The Bus Depot

Lindsey McCord watched intently as each bus slipped into its parking place and unload. It was two in the morning and the old bus depot had an eerieness about it that time of day. There were a few people milling around waiting for passengers, obviously relatives or friends by the way they craned their necks checking out each person as they got off the bus, smiling when they made contact. Lindsey wasn’t looking for a friend or a relative, however; she was on the lookout for something much more exciting. There were several others just like her hanging around the terminal, only they were men, pimps on the lookout for fresh “meat” to add to their stables. What they were looking for was a young girl, one with a fresh face, obviously confused, and totally alone. There were hundreds of girls coming to Chicago each month, some runaways, some just wanting to give the big city a try. When you’re eighteen with no money, alone, hungry, and desperate for companionship, you are then at your most vulnerable. The pimps knew it, and so did Lindsey. Lindsey didn’t exactly consider herself a pimp, but she did supply rich ladies with sweet young things, after of course sampling the wares first. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, a gourgeous blonde appeared. “About eighteen,” Lindsey figured, “nice build, beautiful tits.” Quickly she made her way over to the young girl and introduced herself, “Hi, my name is Lindsey. I’m here to help you. See those three assholes over by the phone? They’re pimps, and they’re here to recruit you. Come with me and I’ll protect you.” Taking the blonde haired girl by the arm, Lindsey led her up the stairs and onto Clark Street where she had her car parked.

“Get in,” Lindsey said. Blondie slid into the passenger seat and waited for Lindsey to speak. “What’s your name, hon?” she asked. “Erin, Erin Adams,” she replied. “Where are you from and how old are you?” Lindsey continued. “Missouri, and I’m going to be nineteen in three months,” Erin replied quickly. Giving the blonde another once over, Lindsey felt herself begin to dampen at the mere thought of this young beauty’s mouth on her pussy. “It’s a lucky thing I got to you first, or you would have been turning tricks in some back alley by now,” Lindsey offered. “I really appreciate it,” Erin answered solemnly. “I never thought anything like that could happen to me.” “You were lucky this time,” Lindsey replied, “but you have to watch yourself in the big city.” About fifteen minutes later they pulled up to a nicely kept bungalow on the northwest side and Lindsey announced, “We’re here.”

Taking Erin’s bag, Lindsey deposited it in the guest bedroom, and then returned to the living room where Erin was still waiting for her. “You look like you could use some food and a bath,” Lindsey said. “How about a sandwich and soda while I run your bath water?” Erin sat at the kitchen table munching on a burger while Lindsey prepared her tub. After she was finished eating, Erin wandered into the bathroom where she found Lindsey waiting for her. “Here, let me help you out of those dirty clothes,” offered Lindsey. “You must be aching all over after such a long bus ride.” Although she felt a little odd about having a strange woman help her undress, Erin allowed Lindsey to begin removing her things. When Erin was down to her bra and panties, Lindsey commented on what a pretty body she had, and after turning a dark shade of red, Erin mumbled, “Thanks.” When her large, firm tits spilled out of her 34-D cup bra, Lindsey quit the pretension and gently cupped the luscious breasts in her hands and tweaked the quickly hardening nipples. Erin was frozen in her tracks, stunned to the point where she was unable to move. Lindsey comented, “Oh, what beautiful breasts. For such a young girl you are very well developed!” Continuing her tit massage, Lindsey told Erin to slip off her panties. When she didn’t make a move to do so, Lindsey roughly pinched Erin’s nipples, causing her to yelp in pain. “When I tell you to do something,” Lindsey said evenly, “you do it, and do it quickly. Understand?” Now hurriedly removing her panties, Erin nodded her head and meekly replied, “Yes.”

Now totally naked, Erin shivered while the older woman walked all around her, checking her out from all angles. “Very nice, very nice,” repeated Lindsey, “my friends will just love you.” Now afraid to speak, Erin could only wonder what Lindsey meant by “friends”. Still only eighteen, and even though she had a very well developed chest, the rest of Erin’s body was still that of a very young girl, with slim hips, and just a smattering of light blonde fuzz on her pussy lips. “Get in the tub,” Lindsey said, and Erin slid over the edge and into the hot water. She then watched in shock as Lindsey removed her own clothing and climbed in with her, taking the youngster in her arms and kissing her deeply on the mouth, their two huge chests pressing together. While Lindsey had had some limited experience with boys, this was her first encounter with a woman. Much to surprise, however, she found her body responding willingly to the commanding older female. Lindsey had fucked literally hundreds of women and girls in her day, and instinctively she knew that Erin was getting aroused by the kiss and breast rubbing. Pulling away, Lindsey then asked, “Have you ever tasted a pussy?” Erin shook her head from side to side and sheepishly replied, “I’ve never been with a woman before at all.”

Sliding her firm ass up on the edge of the tub and spreading her legs, Lindsey exposed her dark hairy mound to the young girl and ordered, “Okay dear, feed on momma’s pussy. Make her feel nice.” Gingerly Erin leaned forward and let her mouth rest on the bulging pubis of the older woman, taking in a deep whiff of aroused pussy. “Good start,” sighed Lindsey, “now do momma’s clit for her.” After letting her tongue wander around a bit, it finally came to rest on a hard little bud just inside the top of Lindsey’s slit. “Oh yes, dear,” groaned Lindsey loudly, “that’s it, do me now, suck me off!” From her own experiences masturbating, Erin knew exactly what a woman liked and soon she had Lindsey convulsing in a cunt-wrenching orgasm that flooded her mouth with a torrent of pussy juice. Her cunt still twitching, Lindsey then had Erin stand up so she could see the cute teenager’s body. “Okay,” Lindsey announced, “we’re gonna finger our cunts together. Do it for me, baby!” Erin’s fingers buried themselves deep into her hot quim. Both women had their eyes locked on the other’s pussy, fingering themselves harder and harder until both of them slid back into the water, moaning from the hard climaxes that swept through their pussies.

Erin rested her cheek on Lindsey’s big chest and practically cooed as the older woman caressed her all over. “I think we can bring your things into my room,” Lindsey sighed softly. “I don’t think you’re going to want to sleep by yourself, do you?” Erin gave her answer when she let one of Lindsey’s big nipples slip into her mouth and began nursing. “Even if she is a pimp,” thought Erin, “I think I’m gonna really enjoy this.”

THE END

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