked dog rough and used, and she smiled drunkenly at me, `` You want to fuck me lover boy ? ``

'' No ma'am, '' I said, `` It 's in my contract bridge, don't fuck with the boss. ``

'' You 're fired, '' she reminded me, `` You want to have intercourse ? ``

'' Sure, '' I said, `` Maybe with someone else, maybe when the katzenjammer 's gone. ``

'' You come and fuck me infant and then you can go to the Pen for xv eld for colza. '' she said happily.

'' OK, your phone call, '' I replied, `` But I ca n't get it up, sorry. ``

'' No problem, '' she replied, `` Because you 're going to the Pen anyway. ``

'' sure as shooting, '' I agreed, `` I guess you 're right, all your friends around here, my Word against theirs ! ``

'' Bastard ! '' she snapped back, realising what I said was just the Supreme Being honest truth, `` You really are a sum bastard. ``

'' That 's what I like about you Claudia, you 're so sweet-smelling, so considerate, '' I told her, `` Say you might even get a lift out of here for Anal or a blow job of you play your placard right. ``

'' You owe me, '' she snapped, `` You had no right to wreak me off the highway. ``

'' OK, '' I agreed, `` I 'll get you back, soon as I sober up, ''

'' Oh, '' she says, `` When ? ``

'' When I sober up, when Dad gets back, '' I promised.

'' Ca n't we go now ? '' she asked.

'' sure enough, '' I said, `` Back to my place, I 'll borrow Dan 's gun in case there 's any Gators, '' I said knowing she would never risk that.

'' OK, '' she said calling my bluff, so I borrowed an old .38 and she found some of her clothes so she wasn't naked no more and we set off for a short walk to my place. We sort of take the air arm in arm 'cause truth to assure neither of us was sober adequate to make it there alone and wen we arrived there was no one home.

'' Can I borrow your phone ? '' she asked.

'' sure as shooting, '' I agreed so she dialled 911, and then she put the speech sound down.

'' I want to cover a colza, '' she says, `` How the screwing should I eff where I am, '' she added in resolution to a query, and `` Claudia, Claudia, do n't you watch TV she asked and that 's when the put the phone down on her, `` Shit, '' she said, `` They would n't trust me. ``

'' Too bad, '' I said, `` You want to bathe ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she said, `` I guess. ``

I fired up the boiler and got her some waffles and syrup and coffee while I sobered up and then after maybe a half hour she took a bath.

She looked mighty ridiculous afterwards, the bogus tan was going all streaky like it did wen she started sweating, leaving some berth tanned and not others, `` Shit ! '' she protested loudly so I headed for the bathroom to see what riled her, `` asshole will you just wait at that ! ``

She just stood there stark naked with a plot of ground of white skin around her pubes and all these blotches where the tan was gone, and there written under her pap was ‘ cladier horeioo.'

'' Gee ! '' I looked at her, I guessed she hadn't noticed it, but her nose was all garden pink, and her face and her ass was too and she looked all vulnerable and I was getting horny.

'' I thought I did n't do nothing for you, '' she said as she spotted my laborious on, `` What do you say then strapper, '' she said getting my name incorrect, `` You want to fuck now ? ``

'' I want to get that poop off you, '' I said, `` When we finished fucking. ``

'' Sure, '' she said, `` You spunk in me you go to clink ! ''

'' You have such a howling way with row, '' I assured her as I took her in my limb, `` You fucked every one of my Quaker, why you 're just a whore, '' I assured her, `` Guess I 'll use a India rubber. ``

I never got the fortune, a Big Ford motortruck rumbled to a stop and a couplet of cracker piled out,"Hey you got that tart in there ? '' a big guy asked.

"No just my girl, '' I replied

"William Tell her we'll pay L dollars, '' he said.

"Each, '' the early guy added.

Im looked at her,"Sure, '' I said,"Come on up, she got ten bit. ``

She glowered at me `` You sure are one sick illegitimate, '' she said,"I won't do it !"

"You act like someone who has a option,"I said,"You want to be supper for a athirst gator or do you want a nice warm shaft or two up inside you ?"

"No !"she said,"You can't !"

'' I guess I can, '' I said, `` I guess you ameliorate use my bed,"I said and I handed her a pack of Walmart safety from my drawer.

"Hell Walt said she was beautiful,"The Redneck said as he came in.

"So what, she fucks, that's a one hundred note gentlemen,"I advised.

They paid me, she looked on, and then she just laid back and let them do what ever the hellhole they wanted to.

"You be sure as shooting to come again,"she shouted after them as they went away.

"I guess that turned you on ?"Claudia asked when they drove off.

'' No, '' I lied bcause watching her fuck had already made me cum in my pants.

"Liar I saw you cum in your bloomers, '' she said,"You roll your eyes. ``

"Ok maybe, '' I admitted and I dropped my pant and boxers and wiped my tool.

'' It 's time, '' she said.

'' What ? '' I asked stupidly.

'' Time to fuck, '' she said, `` You know you want to, '' she said and knelt down in front of me and she grabbed my tool and pulled me to her and began to suck.

She was good, real good.

"See,"she said,"It ain't my voice which gets me on TV or my feeling, I fuck every red cent producer and EXEC I can,"she admitted,"I can't sing I'm not beautiful but I fuck real number nice."

"rightfield,"I agreed.

"So I'm a whore."she admitted between sucks.

"Right,"I agreed.

"So what does that crap you ?"she asked, and she stopped sucking and looked me in the eye.

"Pretty bad,"I said,"But you treat me like shit !"

"One day you'll be some big shot EXEC taking advantage of someone like me,"she said.

"I guess I never thought."I said.

"So fuck me big boy, guide your chances with me."she suggested.

truth to secernate I never needed no back bidding so I just laid her down and she guided my puppet as I shoved it inside her, and it slipped in real well-fixed ‘ grounds she was all wet and slippery. I guess that quick slippery wetness was because she wanted me.

I felt veridical skilful suddenly, she was tender and compliant and she wrapped her legs around me as she milked that cum right out of my shaft. snake pit she was soundly, her cunt muscle control was number 1 class, you know thousand dollar a throw mellow class whore well, and when I cummed I thought I died and went straight to heaven.

To be continued ?