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Charlene was upset that she hadn’t gone with us. Living with a prude like Mrs. Busy Body was no fun. So Leslie invited Charlene to move in with us. Besides she wanted some pictures of a girl roommate to show her husband when she got home. Charlene said that she would let her have a few nudes to show him too if it would help her marriage and her love life. In a half-hour Charlene was unpacking in our room, in another half-hour our shower was over, and in another half-hour our limbs were intertwined and we were have sex together. Both women sucked my cock, the other’s pussy, and let me fuck them both. Since I had already cum in Leslie, I decided to cum in Charlene that time. Then we fell asleep in one bed.
Charlene was the first to wake up the next morning because she hadn’t drank too much the night before. Eventually I woke up and our lovemaking woke up Leslie who joined right in. That time Leslie got my load. I had to piss real bad so I rushed to the bathroom and started going. Charlene handed me my camera and then she and Leslie sat on the edge of the bathtub and piss in it like Leslie had that trough in the bar men’s room. After that I was allowed to take all of the pictures of them that I wanted too, dressed and undressed. Great!
Things escalated over the next few days. The two women told the other women how good I was in bed and most of our other extracurricular activities too. Mrs. Busy Body was disgusted, the group leader was not at all pleased, but some of the other women were quite intrigued. The group pretty much split into ten and ten with the other ten interested in the shows, dinner, and getting back to the hotel. Our ten was pretty much interested in the shows, dinner, and partying until the bars closed. I made quite an entrance when I walked in with nine pretty women. Four of those women would only let me fuck them but the other five would let anyone fuck them. That meant that I could no longer fuck them because I could pass a disease on to the other four. Eventually our group split into five and five and the others going off in their own direction to fuck anything with a cock.
My four women were very faithful to me and to one another. Three were married, with Charlene being the only single woman, and me being divorced.
The next few days seemed to settle down some. Possibly the other group of five just made us look like prudes. During dinner each night we listened to them tell us how many strange men had fucked them, gangbanged them, or how many cocks they had sucked. They had all slid down the food chain to the level of a gutter whore. We wondered if we had anything to do with it.
My four women drank, danced, and flirted with everyone. Near the end of the night they would pick out one or two guys that they would want to suck and I would keep an eye on them as their protector. I had trained in martial arts and was not too bad at it, if I do say so myself. The guys didn’t get too far out of control but one man that had drank too much wanted to fuck the unwilling, called the women names, and then started to get violent. That’s when I put him down quickly. After that no one got of line with the girls.
Each night I tried to get a group picture of my four women and their men. The guys all wanted copies of the pictures and I told them that I would get copies for them, but I never did. The women knew that I was reliable to protect their reputations at home. We all came from the same general area and vowed to keep in touch.
That second week was just as much fun, then on the last two nights we did not have tickets to any shows. My group got more rest and enjoyed the last few days of our vacation. The group of ten kept to themselves and shopped the local stores for souvenirs. That left the other group of five, or as we called them, "The wild ones."
Then the day before we were to leave I got an urgent phone call from one of the girls. They had all been arrested for public nudity, prostitution, and disorderly conduct. One also resisted arrest and bit a policeman.
I took Leslie and Charlene with me to the police station. We identified the five women as being with our group and explained that we all had plane tickets out of town the next day. He woke a judge up and the girls got fines of two hundred dollars each with the one getting a five hundred dollar fine. My other two women and the group of ten helped us out with the thirteen hundred dollars in fines.
As I paid the bailiff the money I also became responsible for them until they were on the plane. In addition I got copies of all of their paperwork as if I was their parole officer. I got finger prints, mug shots, and the police reports. I even got copies of the evidence against them which included about a hundred pictures of them dancing nude on the bar, nude on the pool table, and nude in the street charging five dollars for sex in public. Most of the women had three cocks stuck in them at all times. The judge ordered that the girl’s prostitution money was to go to a local charity. Even at five dollars a shot it was well over five hundred dollars. They sure got all the sex that they wanted. Plus I had something to hold over them when they got home.
Speaking of going home I joined the Mile High Club with both Leslie and Charlene. I fucked the other two in my group, but just so that they could join the Mile High Club too, I didn’t cum in them.
Over the nest few months Charlene got a job teaching the first grade in Leslie’s school with her and moved in with me. Leslie stops in frequently and the three of us have sex together. The other two women drop in occasionally. Then the ‘group of five’ comes over whenever I tell them too. I had them all get checked out for sexually transmitted diseases and provide me with the proof that they were clean. When they do come over it is as a prostitute. I invite only one girl at a time and get between six and twenty men that are willing to pay five dollars for a hooker. The men go home happy, the girls go home happy, and then the local counsel of the Girl Scouts of America gets a money order in the mail once a month. Everyone is happy.
I’ve asked Charlene to marry me after the school year is over. We are planning on a trip to Branson, Missouri to get married where we met. We are planning on inviting our group and the ‘group of five’ to join us, but only if they are on their best behavior.
As to Mrs. Busy Body…I got the goods on her. It seems that Miss Goody Two Shoes is not all that squeaky clean after all. I was on my way to visit my father when I saw her pull into my father’s driveway, look around suspiciously, and then sneak into my father’s house. I then snuck up to the house and peeked into the windows. I found them in Dad’s bedroom. He always leaves the window open being a fresh air nut. I heard them talk about how bad their sex lives were and then I watched as they undressed and made love on the bed. I had my digital camera in my pocket and captured it all.
I’m not sure what to do with it at the moment. Do I blackmail her into having sex with me, do I blackmail Dad into giving me his fishing boat, or do I tell Mom that Dad is cheating on her? I ruled out the last one because it would kill Mom to know. Blackmailing Dad would not harm Mrs. Busy Body so I will just have to blackmail her instead…and soon.
The End
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