The Young Prostitute

One of the whores I solicited when I was in my late 30’s was this girl who was 18, or at least she said she was. She was blonde with green eyes, real pretty and not all fucked up like the whores who strolled around town at all of the obvious places. She looked nervous and a bit scared, which is what made me pull over and stop. The wife was away at her sister’s and I decided I was gonna have some fun.

After I pulled over I saw her looking at the back of my car. She slowly made her way over to me and I pushed the button for the passenger window to roll down. Damn she looked hot in her mini-skirt and tight t-shirt, showing her firm, well-rounded breasts. She leaned over and looked into the passenger window.

“Need a “ride”?” I grinned at her evilly and it took her a moment to figure out I was picking her up. But then she half-smiled and nodded. “Get in.”

She opened the door and got into my car and I drove up the road further in case the local police were somewhere nearby. Seeing me picking up an obvious whore would get me pulled over for sure and maybe arrested, depending on the cop. I drove, but kept looking over at her and I decided to squeeze her left leg and run my hand up under the mini-skirt. “You and I are gonna have a lot of fun, little girl. How old are you anyway?”

“Eighteen, ” she muttered shyly.

“Eighteen…” I nodded, wondering if she really was. Hell, I didn’t really give a shit. “Got a name?”

“Debbie.”

“Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, are you aware of what you just got yourself into?”

“Ummm….n-no.”

I laughed a cocky laugh and continued on, “Ohhhhh, you’re in for it baby girl so I hope you’re prepared for this.”

She looked more frightened at this point. “Maybe I should go back, th-this wasn’t a good idea.”

Again, I laughed, a little harder this time. “You’re not going anywhere, sweetheart!”

“I charge – – -“

“I don’t give a good goddamn what you charge baby. I can cover that. And you WILL do all that I want, got it?”

She was shaking a little bit and looked like she wanted to jump out. I didn’t want this bullshit the whole drive back to my house, which was in the remote mountains near the lake. So, I did what I felt was necessary to calm her ass down.

WHACK! – I back-handed her with my right hand. Her head flew back and then she looked at me with a look of horror, but was also more focused now on the fact that I was in control and that her panicking wasn’t doing herself any good. “Calm the fuck down, whore. If you weren’t prepared for this then you shouldn’t be walking around picking up Johns!” Then she started to sob, which really started grating at my nerves, but at the same time giving me a huge erection in my jeans.