Barbie Crest
“Sorry boys,” I said as I just felt the need to walk the street. “I gotta go! I’m a whore now! A streetwalker bimbo slut! I have to make oh, so much money for Eric! He’s my beau! I lovey him, and he wants me to do it!”
“No!” moaned all the guys waving money. But I had to get to my post.
I found my cheer uniform and put it on. I was suddenly all clean of cum, too. No guy wanted to buy a slutty prostytute who was covered in other men’s jizz. I loved spunk, but men didn’t. They loved pussy and ass and titties!”
Dressed in my uniform, I left behind the groaning guys and skipped down the hallway. My pleated skirts fluttered around my sleek thighs. I was naked beneath, flashing my pussy! My skirt felt so short! Much shorty than it used to be.
Yay!
My blonde hair streamed behind me in cute pigtails while my boobies bounced beneath my shell. It was so tight fitting now. It molded to them and left my midriff bare. I was a cheerleader prostytute now. Yippee skippee!
Off campus, I skipped up three blocks to where there was a Best Western. I stood on the corner and started fluttering my eyes at the passing cars. I bounced in place and blew kisses and did handstands that flashed my booty and my cootie at them. I scissored my legs. Did standing splits. I lifted my top and jiggled my youthful titties.
The cars honked. They loved my naughty act. I knew one of them would be my John and take me so hard. I was so thrilled when a familiar pickup truck pulled up to the curb. The cab rocked and a car slammed.
Daddy came marching around it in his jeans and a work shirt. He stared at me in shock. “Barbie?”
“Daddy!” I squealed and lifted my top to flash my titties at him. “I’m a cheerleader prostytute! $75 and I’ll suck your big dick, Daddy! $150 and you can fuck my pussy! Just gotta rent a room! And don’t worry, I won’t tell Mommy!”
“Fuck,” he groaned, staring at me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Are you shitting me? You’re out here prostituting yourself.”
“Yeppers!” I grabbed my skirt and hiked it. “That’s my pussy. It’s so wet. Do you wanna eat it then fuck it and then fuck my asshole and my pussy and my mouth! Huh, huh, Daddy!”
“Yeah, you buying your daughter, or am I?” a Hispanic guy asked, staring at me with lust.
“Shit,” Dad groaned. “Shit, shit, shit. Come on!”
He grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. Oh, my daddy was so strong. I was so uber duber glad that I could service him with all my prostytutey ways. That would be oh, so much fun! I couldn’t wait. I was so wet and horny and wet and eager for this.
He marched into the office, and the clerk said, “$20 an hour for the whore or $70 if you want to rent her until three.”
“Until three,” said Daddy.
“Kay,” the guy said and started typing. “You got room 103. Just outside. Here’s the key.”
“You don’t need my… ID?” Daddy asked, shocked.
“I don’t want to know who you are. Enjoy the whore!”
“She’s my daughter!” Daddy marched out as I waved to the nice man, giggling the entire time.
I was so eager to have fun with my daddy. He marched to the room, thrust in the keycard, and threw it open. I squealed as the door closed, my pigtails swaying. On the table, a special box appeared that said, “Payments!”
“Okey-dokey, Daddy,” she said. “Just stick your money in there or swipe your credity cards or whatev! Then you can do things to me!” He sat me down. “Naughty wotty things, Daddy! My pussy is so wet. I have a cute cootie and a cute booty! You can have them both.”
“Shit,” he groaned and moved over to the box. He pulled out his wallet and pulled out some bills. He thrust them in and… I knew he had paid for me to give him a BJ.
“Yay!” I squealed. “I’m gonna suck your dick, Daddy! And you can cum in my mouth or cum on my face! Your choice! Isn’t that just so awesomey! Woot! I’m a prostytute, Daddy! I have to get you off how you pay for!”
“What happened to you,” he groaned as he turned to face me. He stared down at me, his chest rising and falling in his construction shirt. He pulled that off to reveal his hairy chest. “Your mother is going to kill me if she finds out you’re a whore.”
“Maybe Eric can make Mommy into a bimbo prostytute whore with his phone thingie, too!”
His brow furrowed. “Eric? Who’s Eric?”
“He’s my pimp! I lovey dove him and he owns me and I’m here to make him lots of mollah! Woot!” I dropped to my knees and started unbuckling Daddy’s belt. He had a thick one with a steer on the buckle cover.
“I’m going to have to meet this Eric,” muttered Daddy. “Have some words with him ’bout what he did with my little girl.”
“Ooh, yay,” I said, working hard at that belt. I thrust my tongue out between my lips, fighting at the stiff leather. Then it slipped out. I was able to unbutton his jeans and yank down the zipper. He had gray briefs on, his cock begging to come out. I yanked those down and…
Daddy’s cock sprang out.
I grabbed him and rubbed him against my cheek. He groaned as I smeared him across my face, getting all wet with precum. It was so wowie. This was my daddy’s big dickie. He made me in my mommy’s pussy with this. All up in her womby. Now I get to suck his dick.
Lucky ducky me!
I kissed the tip of his cock. I smooched against him. I loved doing that. He groaned, his hairy chest rising and falling. He was so strong and musculy and bulky and powerful. I licked my tongue over his slit, gathering more of that salty precum.
Then I swallowed his cock.
He groaned as I did that.
I worked my mouth up and down his dick. My pigtails swayed. He stared down at me as I bobbed my mouth. I worked up and down him, suckling on him with such hunger. He groaned as he watched me.
He stared down at me with his rugged features. Brown hair, muscular chest, strong hands. He was such a manly man. I don’t get why Mom hates him. I loved him oh, so much. I would suck on his dicky for free, but he had to pay.
I was a cheerleader prostytute, and we had a code.
I think.
What was I thinking about?
Daddy’s cock throbbed in my mouth. Yay. I suckled on Daddy’s cock. I stroked him with my tongue and made him groan. His salty precum spilled over my tongue. That was so hot. Ooh, this was so much fun.
I nursed on him, suckling with all my might. I wanted to make him cum so hard. He paid for me. My pussy dripped with juices just knowing Daddy loves me so much, he paid my pimp to do naughty wotty things to me.
I gotta suck Daddy’s cock.
And lick his dick.
And nurse on him.
Woot!
“Fuck, Barbie,” he groaned, grabbing my pigtails. “I thought your mother was an idiot for naming you Barbie, but… You got that look in your eyes now. You’re fucking Sextoy Barbie now.”
I giggled around his cock. He was so funny. I was Barbie… What was my last name? Crest? Yes, yes, I was Barbie Crest.
He groaned as I worked my mouth up and down his cock. I suckled on him with everything that I had. His moans were so hot to hear. My itchy cootie dripped pussy cream that ran down my thighs. I felt so naughty.
I wiggled back and forth, savoring this heat. I would have such a biggie orgasm when he fucked me. I hoped he paid for more than a blowyjob. I wanted to feel his big cock in my tight cootch. He would love my cunny cunt.
I bobbed my head, my boobs bouncing beneath my top. He gripped my pigtails as I loved him. I suckled on him with all that I had. I was so happy to give him this pleasure. It was such a naughty delight to do.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You’re going to make me cum.”
That meant I was doing an uber goody job.
I was so happy. I suckled on him, squealing for joy. My cunny clenched. I wiggled my hips, my skirt rustling around my thighs. I bobbed my head, sucking on him so hard. His groans echoed through the room.
He growled as his dick throbbed in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around him, aching for all his cummies to fire out of his dick. I wanted to swallow all his seed. I should have sucked him off so many times.
Now I could.
For money! Woot!
“Barbie,” he groaned.
My tongue danced around the crown of his dick. The precum grew saltier. I loved it. My heart pounded with my suckles. I nursed in rhythm to it, drool running down my chin. He growled louder and louder.
“Shit!” Daddy groaned and erupted.
All his cum fired into my mouth. I loved that jizz splashing against the back of my throat. It was so hot to feel splashing against me. I gulped it down. I swallowed every last drop of his jizz. And lucky me, more kept erupting.
“Fuck, my little girl’s drinking my jizz!” he growled.
I was. I drank all of it.
“Shit, shit, fucking shit!”
His cum splashed against the back of my throat. There was so much of it. This incestuy heat rushed through me. My cunt was all wet for him. All tingly and itchy and drippy for Daddy’s big dickie. He kept firing more of his salty seed.
I gulped it all down, swaying there. I loved every last drop of him. It all poured down my mouth. My belly grew all nicey warm with his jizz. My cootie cootchie burned with heat as I swallowed all his spunk. He fired one last blast.
“Goddamn,” he growled. “I can’t wait to meet this Eric.”
Daddy wanted to meet my owner. Eric was the bestest best man in the whole worldly world! I was so lucky to be his. A lucky ducky cheerleader prostytute!
“Now I got you all day long, and I paid for that pussy,” he growled. “I paid for my daughter’s tight, barely legal cunt!”