For the next few months, Marco was happily getting rich. His whores were raking in money, especially Carol. He was still collecting a weekly transfer from Jill, and he even had a drug distribution sideline business. And since he kept his job at the hotel, he had the perfect clientele for his drugs and his whores. And he had to admit that he was even enjoying his new baby boy.
Actually, he thought it was about time to add another one to the family, so he pulled Carol off the streets for a couple of months and then got her pregnant again. Nine months later, she gave him another son. Life was good for Marco. And since he was doing so well, he made the difficult decision to let Carol stay home to take care of the children, even though it would cost him a couple thousand dollars a week in lost revenue. But the condition was that she had to get back to her prior weight and shape and continue being his personal slut. She readily agreed with the big ugly black man that owned her body.
At first, he thought he might send her customers to her mother, but after stopping to see Jill, he knew that would no long work. The once beautiful, vivacious, well-built 42-year-old blond was now a skinny, wrinkled, drug-addicted, 45-year-old skank whore. When he first took this once proud and wealthy woman a few years ago, she was prime beef and would fetch top dollar whenever he peddled her ass to his customers. But over the past few years, he had sold her to anyone and she was earning less and less income and costing him more and more in drugs. Sometimes she would even trade her pussy for drugs directly with customers.
Marco smiled as he thought of the many ways that this slut had been used over the past few years. Although the skinny old whore rarely had return customers these days, the young men who had her spend the weekend with them and their dogs still called on her services periodically. Their original group of five young men and two dogs had grown to seven men, two big women and four dogs. Marco knew that whenever she spent a weekend with them, she would return bruised, scratched and exhausted.
One day while Marco was at work, his young friend Akeem asked, "Marco, how are the two white bitches? I heard you're breeding the young one. How about her mother? I haven't seen her in a long time. Is she still making money for you?"
"Hah! Things are very good. I have two sons and plan on more with the young American whore. It cost me lots of money to not sell her pussy any more, but I plan on moving up in the world and I will use her as my ticket. The old one isn't doing too well. I had her sign over her little cottage to me and then moved her out of it and into a slum unit downtown. You should stop and see her. Maybe fuck her for old times' sake, huh?"
Remembering his times with both mother and daughter, Akeem knew he would never turn down an opportunity to fuck either of them. "Yes Marco. I* would like to fuck the older slut again." Marco agreed to let his friend have the older slut for a whole day on his next day off.
Several days later when Akeem arrived, he was greeted by an emaciated, worn-out addicted skank. Akeem was stunned. She couldn't have weighed 100 pounds. Her once perfect body was now too thin and her once beautiful face was haggard and wrinkled. Her smile was gone and her pretty eyes were glazed over. There was drool coming down her chin and her hair was a disaster. She wore a dirty housecoat that hung to her knees and was unbuttoned to her waist. He once perky breasts were now a thing of the past.
She slurred, "Hey... hey b-baby! Come on... on in and, uh! D-do I know you, baby?"
As he walked in, he looked disgustedly at the used up old whore. She stumbled over to him and grabbed his shirt to keep herself from falling and slurred, "I bet you came fer somma Jillies sweet pussy. Dincha, big boy?"
Akeem was too shocked to speak. Jill took a step backwards and unbuttoned her housecoat and let it fall to the floor. Her skinny, bruised and needle-tracked body almost grossed him out. He gently pushed her and she fell on to the stained couch. He said, "Are people still paying to fuck you? You're disgusting."
"Oooo, you know it, baby. They can't get enough of my sweet little pussy." She tried to get up, but fell back on to the couch. "Why uh, just this past weekend, I was with a whole gang of young studs and their doggies, Ha! And I did em all!" She rolled on to the floor and crawled over to Akeem. She pushed herself up on her knees and pulled his shorts down before he could step back. When he stepped back, he ran into the wall, and before he could move, he felt her mouth close around his cock. He thought of moving away, but he had to admit that her cocksucking skills hadn't diminished in her drug-induced state. He eventually blew his load down her throat and she collapsed on the floor.
Just then, Marco walked in the front door. "Ha ha! Looks like the old slut isn't too worn out to get you off, Akeem!" He said laughingly.
"I couldn't get away from her Marco. She pounced on me."
"Yeah, she don't get much cock these days unless it's just lowlifes. And they don't pay much. I'm thinking of just getting rid of her. She's costing me too much in heroine and anything else I want to try on her."
"Really? Well, I'll take her, Marco, if you want to get rid of her."
"You can't afford her drugs, Akeem. And you ain't even old enough to own your own white woman. What are you; about 15?"
"Ha ha, very funny, Marco. I been working at the hotel with you since I was 15. You know I'm almost 19 now. Come on, Marco. Let me have her, ok?"
Marco pretended to think about it and then smiled at his young friend. "Sure Akeem, she's all yours. And I'll even give you enough drugs to get her through the next few days. But let's have one more bit of fun with the old slut, ok?" Akeem nodded knowing he had no choice.
Marco wrapped the unconscious slut in a towel and carried her down the steps and into the back alley. Halfway down the alley were a half dozen filthy homeless men rummaging through the trash. Marco laughed and yelled, "Hey fellas, I'll give you each $10 if you fuck this skanky white bitch for me. When you finish, just leave her in the trash here and we'll get her." The men all rushed to him and got their money and then turned to the naked white woman. Marco looked at Akeem and said, "Let's go get a drink and then you can come back and pick up your slut."
When Marco and Akeem left the alley, the six men worked on the skinny old white whore. She had cocks in all of her holes. They spit on her and one of them put out his cigarette on her ass, but she was too far out of it to care. They blew cum down her throat and scooped it from her pussy and ass and fed it to her. They scooped any cum that fell on the ground and fed it to her. When they finished with her, they tossed her on to the trash bags and pissed all over her and left to spend their newfound wealth.
When Akeem returned, he was even more disgusted at the sight before him. The withered and soiled old whore was covered with cum, urine, grease, ashes and anything else the men could find to throw on her. Akeem wrapped her in the towel and carried her back to her single room apartment. He roughly pushed her into the bath tub and cleaned her body as best he could. She began coming around and asking for another drug fix. He ignored her as she kept getting louder and louder.
