The Whore Sister Ch. 05

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Candice lay on the bed and watched as her phone travelled through the city, a bright spot on a maze of lines. Eventually, it stopped. Right outside the college campus. Her college, the one she’d been going to ever since she turned eighteen. Candice’s eyes narrowed as the tiny dot froze in place, unmoving. Candice glanced at the clock in the corner of her screen. She waited.

Five minutes past.

Still it stayed there.

Ten minutes.

Gotcha. That had to be it. Jamie’s bitch was right there. Just a quick ride share away.

But Candice didn’t have her phone. It was currently sitting in the trunk of Jamie’s car.

Fuck.

She couldn’t social a ride. No phone.

Fuck.

She started to panic. This was her one shot to find out which cunt that was sleeping her way into the best jobs.

She had her Pictogram. That was on he laptop. She opened the app and looked through the followers for her friends.

Offline

Offline

Offline

Fuck

No one used Pictogram. Just losers.

Like this guy.

JulianJ892

One of the randoms who followed her. Probably whacked off when she posted bikini pics.

But her was there.

Her eyes narrowed. She bit her lip, fingers poised over the keyboard. She typed.

Hey there, are you local?

Send.

Candice waited. The clock ticking. She needed to get there fast. What was taking this guy so long. Was he jerking off? Possibly trying to craft the perfect witty reply. She needed action not wits. Some way to get his attention and cut through his bullshit. She grabbed a sheet of paper and a sharpie and wrote.

ARE YOU LOCAL? YES OR NO?

Dropping the pad on the bed, she reached down, grabbed the hem of her shirt and whisked it off. She focused the laptop camera on her tits, held the pad against her stomach and, satisfied, took a shot and clicked send.

Nothing

It obviously wasn’t a witty reply. The loser was probably whacking off. Fuck.

She tore the sheet off the pad and wrote.

ARE YOU LOCAL? YES OR NO? ANSWER OR I BLOCK YOU.

Pad against her stomach, just under her tits. Another photo and send.

He replied. ‘Y’

Her mouth tightened. Another sheet torn off the pad ended up on her bedroom floor. The new message read.

ARE YOU BUSY ATM?

A short pause then, ‘N.’

The next message read, ‘I NEED A FAVOR.’

No reply.

‘YOU WANNA SEE MY TITS IRL? I NEED A FAVOR.’ She sent the pic.

‘Sure,’ he replied.

Candice fumed. Sure? That’s his answer. He could at least have seemed at least a bit excited.

‘What’s the favor,’ his next message read.

‘I NEED A RIDE.’

‘Where to?’ he replied.

‘I NEED TO GET TO THE COLLEGE REAL FAST.’

‘Why?’

Candice pursed her lip. She thought about lying but if he kept asking questions or didn’t believe her, she’d lose the opportunity.

‘I’LL MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WHILE,’ she replied with another sheet just below her tits.

‘How?’ he responded.

‘I’LL LET YOU FEEL MY TITS,’ the next message read.

‘Not sure,’ said his response.

Damn. He was horny wasn’t he. Surely that had to be enough.

‘YOU CAN TOUCH MY PUSSY.’ Surely that ought to do it.

No reply.

What the fuck was he doing. Was he jerking off? She didn’t have time for this. ‘I’LL SUCK YOUR COCK,’ she scribbled. Holding the sheet under her tits, she sent the message.

He replied, ‘I wanna fuck you.’

Rage coursed through Candice’s veins. What a greedy little shit. She tore the last message off the pad and on a fresh sheet wrote, ‘BLOWJOB OR I FIND SOMEONE ELSE.’

‘I’ll take the blowjob,’ he replied.

Candice, with her ride secured typed in her address.

‘Be there in five minutes,’ he said.

Candice jumped off the bed. She yanked down her jeans and panties in one smooth motion. She tore open the drawer and grabbed the skimpy black lingerie she’d brought when she’d had the big payday a few weeks back. She hauled the panties on and pulled on the garter belt. The stockings would need to wait. A black miniskirt followed. Dark and shiny it was perfectly slutty. She tossed the half bra onto the pike of discarded messages on her bed. She grabbed a halter top, also made of black shiny material. She leaned over, gave a quick check in the mirror and then raced to her wardrobe. She pulled out the stripper heels she’d hidden there and raced out of the room, the heels and stocking clasped in her hands.

She stalked through the house. She held her breath as she passed the kitchen but to her relief, her mom wasn’t there.

Out the front door and down the drive. A beat up red hatchback was parked right at the end of the drive. She ran to the passenger door and yanked it open.

“Julian?” she asked.

“Yep.” The man who replied was late teens, thin with lank hair and glasses.

Grateful that JulianJ892 wasn’t ancient or some massive fat slob, Candice breathed out a sigh of relief and slid into the seat next to him. She slammed the door shut behind her and said, “drive.”

The car didn’t move. “Where’s my queenbet güvenilirmi blowjob?” he asked.

Candice’s jaw tightened. She threw the heels and stockings at her feet and said, “fine.” She reached over and pulled at his belt buckle. “But I only blow if you drive. Got it?”

He started the car, grinning.

Using both hands, Candice undid the buckle, pulling the two ends apart. She grasped the zipper between her fingertips and pulled it down. Then, tugging at the waistband if his boxers, pulled down releasing his shaft. She shook her head, flicking her hair to the side and leaned in, one hand still grasping the base of his cock.

“We’re not moving,” she said, her breath washing over his shaft.

He slipped the car into gear and reversed out of the drive. At the same time, Candice wrapped her lips around his pulsing head. It had the faint taste of cum. The guy had been jerking off already. At least this meant Candice wouldn’t need to swallow a full load.

She the slurps and pops of her licking and sucking filled the car as he drove. She held out her hand, grasping the armrest on the driver’s door as the car made a left turn.

Startled, Candice looked up. “Hey, we’re going the wrong way” she said.

“Keep going,” he replied.

She took her hand off his cock. “Not unless we’re going towards the college.”

JulianJ892 slowed the car and served into a driveway. He reversed out and swung the car so it faced the opposite direction. “Happy,” he asked.

“Drive.”

He put the car into drive and pressed the accelerator. Candice watched for a moment as the houses slid by then lowered her head. She took him into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she noisily worked her lips and tongue over his shaft.

He drove wordlessly his breathing getting shallower with the odd grunt of pleasure. The car stopped.

With a loud pop, Candice disengaged and raised her head. Her eyes met those of an elderly lady in the next car over. The woman’s brows knitted in surprise. They were stopped at traffic lights. Candice grabbed JulianJ892’s cock in her hand and stroked it as she waited for the lights to turn green. The stared back at the old lady as her fist pumped his shaft.

The lights turned green and JulianJ892, realising that driving meant sucking, pulled away leaving the old lady in her car behind them.

Candice bent over and wrapped her lips around him. Her hands sliding down to cup his balls.

Julian groaned, his cock starting to twitch. Candice slowed her place. She didn’t want him to cum too soon. Blowing him was the only power she had and if he blew his load too early, he’d probably as her to fuck as payment for the rest of the ride.

So they drove through the town, his cock in her mouth, straining with little twitches while Candice worked him, expertly keeping him at the edge.

The car stopped

Candice looked up and to her satisfaction, saw the car was surrounded by college buildings. Satisfied, she lowered her head again, this time with determination.

She moved her hand to his balls, grabbing them and she sucked and licked working him. He pushed back into the driver’s seat and moaned.

Candice knew just the trick to finish him off. She forced her head down hard over his cock, taking it all the way until her lips were wrapped around the base and the head jammed into her throat choking her. She swallowed repeatedly as she fought the gag reflex The sound of her gurgles and tiny retches filled the car.

She was rewarded with a hot, salty explosion in her mouth. He cursed as jet after tiny jet of his cum hit her throat. She held hersel over him, as her mouth filled. She then let it seep out from around her lips to run down his cock. She didn’t want him following her and needed something to keep him busy.

“Fuck,” he swore. “It’s getting everywhere.”

Candice, her lips still wrapped around him smirked as droplets of his cum escaped last her lips, slid down his meat and onto his balls. She kept her mouth on him as she reached down, and fumbled for her heels. She fumbled them on her feet. Once on, she opened her mouth and pushed the rest of the cum out with her tongue. It oozed out landing as a sticky, smelly glob on his balls.

Then, she reached for the door handle and flung the door open. She launched herself out of the car and slammed the door behind her.

With a final dark look, JulianJ892 revved the engine and then sped off, Candice watching in satisfaction until the cold air on her legs reminded her that her stockings were still in his car.

She set her jaw and set off down then sidewalk. It only took a few minutes to find Jamie’s car parked on the road outside a massive house. She walked up the path and banged on the door.

She waited on the doorstep, the pumping bass of loud music and the roar of laughter seeped through the door in front of her.

She banged again. Then finding a button, gave it a long press.

Just as she reached to give the button another press, a wall of sound hit her when the door opened in front of her.

A queenbet yeni giriş senior student with sandy hair and blue eyes stared at her. “What do you want.”

“I’m here for the party,” she said.

The man stood, blocking the doorway. He looked Candice up and down. “Sure,” he said looking down at her. “But we’re full.”

Candice hadn’t thought that she wouldn’t get in to wherever Jamie and his skank was. She glanced past him nervously. “I need to get in.”

“Sure,” the guy repeated. “But we’re full.”

Candice started to panic. Then, she thought of the only thing she knew about the party. “Jonno asked me to come.”

“Why the fuck would Jonno invite you,” he asked.

“I’m the entertainment,” Candice replied.

The sandy haired guy’s eyes then roved over Candice’s body a second time. Satisfied with what he saw, he gave a grunt and opened the door wider and moved aside.

Candice strode through the door. The place was obviously a fraternity. An unconscious young man was sprawled at the bottom of some stairs. From deeper in the house, a solid cheer of young men’s voices rose.

Candice took a step forward.

The young man smirked, watching Candice’s ass as she walked down the hallway to the source of the cheering.

At the end of the hallway, Candice stopped and stared through a doorway into a large room. It was full of young men. They cheered. Not at her. She stepped into the room so she could see what they were cheering at.

She stopped.

In the middle of the room was a naked woman, lying on her back on top of a table. Her legs were spread and in between them was a tall student, his buttocks clenching as he thrust into her. Candice could see the woman’s face. Her head was hanging out of sight off the other end of the table. About young man had his hand on her throat as he rocked back and forth, his pelvis at her hidden face.

The skank.

Candice scowled imagining the sort of cash the bitch was pulling getting fucked at both ends by a room full of college students.

A warm hand touched her thiigh and slid up her leg under her miniskirt, brushing her damp panties.

Candice flinched and swiped his hand away.

“What’s wrong?” he said.

Candice held out her hand and rubbed her fingers together.

“Fuck,” he said. “Jonno deals with payment. Wait here.”

Candice watched as he moved through the crowd to the tall dark haired man she’d seen earlier in the day. He leaned in to Jonno’s ear. Meanwhile a cheer went up. Candice turned to see that the man fucking Jamie’s skank had stopped thrusting and held himself, pelvis forward. Candice fumed. The sort of cash this bitch was making for a show like this must have been incredible. After a few seconds, the man withdrew, wiped his cock on her thigh and stepped back. Another frat boy took his place. The new boy stepped in, cock hard in his hand. He put his hand on the woman’s knee and she parted them, inviting him inside her.

‘You whore,’ Candice muttered. ‘You like this don’t you, you fucking skank.’

A cheer went up as the frat boy, who’d lined himself up, drove his cock home into the woman’s glistening red pussy. She shuddered but pinned with a cock in her mouth had nowhere to go. Her full tits shook as the frat boy, digging his fingers into her hips, ruthlessly fucked the helpless woman.

‘Hey.”

Candice turned to find Jonno’s dark eyes stating at her.

“Craig says you want to be entertainment,” Jonno said. He motioned in the direction of the table. “You sure you want to be a part of this?”

“Depends on how it pays.”

“The boys are pretty tapped out paying for this piece of meat,” Jonno said. “But let me do a collection.”

“Ok.”

“Stay here,” Jonno said. “if you move, deals off. Got that?”

Candice frowned. She couldn’t see the identity of Jamie’s skank from where she was standing but she nodded.

“Good,” Jonno said. “Give me a couple of minutes.”

He walked off moving through the crowd directly to the frat boy with his cock in the skank’s mouth. They exchanged a few words and he looked up as Jonno pointed at Candice. Suddenly he brightened up and nodded.

Jonno moved onto the next frat boy. The same thing happened. Jonno and the boy would chat, then the frat boy would look up at Candice. Sometimes they’d grin, sometimes they’d smirk and sometimes their jaws would drop open. No matter what the expression, every one of them nodded at Jonno.

Candice felt a flush between her legs as she mentally counted the amount.

Once he’d finished with the room, he walked back over to Candice. “Eighteen hundred bucks,” he said. “Take it or leave it.”

Thrilled, Candice said, ” it’ll take it on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“I’ll need someone to take me home.”

Jonno snickered at that. “I’m sure we can get you back home. But there’s one condition here too.”

“Oh?”

“You have to follow my instructions,” he said. “That’s part of the deal.”

“What instructions?”

“Firstly. I need you naked.”

Candice nodded. That queenbet giriş wasn’t unexpected.

“Second, as entertainment, you need to fuck, suck, lick and touch whoever I tell you to. These guys have paid a lot for tonight’s fun and I don’t want any missing out “

“Sounds reasonable,” Candice said.

“Is that a yes?”

Candice nodded. “Yes.”

“Third, you don’t talk.”

“What?”

“You have to stay silent “

Candice furrowed her brow. “Why’s that?”

“You’re here to fuck, bitch, not give opinions,” Jonno replied. “Do we have a deal?”

Candice paused for a moment then shrugged and nodded.

“Good. Come with me and let’s get you ready.” Placing his hand on her back, he guided her to the door, her skin prickling from all the eyes on her.

Once out in the hallway, he stopped. “Strip,” he said. “Keep the heels.”

Candice craned her neck but couldn’t see into the room.

“I said strip.”

Reaching down with her hands, Candice undid the knot on her halter top and pulled it open exposing her pert teenage tits. She let it slide down her arms, then looked about. “Here do I…”

“No talking,” Jonno replied. He held out his hand.

Candice silently passed him the halter top.

Next she slid down the miniskirt, bending over as she pulled it around her shoes. This also want into Jonno’s hand.

Jonno’s eyebrows shot up at the garter belt, the frilly straps hanging down over Candice’s skin.

“Leave that on,” he said. “But I want the panties off by the time I come back.”

She tugged her panties, pulling them down her legs and had them on her hands when he returned. He carried a tiny bundle of black. He took the panties with one hand and handed her the bundle with the other.

She unrolled the bundle to discover wide pattern fishnet stockings. Without a word, she bunched them up, slipped them over her feet and pulled then up her leg. She fastened the strap from the garter belt to the top of the stockings. She slipped on the second fishnet and an secured it. Candice looked down. The dark weave contrasted with her pale flesh. She felt like a cheap whore.

“Kneel,” he said.

Candice glanced over her shoulder as a huge cheer came from the room containing Jamie’s unknown gangbang skank. “Shouldn’t we…”

“What did I say about talking?” Jonno asked.

Candice clamped her mouth shut and lowered herself to her knees.

He grabbed her chin and lifted her head. “Your mouth is for cock and cum, bitch, not ideas.” Then he slid his thumb inside the side of her mouth and pulled it open. With his other hand, he undid his belt and pulled out his cock. “let’s see if you know how to be entertainment.”

Candice’s eyes remained wide, looking up as he slid his cock between her lips.

“Suck,” he commanded.

Candice wrapped her lips around his cock. Slowly she sucked, gaining speed as she got into the rhythm. He placed a hand on her head, his fingers pushing back so her face was tilted up keeping her eyes focused on his. His eyes narrowed as his shaft became harder and harder.

Footsteps came from behind Candice. Her stomach dropped as the terrible thought crossed her mind that they would use her out here in the hallway one by one and she’d never see the identity of Jamie’s other whore.

“We’re ready,” Craig said.

Jonno’s hand was still on Candice’s head, and he used it to push her back. “Remember the rules, no talking and you suck and fuck whoever I command. Got it?”

Candice opened her mouth to speak then stopped. She nodded.

“Good,” Jonno said. “Stand up and follow Craig.”

Craig turned and walked back down the hall to the room. Candice heart leapt and she was giddy with joy. She was going to confront that skank.

When she turned the corner into the room, she froze at the sight that greeted her. The woman was still in the table, her legs spread exposing her glistening cum drenched cunt. Her head was still lying back over the other edge of the table. What stunned Candice was the person with his cock in the whore’s mouth.

It was her step brother, Jamie.

He looked up and his eyes shot open, his jaw dropping at the sight of Candice. He looked down at terror at the face of the woman he was mouth fucking. He blanched white.

‘Gotcha,’ Candice thought. The warm feeling of victory welled up inside her. She stepped forward but was stopped when a hand grabbed her hair.

“On your knees,” Jonno said.

Candice, frustrated, knelt.

Jonno walked ahead of her, up to the woman and pointed his fingers at her pussy. “Suck this.”

Jamie blanched even whiter.

That was all the encouragement Candice needed. She’d make sure Jamie knew to give her the best jobs in future so dutifully she crawled towards the mystery whore’s cum soaked cunt.

Her cheeks rubbing along the woman’s thighs as she moved in between her legs. It was clearly an older woman. Why Jamie offered this older bitch rather than the willing, fresh, teenaged Candice was beyond her. But she’d show how willing she’d be. Candice extended her tongue.

The room had gone silent. Jamie for his part was actually trembling. Candice grinned and extended her tongue as she crawled the final few inches, her cheeks now sliding across wet, cum soaked skin. The taste of cum exploded on her tongue while the room exploded in a loud cheer.

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