Sex and Smoking Crack with a Prostitute and her Daughter

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Sex and Smoking Crack with a Prostitute and her Daughter

She said her name was Karen, but I knew that everybody had two or three names in crack town. She was a thin black girl, it was hard to tell her age but I was guessing she was in her late twenties. She was wearing shorts just a little too tight for her firm ass and a cut up sweatshirt that almost hid a pair of chubby tits.

I had about a couple of hundred bucks or so on me, to buy some crack. It wasn't sex I was
after so as much as it was the rock. I always liked having a girl with me when I was smoking it up. We hooked up with an eight-ball of rock and went to an apartment she said was hers. Before she unlocked the door to the place, she told me that we'd have to be quiet, that she had her little sister living there. I was okay with that, I just wanted to get high anyway, I didn't imagine talking too much. The place was OK, a ragged looking couch and a little kitchen table with two mismatched chairs, early thrift shop style.

We sat next to each other at the table, and I broke a few chunks off of my 8-ball and set them on the table, pocketing the rest. I quietly set about the business of smoking some crack - slicing off a good piece, setting it up on the chore boy, melting it down with the lighter. I flicked the lighter and brought it up to the end of the glass pipe. I pulled gently on the pipe, so the flame just barely touched the end of the tube. I could see the melted crack go liquid, then turn to thick white smoke as I sucked it down. I kept inhaling until my lungs were full, then started to gently exhale through my nose. It hit me like a freight train, like it always does the first time after you've been clean for a while. I exhaled and was flying high. I put in another piece and handed her the pipe. While she lit it up and inhaled greedily, I pulled up her top and exposed her breasts, cradling and weighing each one in turn, then squeezing the nipples. I set myself up another hit, smoked it, then passed her the pipe while I lay sideways across her lap and sucked on one of her nipples. It got longer and longer in my mouth as I gently nursed. We passed the pipe back and forth, lighting up and smoking the rock. This was good rock. I had her strip naked, and worked her pussy with my fingers while I sucked on her nipples. We talked quietly about everything and nothing at all. She was going to straighten herself up and get a job, I was going to move out of this town for good. She used to work in an office, I used to have my own construction business. She liked the ritual of crack smoking, I liked to get my dick sucked while I took a hit.

You lose track of time smoking that shit. Eventually the last few pieces of what I had put out were sitting on the table. I asked her if she would suck my cock while I did a hit. She didn't answer but got off her chair and knelt in front of me. I guess she thought she owed me a blowjob since it was my money that paid for everything we smoked. She got started on my cock, bringing it to a good-sized erection in no time. Her slick fat lips slid up and down my shaft while her hands stroked my balls. I picked up the glass pipe and set a big piece on it. Her mouth was bringing the desired effect, and I could feel the cum welling up in my balls as she took my hard cock into her throat. I lit the pipe and took a deep drag.

The euphoria hit me as my cock started to gush sticky globs of cum into the girl's mouth and down her throat. I shot my load in hot spurts and settled back into the chair, my body shivering as she gave her last licks to my dick. She swallowed it all, and wiping her mouth with the shoulder of her shirt, she sat back down and set herself up another hit. After we had smoked everything on the table, I asked her if it would be all right if I crashed on her couch for a while. She said she was going to go out and find some more dope, but I could stay if I wanted to.

She walked out the door and I settled onto the couch in a semi-fetal position. I didn't even try to sleep, it would have been no use anyway with all the cocaine in my system. I still had about half the 8-ball left in my pocket, my secret stash that I didn't want to share. I decided to let it sit there for a while, knowing that I would want it later. I
suppose she had hidden a piece or two on her and that was why she left so quickly.

I settled in to relax on the couch and turned on the TV. Minutes or hours later, I heard a door open. I looked to the door I had come in from but it was closed. A girl's voice spoke, asking who I was and just what the hell I was doing there. I turned to see a pretty, young light-skinned black girl, about 14 or 15, standing in the doorway to what must have been the bedroom. I said that I was a friend of her sister's and that she had just gone out for a moment. She said that it wasn't her sister, it was her mother. She looked over to the table where all the evidence of what we had been doing sat. When she walked over to the table, I got a full view of her body. She was young and athletic looking, her breasts stuck out like points from under the over-sized t-shirt that fell almost to her mid thigh and hung off of one shoulder. Her curly black hair was done in tight braids that fell just to the nape of her neck.

She picked up the glass pipe from the table and asked if I had anything to put in it. I didn't answer right away and she walked over to the couch. Her big dark eyes looked into mine as she slid her soft hand down my cheek. I was getting hard again just looking at her face. I began to reach into my pocket but she stopped me and told me that she would find out for herself. She slid her hand down the front of my jeans and felt around for the rocks. Her hand brushed my cock in a manner so obvious yet still innocent coming from such a young girl.

She smiled and took my hand, leading me over to the table where the pipe still sat, only recently cooled off from its previous use. I pulled three big pieces from my pocket and set them on the table. She sat me down on a chair and then placed herself on my lap, her small tits just inches from my mouth. She asked me if we could make a deal. She said that her mother didn't like her smoking crack, but if I let her, she would do anything for me. She wiggled her ass down on my crotch and I knew she could feel how hard I was.

I sliced her off a piece of the rock and set it in the pipe for her. She took the pipe and the lighter and raised it to her mouth. I slid my hand under the big shirt she was wearing and felt her firm small breasts, pinching the nipples until they hardened. I stroked her flat tummy as she lit up and moved my hand into her panties as she inhaled. She took a deep drag and held it, looking into my face and pointing to my mouth. I opened my mouth and she placed her open lips on mine, exhaling the sweet acrid smoke into my lungs as I inhaled. My finger found her lightly haired slit and rubbed into the wetness forming there, she parted her thighs slightly, allowing my fingers better access.

Her tongue darted out against my lower lip as she pulled her mouth away, and she smiled as her eyes glazed over with the euphoria of the smoke. I stood her up and pulled her panties down to her feet, at the same time she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her body to me. Her small dark nipples rode high on her tits and a tiny patch of deep black pubic hair covered her warm pussy. I dropped my pants down to my ankles and released my cock, which was once again rock hard. I sat back on the chair and she straddled me, poising her little snatch over the tip of my cock.

With one hand I set up a hit for myself while the other guided her hips as she slowly lowered herself onto my shaft. She couldn't get much in at first. She had to rise up and then sink down a few times before my cock was buried deep into her pussy. I raised the pipe to my mouth as she rose again and lit up as she sank herself back down. The feeling of her pussy sliding on my cock combined with the rush of rock created a much more
intense effect than her mother's mouth had been able to produce. I relaxed back against the chair, almost immobilized by the sensations. She spun around so she was facing the table, still keeping my cock buried in her snatch. When she leaned over to set up another hit, I could see her ass stretch open, her puckered little brown-eye winking at me. I pushed a thumb into her asshole as she picked up the pipe. She raised herself up, almost pulling herself completely off of my dick, then she put the pipe to her lips. She lit, inhaled deeply and sank herself down again. When she exhaled, I took the pipe, put in
a big piece, and melted the rock into the char. Inhaling slowly, the dense white smoke filled my lungs.

We got up and went over to the couch. I wanted to taste her little pussy before her mother came home. She laid back on the couch, spreading her legs so that one foot was on the floor and the other was hanging on the arm of the couch. I retrieved the pipe, then slid myself down into position and brought my face up to her sweet little snatch. I put a big chunk of crack on the char, and put it over the lighter, watching it melt. Then I put the pipe in her mouth and held the lighter for her as she took a big hit. She inhaled deeply, then as she began to soar, she bent forward and we kissed and she exhaled a stream of dense smoke into my lungs. Her tongue probed my mouth. My ears were ringing as I leaned toward her and held her pussy open. I inserted my tongue, and could taste her sweet juices. I finally exhaled, and started flicking my tongue over her clit then sticking it down into her hole. Fresh juices flowed from deep within her cunt. Other than having your dick sucked while smoking, if there is anything better than eating a young pussy while doing crack, I don't know what it is. While I thrust my tongue into her pussy, she loaded another big chunk of white rock onto the end of the pipe, and melted it. She held the pipe toward me and lit it while I sucked greedily, getting a huge blast of crack smoke deep into my lungs. As I rushed, I thrust my tongue again and again deep into her pussy. Palm upwards, I inserted two fingers inside her, pushing up hard against her g-spot, with my tongue still working her clit. She moaned, and started to cum, and as I pulled my hand away she squirted her juices a foot into the air; I drank all that I could catch of her sweet nectar.

Finally I could wait no longer. I had to fuck her willing pussy. I led her back to the table, and bent her over so her ass stuck up in the air and her pussy opened invitingly. Using a metal rod, I pushed the pipe to consolidate the brown gooey caviar that coated the inside of the pipe onto the char, then lit up, greedily inhaling the dense white smoke. It was stronger than anything I had smoked that day, and I began to rush as I put my engorged cock against her tiny, wet slit. As I soared, I pushed deep inside her, as far as I could go, and began to shove my cock into her hard and fast, my belly making slapping noises on the cheeks of her ass. She turned her head so her cheek was flat on the table, her glassy eyes looking back at me. I could see a tiny dribble of spit leaking out of her open mouth as I slammed into her. I stopped to set up another pipe, took a big hit, then bent over her and breathed the rich smoke into her lungs. I couldn't hold out much longer, I needed to cum and I could also feel the shuddering beginning of her own orgasm. I began to shoot my load as the smoke sent me into euphoria. I pumped in and out, ejaculating huge wads of cum in her slick young pussy. She let out a loud "Ooh," and said, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Ooh, I love feeling your cock shooting inside my pussy." She shuddered once, twice, then came again. When I finished shooting my load into her tight teen pussy, I collapsed onto her back while she toyed with the slick head of my cock against her soft pussy. I felt her shiver again, then her body relaxed underneath mine, and I collapsed onto her back.

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