Chapter 45: A Piece of Tail

Harper Eliot lives at number 9 Red Lion Street.

You can read all of her stories here.

Harper is a big girl. A big girl with a fantastic big, generous body. She has beautiful, fat tits and a giant arse that makes men wet themselves.

She's too much for you. You don't deserve her.

She says she will do anything I ask. I believe her. 

She just turned 22. Thank god.

On April 16th she phoned me up and said, 'Fuck me up the arse Daddy.'

Harper is an anal virgin. Poor girl has never had her arse fucked.

'No not me,' I said. 'Find someone who will love you and take care of you. Find someone special.'

'Daddy's cock is so beautiful. The most beautiful I've ever seen. Fuck my arse, Daddy.'

'Leave it alone Harper,' I put the phone down.

On May 16th she phoned me again.

'Jesus Christ Daddy. Just played again. Just fucked myself. Used three fingers. Thought of your cock. I want it. Jesus Christ, please fuck my arse. I want it. I need it. Please.'

'Harper,' I said. 'It wouldn't even fit. I don't think it's even possible. Please stop this. I don't want your arse virginity.'

'Fuck my arse Daddy. Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it. Pleeeeaaaaassseee.'

I put the phone down.

On June 8th she rang again.

'Fuck my arse Daddy, please,' Harper sounded like she was crying.

'No,' I said. 'I'll tear you apart. It's not for you.'

'Fuck you.'

'Harper....'

'Fuck you, Daddy!' Harper slammed the phone down.

About a week ago I was just leaving my house and I found a hand written note on my doorstep. It said, 'Chase my tail.' A little further down the street I could see a pair of panties. I walked down and picked them up. I smelt them. They were delicious, but I didn't recognise the scent.

Further down the street I found more clothing; a neck scarf, a cardigan, a belt.

The trail led me round to the back of Red Lion Street to a place known as the back fields.

Amongst the grass I found a white cotton blouse and then a black skirt. At the very end of the backfields, just before a small woods I found a bra, size double F.

I think I'd worked out who it was.

I'm sure you have too.

I walked into the woods and saw a line of pearls

I followed the trail of pearls deeper into the tress and eventually came to a ramshackle, wooden hut.

It looked like the sort of place someone would go to get raped.

I pushed the door open and there she was; Harper Eliot, a mountain of woman, a tower of sex, a monument to every big girl you wanted to fuck but were too scared to. She could fuck a whole planet. She's too much for you. She's too much for me. She will break a man one day.

She was standing there almost naked.

She had her back to me. Her mighty arse begged me. Her valleys and canyons pleaded. Her tits hid.

She was almost naked.

Almost.

Harper Eliot wore patent leather brogue shoes with a 2inch heel. She had her red hair up.

She had a fox tail coming out of her arse crack.

It looked real.

I couldn't see how it was held there.

But held there it was.

A real fox tail coming out of Harper Eliot's arse.

Harper turned around and said, 'Please, please, please take my arse virginity. I'm only 22. I want you to be my first.'

'Get on the floor, child,' I said.

Harper smiled like a little girl with cake. I had all but said yes to her.

Slowly and carefully Harper got down on to her knees. She kept glancing around behind her.

I unbuckled my belt and undid my flies.

My ten inch dick flopped out.

I was nearly fully hard already.

I was going to fuck this young girl up the arsehole.

I wanted to.

She wanted me to.

We weren't doing anything wrong.

'I need to make you ready,' I said.

'I've tried to make myself ready,' said Harper.

Harper stayed upright on her knees and put her two hands on each of her monumental arse cheeks. She pulled them apart and displayed her arse crack to me.

Then things became clearer. The fox tail was attached to a glass butt-plug that was inserted fully into Harper's anus.

'Oh fucking beautiful,' I said. I massaged my cock gently, bringing it to it's full length. 'Is it real?'

'It's from a real fox,' said Harper. 'It cost me more than I earn in a week. Now I want a real dick in my arsehole. I've dreamt of this for years.'

I got down low behind her. I could smell her sex. I knew Harper would taste delicious.

I placed my hand on the glass butt-plug and gently eased it out of Harper. As it finally left her, Harper let out a gasp.

Her rosebud was stretched and glistening but still tiny and tight.

I placed the fox tail on the floor. Harper still had her hands on each cheek, stretching her crack wide.

I got in close.

I spat on her shit-hole.

Harper shuddered.

I spat again.

She shuddered some more.

'Get on all fours, child.'

Harper put her hands forward and arched her back. She stuck her arse out. She was perfectly at ease with what was going to happen.

'I am a child,' said Harper. 'To you at least.'

I grabbed both her her ankles and pulled her legs apart. I pushed her arse cheeks apart with my hands and spat on her hole a third time.

'Fuck, shit,' said Harper.

I moved one hand into her arsecrack and slid my palm down. My index finger traced the bottom of her valley. I moved underneath her and round to her pussy.

The girl was soaked. I moved two fingers inside her fuck hole with ease.

'You're so wet, slut,' I said. 'Have you been touching yourself?'

'Ugh, no,' grunted Harper. 'Nobody believes I get this wet. People say you have to have lube to get arse-fucked. I don't think that's true with me. Ever since I was very little, my little fanny just got absolutely soaked when aroused. I'm so fucking drenched. I can't stand not having your cock in me any longer.'

I put a third finger inside her. She was tight but her sex was so swollen and open with arousal. I pulled my fingers out and transferred her dripping girl sex round to her tiny arsehole. I rubbed her fanny juice in with spit. I worked it around the rim of her hole.

'Holy fuck. Show no mercy,' Harper whimpered.

I put my face deep into her crack. I ran my tongue around the edge of her arsehole.

I worked my tongue in.

I could taste her arse and her pussy at the same time.

She tasted magnificent.

'Please, please, please,' she mewed.

I licked her like that for ten minutes. I think she might have started crying at some point.

I pulled my tongue out. I pushed my finger in to her arse.

'Oh my sweet Daddy,' said Harper. 'Oh sweet fucking Christ my beautiful Daddy. De-flower my arse. Take my arse-virginity.'

I missed out two fingers. I went straight up to three.

I pushed them all in. I struggled and then once past the knuckles Harper's arse-hole suddenly seemed to ease and relax. I had stretched my girl wide.

'Aaaaoooooooooooowwwwwww! Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!'

'Want me to stop?' I asked.

'Don't you dare ever stop,' said Harper. 'It hurts, but it hurts so fucking good.'

I pulled my fingers out. Her shit-hole was wet and gaping. I spat on it some more.

'Now,' I said. 'It's time.'

'Oh my Daddy, please use me. Please use me however you desire. Please.'

My dick was so fucking huge and swollen. I was massive. The tip touched her.

'Fuck,' she said.

'Oh my,' I said.

I pushed in. My helmet was squashed by the walls of her arsehole.

'So fucking tight,' I said.

'Oooooowwwww,' cried Harper.

My bell-end was inside her. Harper was actually crying now. I saw tears fall from her face. I couldn't see how I would get any more inside her.

It seemed impossible.

I pushed on.

I got another inch inside her.

'It just won't work Harper,' I said. 'It's impossible.'

'I'm begging you for the last time, Daddy. Take me. Fuck my arse hard. I want all of it. Show me no mercy. I am yours. I am yours completely.'

I took hold of Harper's wide hips. She braced herself. 

I rammed myself inside her.

Fully.

Completely.

It really fucking hurt.

Both of us.

'Cunt, fuck, bitch, shit!' I said.

Harper just screeched like a cat on fire.

'I can't, I must, I can't!' cried Harper.

Her body rocked. Her tits banged together.

'I've taken your arse cherry, Harper.'

'Finish inside me, Daddy,' whimpered Harper.

Her arse was loosening. I had stretched her.

'You want me to?'

Harper managed to turn around and look straight at me.

'Come. Inside. Me.'

I did. I exploded. Harper's arse tightened.

She was coming too.

I could feel the warm spunk jetting into her anus and filling her up around my cock as I continued to pump.

I kept coming.

So did she.

She fell off me and onto the floor in a heap.

She lay their sprawled on the floor.

Semen fell out of her arse.

It was so fucking beautiful.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 40: Henageddon

Red Lion Street has a pub called the Red Lion. Above the pub is a night club called the Red Room.

Every Friday and Saturday night dance music pumps out and wakes all the neighbours.

Penny lives at number 48 Red Lion Street with her mother Laura. You can read all of her stories here. She's getting married soon to Warren. A rich fuck she met and screwed on their first date with her friend Rikki watching. Rikki lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Last Saturday Penny had her Hen night at the Red Room. All the young girls on the street went. I watched them all from my window. Clip-clopping and staggering in their stilettos, constantly tugging at the hem of their too short skirts, laughing like witches.

The pumping bass shook the whole street. I knew Rikki had hired a troupe of male strippers for her best friend, and bride to be; Penny.

Around 1am I got a phone call from Laura, Penny's mother.

'Captain, somebody just called me and said terrible things are happening down at the Red Room. I'm worried about my daughter but I don't want to embarrass her. Would you mine going down and just checking everything is ok?'

'I don't think they really need a 41 year old man down there do they?' I said.

'You have a special connection with the young girls on this street. They look up to you.'

'Ok,' I said.

I got dressed and walked down to the Red Lion.

Outside the entrance I found Virginie sitting on the pavement. Virginie lives at number 43 Red Lion Street with her husband Tony. You can read all of her stories here.

Virgine was clearly drunk and had her legs apart and her little black dress was hitched up. She was wearing no panties. Her small, baby titties were on show too.

Virgine was wearing sheer nylon hold ups and black whore shoes.

She was trying to stuff a wine bottle up her cunt. She had put a condom over the end of the wine bottle. The condom wrapper lay in the gutter.

'Jesus, shitting Christ Virginie? What the hell are you doing?' I exclaimed.

'It's crazy in there,' she said, pointing to the Red Room. 'Everything got out of control so quickly. The strippers were getting very saucy and then all of a sudden Rikki started sucking one of them off on the stage. Five minutes later everything went insane. The strippers just started fucking any girl who'd let them and believe me, most of the girls were letting them. They were dicks in mouths and cunts, Girls kissing girls, it's pretty wild. It's like a scene from ancient Rome.

It just got me so fucking horny and wet seeing everyone lose control like that. I wanted to fuck too but there were no strippers left for me. I just had to find a quiet place and get myself off.'

'You're fucking yourself with a wine bottle in the street!' I said.

'Jesus, shit. I know. I can't fucking help myself. Just watching all that cock and cunt. I just wanted something inside me. I just had to get myself off. Fucking shit. Fucking christ. Sacre bleu. Oh, oh, oh.'

All the time Virginie was talking to me she had been sliding the wine bottle in and out of her snatch.

'This isn't right, Virginie. Go home. Go home to your husband. Now.'

'Fuck me first, Captain,' said Virginie. 'Please, I need a real dick. Right here in the gutter. Fucking do me. Fill me up. Use me in the street.'

'Go home,' I said.

'What's going on in Red Lion Street, Captain? Why is everyone so goddam fucking horny? Is there something in the water? Is someone drugging us?'

'I don't know Virginie,' I left Virginie in the street, fucking herself with the wine bottle and walked into the Red Lion. I walked up the stairs to the Red Room and at the top of the stairs, just outside the club room, I found Angela getting fucked by some brain dead piece of male fuck meat.

Angela lives at number 18 Red Lion Street. She's an air hostess.

Angela was dressed almost the same way as Virginie. Black tiny dress pulled up to her waist, tits out, hold ups and black high heels. Her panties were nowhere to be seen.

The guy fucking her was stark bullock naked. Not a stitch on. He was clearly a stripper. He didn't even look at me. He had Angela from behind, thrusting in time with the music, his balls slapping up against her ass. He was reaching round and grabbing her perfect C cup tits.

Other girls on Red Lion Street have bigger tits but Angela's are the best.

'Oh hi Captain,' said Angela not once stopping the cheap stand up fuck she was getting. 'Penny's hen night seems to have turned into a mother fucking orgy.'

'So I heard,' I said. At least Angela isn't married or attached to anyone. She can do what she wants. 

She's such a tall, strong , beautiful woman. Long powerful legs that could crush you. She had her legs far apart and was really making this young stud work for his money.

'Who's this?' I asked.

'Don't know,' said Angela. 'Didn't bother asking his name. I just grabbed him before anyone else did and bought him out here. He had the second biggest dick. Doctor Sun got the biggest one. He's not wearing a condom or anything. I told him he has to make me come three times before he can spurt over my perfect tits.'

'How many times have you come so far?'

'Just the once,' said Angela. She turned round to the stripper. 'Hey fucktard. Fuck me right. Fuck me harder. Don't treat me like a little girl. Fucking, fuck me harder.'

'Jesus,' I said.

'Want some?' asked Angela. 'You could maybe fuck my mouth or shitter whilst this cunt tries to bring me off?'

'No it's ok. I think I need to try and get some of these girls home to their parents.'

'Your loss,' said Angela.

As I walked away from Angela and into the club I heard her say, 'I said FUCK ME HARDER. Don't be scared.'

I walked into the Red Room. It smelt of dick and cunt. The were maybe eleven muscle bound strippers around the room. All of them getting fucked or sucked. There were 30 or so girls. All squealing. All drunk. Some girls were getting off with each other because there weren't enough men. Some girls were eating cunt. A few girls were nervous and just watching but no-one was leaving and no-one was complaining.

I walked into the room and tried to see if I could find the girls I knew. Check they were ok.

I nearly tripped over something on the floor. I looked down and there was Cate, lying on the dirty dance floor.

Cate lives at number 14 Red Lion Street. Read all of Cate's stories here.

She was wearing a tight black corset and a red mini skirt which was up round her waist. Cate wore black patent leather high heels and tights. She wore no panties and her pantyhose had been ripped and laddered around her shaven cunt.

'Shit Cate,' I said. 'What are you doing down there. Get up.'

'When Rikki started sucking of the stripper all the girl's started grabbing men. I didn't get one. I got left out. I couldn't stand it. So fucking horny. So fucking horny. I've ripped a whole in my tights so I can finger fuck myself, but it's not enough.'

'Get up Cate,' I said. 'Go home.'

'Fuck me first Captain,' said Cate. 'Fucking do me. I need a cock like yours. I've made myself come four times down here on the dirty floor but it isn't enough. I need a real dick in my cunt.'

'Go home Cate.'

'Fucking fuck. Not fair. Fuck.'

Cate writhed on the floor. Touching herself, craving attention.

'Why are we like this Captain? What's wrong with everyone on this street? It's getting so out of control.'

'I know,' I said. 'Go home, please Cate.'

'Need a fuck, need it so bad. Want to come. Fuck. Shit.'

I left Cate squirming on the floor as she started to put two fingers in her tiny, young cunt.

I was looking for Penny and Rikki. They are nothing but trouble those two. They were on the stage of course.

Some poles were set up on the stage. The girls were twisting and gyrating like two school girls pretending to be R and B singers.

Penny wore a pretty little red party dress, black heels, a choker and a wedding veil. She didn't have any panties on. Anyone could see that. Her dress was way too short.

Rikki wore a tight black long sleeved dress that barely covered her arse. She wore smart high heels and stockings and suspenders. Much to my surprise I could see that Rikki was in fact wearing panties. Bright red ones. 

Who would have guessed?

Hardly any of the girls seemed to be wearing panties. I don't know where all the panties went. Maybe they were all in the cloak room.

'Hey look,' shouted Rikki pointing at me. 'There's that filthy old codger. Hey, fuck you old man!'

'What the fuck are you doing at my hen night you useless old tool, why don't you piss off home fuck nuts?' cried Penny.

The girls danced and posed, pulling up their skirts a little, flashing their legs and arses.

'Your mother phoned me, Penny,' I said. 'She heard something weird was happening here. I'm just checking you're ok.'

I noticed a flicker of dread across Penny's eyes at the mention of her Mother. 'Fuck the fuck off you sad old shit,' said Penny. 'You're not my Dad. You're not my fucking teacher. Go fuck yourself you irritating ball bag.'

'Yeah,' said Rikki. 'No-one here likes you. 'No-one here wants you. You're just the sad old man who everybody feels sorry for.'

This isn't true. Rikki once begged me to fuck her up the arse when her parents were out one night and Penny had let me come in her mouth about a month back. I presumed they didn't tell each other these things.

It always felt like Penny was pretending to hate me. Rikki however seemed to have real contempt in her eyes when she insulted me.

'What happened here?' I asked. 'I heard you started this Rikki?'

'Yeah, well, no, fuck off,' said Rikki. She really was a stupid young woman. 'The stripper was asking the audience if we wanted some. I just gobbled his dick for a while. It was just a bit of fun.'

'He fucking came in your mouth,' said Penny laughing.

'Yeah but I haven't fucked anyone, not like these other slags,' said Rikki.

'And that guy who works behind the bar,' continued Penny. 'He came in your mouth too.'

'Well, yes,' said Rikki, slightly annoyed with her friend. 'But that's all. Just mucking about really. These girls are taking it too far.'

'I need to think about what I should do,' I said, walking away.

'Fuck off old man,' they both shouted.

I needed to get out of this madness it was too much. 'Mr Shame!' I heard someone cry. I turned round and there was Doctor Sun, Red Lion Street's sexy oriental GP. You can read her stories here.

Doctor Sun was sprawled out on the edge of the stage with her long sexy legs splayed out behind her. She wore cute strappy heels and long sheer hold ups. Her short sexy dress was hitched up over her arse and she had a stripper's big black dick in her hand.

She had cum on her tongue.

She had cum on her chin.

She had cum on her cheek.

She had cum on her arm.

She had cum in her hair.

As she licked the dick clean the big black strippers eyes seemed to roll back into his skull.

'Look Mr Shame, look,' said Doctor Sun. 'I have found the biggest dick. I got the biggest dick on the blackest stripper and made him pop.'

'Doctor Sun,' I said. 'You of all people should know better. You have a position of responsibility on this street. These girls should be looking up to you.'

'They are looking up to me. I got the biggest dick all to myself because I'm faster and meaner. Those skanks were too slow.'

'Jesus,' I said. 'Doctor Sun, what's going on in this street? Has somebody put something in the water? Everybody's gone crazy.'

'It's an epidemic,' she said. 'We've all gone cock crazy. I'd like to help you but right now I'm drunk on cum.' Doctor Sun looked up at the black stripper and said, 'Hey, you, you useless fucking tool. Do you think I could suck you hard again so you can fuck my box and make me pregnant?'

'OK,' said the stripper. He looked like he was about to pass out.

Behind Doctor Sun on the stage was a second pole. I saw Kelly from number 40 get up on stage and grab the pole.

Kelly is 23 and lives with her parents. Until recently they had lived in a small town amongst the suburbs. She works in an office in town as admin assistant. Every morning I see her teeter down the street on her way to work in ridiculous heels. She wears tiny skirts and squeezes her D cup tits in to C cup bras to make them look bigger.

She wears too much fake tan and too much make up but despite all of that, I have always thought she was a good girl. She has been engaged to her boyfriend for four years now.

Kelly usually liked to keep her long legs bare but tonight she was wearing thigh high black socks and shiny red heels.

Her dress was shocking. It was a short, flimsy, see-through number, and when I say see-through I mean see through. I think it was the sort of garment that was supposed to be worn over another dress. I don't know. The point is, everybody could see her black bra and thong.

I couldn't believe she was dressed like that and I certainly couldn't believe her parents had let her.

'Oh Kelly,' I said. 'Not you as well.'

Kelly steadied herself against the pole. She stuck her arse out. A naked stripper with an eight inch dick got up on stage behind her and pulled her dress up over her fat, fake tanned arse.

'im going 2 get fuked,' said Kelly. 'want 2 watch?' this is how she speaks. She thinks in text.

'No Kelly. You're engaged. Think about your parents.'

'i am finking about my mum n dad. wat  they wud say if they saw what a slutty chav slag i wuz. I'm finking about wat my boyfriend wud say if he saw me here on stage, giving it away to strangers.'

The stripper spat on his fingers and ran his hand up Kelly's shit crack. He started to line up his dick to her back fuck hole. She couldn't have been ready.

'i'm tired of being gud,' said Kelly. 'everyone thinks i'm gud but really i want to be the nasti. i want to be a glam model. i want to be in Nuts and Zoo. i want my dumb barbie face in the magazines and i want all the men to spunk off. at work i talk to old fucks like you on MSN. i make them wank for me and i send them photos of me on the beach in Ibiza with my tits out.'

The stripper pushed his unsheathed dick into Kelly's anus. Frankly, it seemed to go in far too easily.

'wach me, you old fuck. watch this slaggy, little bimbo with my face all made up on get arse-fucked in public. wach my fat arse jiggle, see my tits bounce, look at my yung face and beliv how much i wan it.'

The stripper was fucking her hard up the arse but Kelly didn't even blink. It was like she had spent her whole life training to be arse fucked up against a pole in a night club in front of 50 people.

Another guy got up on stage with a bigger dick then the arse fucker. Kelly took her hand off the pole and started wanking him.

'sometimes i wonder how many men would be the ideal number to fuck me in one sesh,' she said. 'a rugby team might be 2 much. i might never walk again. 7 is a good number. i'd like to have seven men in one go. 2 could cum in my mouth and 2 could cum in my arse. i'd let the other 3 fuck my sweet bald cunt without rubbers so i never knew whose baby it was when they got this small town slapper pregnant.'

Kelly looked at both of the strippers, one getting wanked and one up her arse and said, 'i want a shower of cum. wud u 2 fuckers please paint my barbie face?'

Arse fucker pulled out. He spun Kelly around. They pushed her to the ground. They were too rough with her. They were rough like all thuggy men are when they know a girl want's it so badly. 

They were animals on heat.

Nasty brutes.

Heartless bullies.

They got their dicks in close to Kelly's face.

'slap your dicks around my orange bimbo face. i fuking love it. i fukking want it now and every day. I never want to stop. use me. paint me. humiliate me. degrade me.'

The two strippers slapped they dicks against Kelly's face. They were wanking hard now.

'take pics on your phone Captain Shame. take a photo of me surrounded by dicks and covered in cum. blow it up to poster size. put it on the wall outside my parent's bedroom. make me famous.'

The strippers came within seconds of each other. Huge, lumpy, gloopy loads with bits in.

Not like the cum you see in porn movies.

Real, nasty, thick, stinky semen. 

On Kelly's cheeks.

On Kelly's chin.

On Kelly's neck.

On Kelly's tits.

Kelly just laughed and laughed, shouting, 'oh my god! oh my god! oh my god!'

I turned away. I had failed in my mission. I hadn't saved any of these girls.

The crowd was starting to disperse. The girl's were going home. The strippers were getting dressed. 

The floor was littered with semen and empty bottles of alcopop. I still couldn't see any of the girl's panties.

Rikki and Penny were still there. Sitting on the side of the stage. Somehow they had also received a blast of cum over each of their pretty young faces.

They sat kissing and stroking each other. Swapping two men's spunk between their beautiful mouths.

'I love you,' said Rikki.

'I love you too,' said Penny.

'You're going to make such a beautiful wife,' said Rikki.

'I know,' said Penny.

I started to leave. I had an erection. I would spend the whole of the next day beating off to what I had just seen. I still felt depressed though.

Before I left I walked in to the Gents. There was Harper. Harper lives at number 9 Red Lion Street. You can read the rest of her stories here. Harper is real, she actually exists. You can visit her own blog here.

Harper stood by the urinals. She wore a small black dress, you could see her bright red bra and her big, fat tits. She wore red high heels with a single ankle strap.

But none of that was what first caught my attention.

Harper had her skirt hitched up and what looked like a gallon of jizz was falling from her plump white, bald pussy onto the toilet floor.

'Hello Daddy,' said Harper smiling.

'Hello baby,' I said.'

'I'm the toilet attendant,' said Harper. 'You have to tip me.'

'I see,' I said. 'And what, as if I couldn't guess, is going rate for a toilet attendant tip?'

'Usually it's a fresh load of man fat in my gorgeous, young cunt. Though some men have just slapped my arse and spat in my face.'

The cum was still falling out of her. It was unbelievable. Splat, splat, splat it went, onto the ground.

'How many guys Harper,' I said. 'Just tell me. How many guys have been inside you tonight.'

'Let me see,' said Harper. She closed her eyes and tried to think. She was as drunk as a bishop. 'Four, I'm pretty sure it was four. Yes, four, I think.'

The spunk was still oozing out of her. It wouldn't stop.

'Harper, I think I'm going to use my toilet at home if that's ok?'

'You can use my arse Daddy? No-one's been up there tonight. No-one's ever been up there.'

'I told you before Harper. I wouldn't fit. You couldn't take me.'

'Fuck you Daddy. I could too.'

'Go home, Harper.'

'Fuck me up the arse Daddy. I've saved it. I've saved it for you and you alone. I want your dick in my shitter. Please, please, please.'

Sometimes. Just sometimes. I hate living on this street.

Chapter 31: Harper Eliot

Harper Eliot lives at number 9 Red Lion Street. She is big in the places you want her to be. Her tits are massive and her gorgeous arse cheeks swing from side to side. She makes all the old men hard. Her face is kind and patient and her hair is long and red.

You can read the rest of her stories here. Harper is real, she actually exists. You can visit her own blog here.

She has only just moved to Red Lion Street in the last few weeks. No-one knows anything about her or what she does. She looks young but I couldn't say exactly how old she was. Some say they have seen her hanging around with men too old for her.

I left my house one morning and found her standing outside. She wore a black dress and cute Mary Jane shoes with a strap and medium heels. She wore dark nylon tights.

Harper turned and looked at me. Her face was hard to read. She looked like she wanted something.

In her hand she held a sweet wrapper. She dropped it onto the pavement, on purpose.  'Oops,' she said, like a bad actress.

I looked at the wrapper. I pulled my eyes up past her tits and back to her face. 'Pick it up,' I said.

'No,' said Harper. She shook her head slowly. Like a spoilt child.

Something stirred in my crotch. You know what.

Instinct told me what to say. I didn't know exactly what Harper wanted but I knew my next line.

'Are you...bad?'

'Very.'

'How old are you?' I asked.

'How old do you think?' she said.

I don't like the age guessing game and ignored her counter question. 'Pick up that litter,' I repeated.

'I will not.'

'Listen, if you do not pick that sweet wrapper up I will have to...' our roles had been cast. I just had to cross the line, '...punish you.'

'Yes,' said Harper.

'Yes what?'

'Yes....Sir.'

'Get inside my house, now. Let's deal with this inside.'

I held the door open and Harper walked past me into my house. I followed her and watched her arse. My dick hardened.

It was a little forced the way she walked. She wanted me to look. She wanted this old man to stare.

'Go into the kitchen,' I said.

I went into the dining room and got a straight backed wooden chair. I took it into the kitchen. Harper leant against the counter. I slammed the chair down in front of her so it made a sharp, loud sound on the granite floor. 'Sit down!'

Harper sat on the chair. Her legs were close together. Her hands were by her side.

'Straighten your back, child,' I said.

Harper sat up straight. She pushed her tits out proudly. She looked like a schoolgirl trying to get Teacher's attention.

'Cross your legs.'

Harper crossed her legs, slowly. The nylon between her thighs made a soft 'shffft' sound.

'Cross them the other way.'

Harper uncrossed her legs then crossed them again. The nylon between her thighs made another soft 'shffft' sound. I could see a little more leg. My dick stiffened.

'Place your hands on your thighs', I prepared to cross another line. 'You insolent, ignorant girl.'

Harper placed her hands on her thighs. She bit her bottom lip. She never once took her eyes off mine.

'Why do you dress like that?' I asked.

'There's something wrong with the way I dress?'

There wasn't anything wrong with the way she dressed. Every time I saw a boundary in front of me, Harper just held the door open.

'You're dressed like a silly slut. Showing off your tits and arse like that. Making all the old men's dicks hard.'

'I'm sorry.'

'Sorry, what?'

'No.'

'Sorry...Master?'

'Yes.'

'Get on your knees.'

'Is the floor...clean?'

'I don't think so.'

Harper got on her knees. She looked up at me.

'All fours.'

Harper was on her hands and knees. Her beautiful ass and heels behind her. Her boob cleavage swinging beneath her cute face.

'Is the floor dirty?' I asked.

'A little bit, yes. It's a little bit dirty.' It wasn't.

I got a wet sponge from the sink and threw it at her.

'Clean it.'

Harper scrubbed the floor.

'How old are you?' I asked again.

'How old do you think I am?' said Harper as she scrubbed my kitchen floor.

'I think you're young, but you have the confidence of a woman. I don't know, 24 maybe? How old do you think I am?' I asked her back.

'I don't care,' said Harper.

'I'm 41.'

'I don't care.'

'I could be your father.'

'I know.'

'How do you like being ordered about by an old man you just met in the street? How do you like being told to scrub his kitchen floor? How do you like kneeling down there with your arse sticking out for me to see?'

'I like it all very much, sir.'

I walked round behind her. I wanted to stare at her arse. I wanted to fuck her up the arse, I wanted to cum in her arse. More than that; I wanted to kneel down, pull down her nylons, spread her cheeks and run my tongue up the entire length of her butt crack, from her juicy cunt right along her tiny shit hole and up to the base of her spine. 

'Hitch up your dress, slut. Let me see it.'

Harper reached round behind her and pulled her dress up over her butt cheeks.

Her nylon pantyhose were stretched tight over her giant globes. She wasn't wearing any panties. I could see her beautiful bald cunt.

I could smell her.

'Jesus, shit. No panties,' I said.

'Nope, no panties,' said Harper.

'Have you ever been arse fucked, little girl?'

'No,' She said. 'I'm an arsehole virgin. One boy tried and failed.'

Harper carried on scrubbing the floor. Her tits swung.

'My dick is close to ten inches long when it's fully hard. No matter what happens I could never fuck you up the arse.'

'Yes, you could. You could fuck me up the arse.'

'I'm too big for you. I'd hurt you.'

'I don't care. I want you to. I want you to fuck me up the arse, Sir.'

'No.'

'Fuck you.'

'You filthy little whore, don't speak to me like that. I won't allow it.'

'Sorry, Sir.' There were a few moments of silence that followed. Neither of us knowing what to do next. I unzipped my jeans. My dick sprang out, huge and erect. I was still behind Harper. She couldn't see it but she heard the zipper. She sighed and said, 'Spank me.'

I didn't hesitate. I bent down and spanked her across her arse.

'Again,' she said.

I spanked her harder.

'Again,' she said.

I spanked her as hard as I could and left red marks on her butt.

'You need to be punished for dropping that litter,' I said.

'I'm scrubbing your floor. I'm on my knees. You've spanked me. Isn't that enough?'

'No,' I said. I walked round in front of her with my dick sticking out like a flag pole.

'Jesus fucking Christ you weren't joking,' said Harper.

'Have you ever had a man twice your age haul you in off the street, get you on all fours and then jerk off in your face?'

'No,' she said. 'I'm still young. I'm a cumface virgin.'

I started to slowly beat myself off. I moved in closer. Lady Grinning Soul stopped scrubbing but knelt there looking up at me and my dick.

'How would you feel if I came on your face right now?'

'I would feel humiliated. I would feel degraded. I would feel alive.'

'Ask me, beg me.'

'Please come on my face, Sir.'

'Not sir.'

'Please come on my face...Master?'

'No.'

'Please come on my face...Daddy?'

Jesus Christ I was getting close to the edge, 'Beg.' I said.

'Please come on my face, Daddy. Please dump a huge messy load on my filthy, young face.'

I looked down at her eyes, pleading for my seed. I looked down at the biggest, most beautiful tits.

'How old are you?' I asked.

'21'

21. Holy crap. It was too much. I let go. I came hard. A string of spunk went across her left eye. A second shot landed on her mouth and chin. A third blast went on her mouth too. The spunk collected together and started to fall from her chin onto her tits.

'Thank you Daddy.'

Harper went to clean herself up.

'Don't clean yourself. Leave my jizz on your face. Walk down the street with my cum on your lips and never ever drop litter again.'

'Yes Daddy.' Harper got up, straightened her skirt and walked out of the house, swinging her hips as she went.

I fucking love living on this street.