Skanky Town
Chapter 20 — Sara Gives In
She was going out of her fucking mind. That’s what Sara McKinley kept telling herself.
She looked at the clock on the wall. Only an hour before she closed up shop and she could finally go home.
Only an hour, she told herself. That sounded so innocent like it wasn’t a whole lot of time but for someone like her, an hour could be an eternity. She knew what she needed. She needed sex. She needed to give and to receive and frankly, she didn’t much care who her partner was.
She heard the bell on her shop door. A customer, she thought. Just what she needed. Something to take her mind off her needs.
Unless, of course, he was cute, and then ...
Geez, she didn’t want to think about that.
She looked up. Oh thank God. The customer was a woman. Of course, it wasn’t like she was immune to women and this one was rather nice looking.
“Can I help you?” she asked from behind the counter.
The woman looked up as if she were seeing Sara for the very first time. “Oh hi,” she said breezily. “No, I’m just looking.”
“Take your time,” Sara told the woman. Hell, take all the time in the world.
Oh damn. The woman bent over to look at some bottles of shampoo that Sara kept in stock in her shop and that’s when Sara got a nice look at the woman’s ass. Very nice, she thought. Very nice indeed. She wouldn’t mind ...
No. Mustn’t think that way.
Oh thank God. The woman had straightened up although that wasn’t much better. God, she was hot.
Don’t let her catch you looking at her, Sara told herself, although truth be told, what else was there to look at. There was no one else in the shop.
“Are you sure I can’t help you?”
Oh God, Sara told herself. Don’t say that. You sound too eager.
“I think I’m doing fine,” the other woman said.
Better than fine, Sara thought. Nice ass. Nice bod. Nice face, but best of all were those lips. She wouldn’t mind kissing those lips.
Oh geez. Don’t go there. Don’t!
The woman picked up a pack of gum and approached the counter. “I guess all I’m going to get is this.”
Sara swiped the gum in front of a bar code reader. “That’ll be seventy-nine cents,” she said.
The woman handed Sara a dollar bill. “Actually,” she said as Sara returned the change, “I think maybe there is something you can help me with.”
“Yes, of course. What can I do for you?”
The other woman took Sara’s hand. “Tell me. Were you the one who was here when that other woman went to jail. Susan, I think her name was. Were you here for that?”
Sara would have pulled her hand away but she found she couldn’t. Oh sure, she could have. It wasn’t like the other woman was holding her that tightly but she just didn’t want to.
“Were you here for that?” the other woman asked again.
“Yes.”
“That must mean you like girls. Or do you like girls and boys? Or was it just her?”
Oh geez. This was wrong.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you like talking about this?”
“I like it just fine,” Sara said and then a moment later, she was wondering why she said it.
“So tell me. Do you like girls?”
“I like girls and boys.” Oh God. Why was she saying that?
“That’s nice to hear. So if you like girls, tell me. Do you like me?”
Shut up. Shut up! Don’t say a fucking word. Just shut up.
“Yes, I like you.”
“Oh, that’s good. That’s so good to hear. Do you know why?”
Sara shook her head. It didn’t really matter what the other woman said. Not anymore.
“It’s good because I like you, too.”
Sara couldn’t help but gasp. She wasn’t sure if she’d been holding her breath waiting for that or if it just came out that way but either way, she loved it.
“You know what I want to do?”
Sara shook her head.
“I want to make love to you.”
Sara couldn’t help but gasp again.
“I’m sensing that maybe you’re thinking the same way.”
Sara couldn’t help but nod breathlessly.
“Good. I want you too. I’m a guest here at the hotel. Did you know that?”
Sara shook her head. She’d guessed at it but she hadn’t known that.
“You’re done here in about an hour, aren’t you?”
Sara nodded. “More like an hour and a half actually,” she mumbled.
“An hour and a half then.” The woman gave Sara her room number. “I’m going to go up to my room and I expect to see there in an hour and a half.”
“But—”
The other woman put a finger over Sara’s lips. “I don’t want to hear no. I want to hear yes. You are going to come up and see me when you get off work.”
“But—”
The other woman shook her head. “You are going to come see me.”
“Yes.”
Somehow, that helped. Knowing that she had a date set seemed to take the edge off. It was totally against the rules to have sex with the patrons of the hotel, but what did that matter? What mattered was the sex.
She closed up shop and she was locking the door when the manager came up to her. “I’ve been watching you,” he said.
Sara nodded but inwardly, she couldn’t help but wonder if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
“You seem to have yourself more under control these days.”
“Yes, sir.”
“It seems like our little trick is working then.”
“Yes, sir,” Sara said. It wasn’t like she was even wearing the device, but she didn’t want to tell her boss that. “Listen, I’ve got to go.”
“I understand,” the man told her. “I just wanted to tell you, I was watching you and how proud I am of your progress.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. But I really have to go.”
She’d meant to go straight to the elevators but she couldn’t do that with the manager watching her so she went to the restroom instead. Give the man some time to find something else to do.
Oh but geez, sitting there on the toilet. She couldn’t help but let her fingers slide between her legs. Oh geez. She was so hot.
It was some time later when she finally emerged from the bathroom. At least Mr. Willingham wasn’t around. Sara quickly made her way to the elevators and then she made her way up to the guest’s room.
“You’re late,” she was told at the door.
“I know. I’m sorry, but the manager stopped me when I was closing up.”
“It’s okay. Come on inside.”
It was weird, Sara thought. That last hour on the job and then having to dodge Mr. Willingham and all she could think about was that woman with the great ass and now here she was, and something seemed off. She couldn’t seem to identify what it was, but something was definitely off.
“I saw you looking at me today at the shop.”
Yeah, but again, something seemed wrong.
“You looked like you wanted something.”
She did want something, Sara told herself, but what did she want.
“You’re shy,” the woman said. “I like that. I like that you’re shy.”
“Why?”
The other woman ran a hand along Sara’s arm. “Isn’t that obvious?” she asked and Sara shook her head. “I like that you’re shy,” the other woman said, “because that means it’s up to me to see if I can get you out of your shell.”
Mmm, Sara thought. There was something about the way the girl said that.
“Like right now, I’m sensing your pussy is wet. Isn’t that right?”
“Mmm,” Sara moaned. “Yes, it is.”
“And I’ll bet you’d like it if someone came along and took care of it.”
“Mmm yeah.”
“And look at you, wearing your tight, little skirts. It’s got to make you hot, knowing that people are looking at you and imagining what it’s like under those skirts.”
“It’s part of the uniform,” Sara said.
“The skirts maybe, but you chose to wear them tighter and shorter. That must mean you wanted people to see.”
“Yes,” Sara said. Actually, she hadn’t been thinking that way when she’d gotten dressed that morning, but when the girl said it that way, somehow it just sounded so right.
“I’ll bet you want to show me your pussy.”
“Yeah.”
“You don’t just want to show me your pussy. You want to make me lick it. You want to make me lick your pussy.”
“Yeah,” Sara moaned. She only barely realized that the other woman and unzipped her skirt and was pushing it down past her hips.
“You want to show me your pussy just like you did with that other woman. I’ll bet you want to make me eat you out. I’ll bet you want to feel my tongue between your legs.”
“Yeah,” she moaned and even as she did, she could feel the other woman’s hand stroking her between her legs.
“I’ll bet you want to feel me here.”
“Yeah.” It was all she had to say because the other woman’s hand was right there and then before she knew it, the other woman was taking her panties down and Sara couldn’t help but moan all over again.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
The other woman pushed her back and Sara found herself tumbling onto the bed. Before she knew what was happening, the other woman had pushed her legs apart and then she was aggressively moving in between Sara’s legs. “This is what you want,” the other woman said again.
“Yes,” Sara moaned although that was hardly necessary because there was the other woman sliding between her legs and when her tongue stroked her tender, little clitty, Sara couldn’t help but moan over and over again.
“Oh yeah. You’re going to cum for me,” the other woman said. “I can tell. You’re going to cum for me so good.”
Oh fuck, Sara thought to herself. Oh fuck yeah. She was going to cum all right. Oh geez. She was going to cum so fucking hard.
“Oh fuck,” Sara moaned again and this time, it wasn’t just that she was going to cum. This time, it was different. This time, she actually was cumming.
“Oh yeah,” the other woman cooed as her hand stroked Sara’s pussy. “Oh yeah. That’s it. I want you to cum for me so good.”
She was certainly doing that, Sara thought.
“Is this the way you did it with her?”
“Huh?”
“Is this the way you did it with her?” the other woman asked again. “Is this the way you came with that other woman?”
“What other woman?”
“You know which one. That other one. The one named Susan.”
Sara tried to pull back but the other woman was right there. “Who are you?”
“My name’s Robin.”
“What are you doing to me?” Sara asked.
“I’m just asking you questions.”
“But why?”
“Call it personal curiosity. I just want to know.”
“Well, I don’t want to answer.”
Sara tried to get up but Robin pushed her back onto the bed. “I don’t think you understood me. That wasn’t a request.”
“Let me up.”
“Why? Are you going to leave?”
“Damned right I am.”
Robin rolled off of the clerk’s body. “If you got to go, then I suppose you’ve got to go.”
Sara would have left except there was something in the way the woman said that, something that made her think there was something more. “What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked.
Robin shrugged. “I just wanted a little information. I thought we could make it worth each other’s while, but if you don’t want to play with me, then I guess you can go. I will have to tell the manager though.”
That stopped Sara. “Tell Mr. Willingham what?”
“I’ll have to tell him how one of his clerks came up here and seduced me.”
“I didn’t seduce you. You seduced me.”
Robin nodded. “You’re probably right. That’s probably the best way t play it. It’s your word against mine and I’m sure he’d believe you.”
Sara never made it to the door. “Look, you aren’t really going to tell him that, are you?”
“I don’t know. I suppose that’s all up to you.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Well first of all, I want you to come back here and join me on the bed.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to talk to you while you’re standing up. Because I want to have some fun while we talk. Because I liked licking your pussy and because I want to do it again. How are those for reasons?”
Sara took a step closer to the bed but that was all she did. “You tricked me,” she said accusingly.
“I know. Why don’t you come over here and let me make it up to you.”
“How do I know this isn’t another trick?”
“I think you know the answer to that one.”
Sara took another step closer but she still wasn’t convinced.
“Besides, look at it this way, even if it is a trick, either way, you’re still going to get your pussy licked, and if I know you, I’ll bet you want to get your pussy licked.”
Sara took another step closer. She still didn’t trust this woman, but she did want to get her pussy licked.
“Come on. We haven’t got all night.”
Sara took another step and then another and the final had her standing next to the bed.
Robin reached out and she pulled the willing Sara onto the bed and before Sara knew it, she was straddling Robin’s face. At least this way, Sara thought, at least this way, the other woman wouldn’t be able to ask her any questions.
Or at least that was what Sara thought.
“Nice butt,” Robin said as she grabbed the other girl’s ass, “but I’m sure that’s not what you wanted to hear.”
Sara looked confused right up until the moment when Robin’s tongue slipped between her legs and then she forgot to think about anything at all.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned as she ground her pussy against the other woman’s mouth. “Oh yeah. Do me like that.”
It’s kind of hard to talk when you got your tongue between some girl’s legs or at least that was what Robin was finding out and besides, the way Sara was moaning, it was doubtful she would have heard what was said anyway.
“Oh geez,” Sara moaned. “Oh geez. You’re going to make me cum. Oh geez. Do it. Make me cum.”
And yet, just when that seemed inevitable, Robin stopped licking the other girl’s pussy.
“No,” Sara cried out even as she tried to grind her pussy against Robin’s mouth. “Don’t stop now.”
Robin slapped the other girl’s ass. “Get off of me,” she spluttered, and then, “It’s question and answer time. Get off of me now.”
Sara still tried to assert her advantage but Robin was having none of that. Once more, Robin pushed her back. Finally, Sara got the message. “What do you want to know?” she grumbled.
“First thing’s first. Do you know Susan’s missing?”
“What?”
“Do you know Susan’s missing? It’s not that hard a question. Do you know Susan’s missing?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
It wasn’t a yes or a no, but Robin believed the girl didn’t know what she was talking about and that was a good enough answer for what Robin wanted to know. Sara didn’t know that Susan was missing.
“Never mind,” Robin told her. “Next question. What’s the change?”
“What?”
Robin had heard Karlie mention it before. She hadn’t thought about it before but now, it sounded important. “You heard me. What’s the change?”
“Where’d you hear about that?”
“Where’d I hear about what?”
“Where’d you hear about the change. We don’t talk about that with outsiders.”
“That’s not important. What is important is what it is?”
“I’m not supposed to tell.”
One of Robin’s hands slapped the girl’s ass. “I need you to focus. What is the change?”
“I’m not supposed to tell.”
Robin’s hands squeezed the girl’s ass and then she pulled the girl forward and her tongue teased the girl’s pussy before she finally backed off.
“No,” Sara moaned in frustration. “Don’t stop.”
“What’s the change?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s not going to fly. You know that. I want to know what the change is.”
“I don’t know,” a panicky Sara exclaimed. “I don’t know. It’s just something that happens to every girl. It’s when they learn about sex.”
“What do you mean?”
“I already told you everything I know.”
Robin smiled sweetly. “Oh now, I wouldn’t do that.”
“You wouldn’t do what?”
“I wouldn’t sell yourself short like that. I’m pretty sure that you know a whole lot more than you’ve said so far.”
Sara couldn’t even make herself object to that.
“So what’s the change?”
“How’d you find out about that?”
“I told you. It’s something I heard.”
“From who?” Sara muttered.
“That’s not important. What is important is what it is.”
“I told you. It’s something that happens to every girl when she turns eighteen. It’s happening to you, too.”
“What?!”
Sara couldn’t help but smile to herself. This woman thought she was smart but she didn’t know everything. “The girls, when they grow up here, when they turn eighteen, that’s when the change happens, but when a woman comes in, it happens to her, too. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later, but it eventually happens to every woman.”
“Yeah, but what is it?”
Sara looked around her as if someone was going to magically appear in the room. “Look. You aren’t going to tell anyone, are you?”
“Tell anyone what?”
“You’re not going to tell them I told you?”
“I don’t know. I suppose that all depends.”
“Depends on what?”
“It depends on how well you answer my questions.”
“This is really important, okay? You can’t tell anyone. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Oh geez. Can you lick my pussy.”
Robin considered it. After all, the girl still really hadn’t told her anything, but ...
“I’ll tell you what. I’ll get you started. If you do a good job, we can keep it going. How’s that sound?”
Sara hesitated but it was only for a moment. “That sounds great,” she said.
“Then I suppose it’s time for me to get things started,” and with that, Robin let her mouth slide down and then she was licking her way into the girl’s pussy, doing it lightly at first and then with growing intensity as her tongue kept coming back to the girl’s pussy.
“Oh my God,” Sara moaned. “Oh my God. Oh shit. Lick me there,” and Robin’s tongue kept doing exactly that.
And then Sara’s body twitched under the assault and Robin pulled back. “Your turn.”
“What?! No. Don’t stop.”
“Nope. Your turn. Tell me about the change.”
Sara hesitated for only a moment. “It’s like I told you,” she said. “It happens to every girl when she turns eighteen. One day, you’re going along fine minding your own business and suddenly, it’s like a switch is turned on and you just can’t help yourself. You have to fuck.”
“What causes it?”
“I don’t know.”
“Come on, Sara. I thought we had a deal.”
“I don’t know,” Sara said. “No one does. It just happens. I mean some girls try to fight it and some do ... for a while ... but it gets them all in the end.”
“Did it happen to you?”
Sara’s voice got almost dreamy. “Of course,” she said. “It was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“The best thing?”
Sara nodded. “It wasn’t like I didn’t know about sex. All of us girls did growing up. It was just that ... it was just that it wasn’t that important but all of a sudden, it was like I couldn’t get enough of it. My first time was with Mr. Ritchie. He ran a grocery store in town and I’d gone in there to apply for a job but I think he knew the change was upon me.”
“Why?”
“He didn’t say anything directly but he kept asking me questions and the questions got more and more direct and by the time he asked me if I was wearing any panties, I knew I was going to have to fuck him.”
“Did you?”
“Are you going to lick my pussy some more?”
“Maybe ... if you answer my questions. Did you fuck him?”
“I suppose it would be more accurate to say he fucked me because before I knew it, he had me sitting on the edge of his desk and he had me fingering my pussy and I was telling just how hard I needed to be fucked.
“I guess I must have done a pretty good job at convincing him or maybe he was going to fuck me no matter what I said, but it wasn’t long before he was fucking me right there in his office and it felt good.”
“Did you get the job?”
Sara smiled a little half-smile. “Nope. Mr. Ritchie said he didn’t think I’d be able to keep my mind on my work. I was a little pissed off at the time, but he was probably right. Are you going to eat my pussy?”
Once more, Robin’s tongue drifted between the other girl’s legs and once more, her tongue found its way to Robin’s clitty. Was she going to lick her pussy. Damn right, she was. There was just something about the girl’s story, something that made her so hot.
She could imagine the shopgirl as a teen, there in the manager’s office, sitting on the edge of his desk while the man pounded away at her pussy. Oh fuck, that was hot.
Little teen cunt being fucked by a big, fat cock. The girl looking up at the man even as he fucked her hard, the man pounding away at that little, tight cunt. Damn. She licked Sara’s clitty even harder.
God. She wished that had been her. She could totally imagine herself like that, and it wouldn’t be some grocer she was giving it up for. It would be Mr. Eversoll. He ran the Burger King where she’d applied as a teenager. Oh damn. That would be good.
Sara was moaning uncontrollably as Robin’s tongue licked her pussy. She couldn’t help it. She was going to cum and the other woman’s just kept right on coming.
Oh fuck, Robin thought. Oh fuck. She wished it had been her.
Sara cried out as that tongue pushed her over the edge and then she sobbed with the pleasure of it. Her pussy just felt so good. She’d needed this. She’d needed it so bad.
Robin pulled back. Damn, she’d wished that what had happened to Sara had happened to her. She wished she’d been fucked like that when she was a teen, but that was then and this was now and you just couldn’t go back.
“I’ve got one more question.”
“Yeah?” Sara said in a dreamy, little voice.
“You said the change happens to visitors, too.”
“Yeah,” Sara said in the same detached voice.
“Will it happen to me?”
“It probably already has.”
“What?”
“It probably already has.”
“How would I know?”
“How would you know what?”
“How would I know if the change has happened to me?”
“If you’re having thoughts about sex that you’ve never had before, if you’re doing things you’ve never done before, if you want to fuck all the time, then you’ll know.”
Robin had had all those things happen to her but this change thing, it couldn’t really be happening to her. She kind of wished it were, but she knew it wasn’t. Things like that just didn’t happen to her.