Undercover Whore Ch. 11

Madison wakes to a comforting warmth.

In her mind, she replays the night with the rich John. Is he with her now?

As her mind wakes up, Madison realizes who's with her.

The happenings of the night before cause a welling up of guilt within her.

The turned a promising young officer into a whore.

"Hi," she hears.

Madison's eyes open to see the sweet smile of an angel.

"Hi."

They lie naked under the covers. Their heat shared.

Amber reaches out her hand to grasp Madison's hand.

There is peace in this moment.

After a long time of looking into each others eyes, Madison breaks the contact and rises.

Unashamed of her body, the senior officer finds conservative clothes to wear.

Amber watches the action silently.

"I'll... uh... I'll go make breakfast."

The fare of the morning is a repeat of the last, scrambled eggs and milk.

After a while, Amber comes from the bedroom, Madison's only over sized shirt, barely covering the naughty bits.

Madison looks away from the long creamy legs and focuses on the meal.

While she does this, Amber comes up behind her and hugs her.

"Amber..." Madison starts.

"Shh," the blonde beauty whispers into her ear. "Let me have this."

Despite herself, Madison feels better for the hug.

The meal prepared, they sit down to eat.

Amber's happy smile makes Madison experience complex emotions as she never has before.

"So," the blonde asks with her perfect lips. "What are we doing today?"

Madison sips at her drink, "I was thinking we'd go shopping."

The no longer innocent angel's face turns crimson.

"Okay," she smiles.

It's obvious what they're gonna do. Get Amber some real hooker clothes.

The finish eating and Amber dresses in some of Madison's conservative clothes and Madison opens up her shoe box of bills. She realizes what it means to use this money. But, she does it anyways.

Settled, they leave.

She knows he's out there with his camera. But, shows no concern. She isn't even dressed slutty.

More concerning is that the naive Amber could get mixed up in this voyeuristic game the man is playing.

She leaves her baggage at home and rides with Amber to the mall. All the while, the blonde's excitement bubbles up from within her.

The mall is an open venue with many shops catering to all kinds of needs.

The first stop is a lingerie store with a wide range of undergarments.

Some special crotchless underwear have Amber giggling.

"What do you think?" she asks as she picks up the underwear. She laughs, "Is it me?"

Madison wants to tell her no. To be the good friend and turn the woman back from her path.

"Yes," she says simply, hating herself for it.

Oblivious to her partners dilemma, Amber smiles in embarrassment as she adds the underwear to her collection.

The cashier doesn't bat an eye at any of the purchases. She's no doubt seen it all before. Women buying erotic clothes to spice up the bedroom with their husbands and boyfriends.

Madison finds herself wondering how many hookers she's seen.

But, that doesn't matter, Madison thinks. The rest of the ensemble takes some searching. But, there's a store for every need here. The skirts and tops come in all forms.

The changing rooms have ample space for two and the blonde angel brings a bunch of clothes with her.

"Come in," she pulls on Madison, who follows.

Despite herself, Madison is enjoying this trip. The cashiers give an odd look when they see all the loose change come from her purse. But, it's only a brief awkward moment.

In the changing room, Amber claps excitedly as she strips down.

The first thing she does is take off the underwear she'd worn the night before which still feel crusty.

She smiles happily when she picks out the crotchless panties she'd already bought.

Without shame, Amber looks to Madison for approval.

Madison finds her eyes lingering on the exposed pussy lips.

"It's good."

Her approval means the world to Amber and Madison is left to judge every trampy outfit that crosses that delicate skin.

Dark blue turns out to be the blonde's color.

They, with there purchases, find the smell of the food court.

They look to one another approvingly and follow the scent.

"What do you want?" Madison asks.

"Hmm," Amber looks around. "Whatever you pick."

While the smell of pizza and french fries lingers in the air, Madison's eyes catch on the ice cream parlor.

"What do you think about dessert?"

Madison leads the way and Amber follows.

They each take waffle cones. Madison takes chocolate while Amber gets vanilla.

They find a table and enjoy the treat.

"What's your family like?" Amber asks while they lick and bite their ice cream.

"Hmm," Madison thinks. "It's... complicated."

The blonde looks at her oddly, "How so?"

"My mom raised me. I never even knew my father. No siblings. My mom worked tirelessly to keep me fed and bathed. She lives one state over. We talk some times."

Madison continues telling stories of her life until they finish.

On Amber's lower lip, a drop of white drips.

She can't help but think the worst thing.

She recovers and leans forward to bring her thumb up to collect it.

Her eyes meet Amber's and she licks her thumb.

The world seems to go away as she feels the connection between the two of them.

The blonde turns away shyly.

Madison's breath catches and she stands.

"We should go."

Amber coughs and nods her head.

They bought a lot. But, it was a lot of fun.

Still, the night is encroaching on the world.

They still have some time to prepare and Amber in her special panties tries on one outfit after another.

Madison's already decided on a sheer, sleeveless, dress shirt and a matching skirt.

For Amber, a dark blue tube top pairs with a black skirt that barely covers her crotch.

Amber giggles profusely as the fated moment comes.

Dusk has fallen and the girls leave. The sound of a shutter flash tells Madison what to expect.

This night, they are destined for Candy's corner.

When they arrive, the seasoned whore looks up and down the newcomer.

She laughs, "And I thought training was over."

"It's alright?" Madison asks.

The tan woman smiles knowingly, "For as long as you want to stand here, I'll allow it."

As if sensing the moment, a car pulls up with a middle aged man leaning over the passenger's seat.

"Good evening, ladies."

Candy sashes to the window.

"Good evening, sir. What are you looking for tonight?"

My eyes find a panicking Amber.

She extends out her hand to hold the young woman's trembling hand.

The man looks from one girl to the next to the next.

"Just a blowjob. You're all so lovely, I can choose between you. Whoever wants to hop in."

Candy steps back and pats Amber on the shoulder.

"You're in luck. She's looking for the work."

As Candy pushes the blonde forward, Madison's grip on Amber's hand slips.

The rookie turns back to look at Madison. Pleading for something else.

Madison's lips make a line and she nods her head.

A look of abandonment shows on Amber's face as she, with a trembling hand reaches for the door.

She looks back from the seat to gain courage from her mentor. But, flinches when the middle aged man puts a hand on her thigh.

Madison hates herself for this. But, she doesn't change course. She doesn't see any other way.

A car pulls up and requests her but she tells them she's waiting for someone.

Candy steps up to the plate and is off with the man.

After about 15 minutes passes, the anxious Madison is rewarded with the return of her companion.

The man smiles and waves while Amber shamefully exits the vehicle.

When she sees Madison looking at her, she tries to smile.

"I did it."

Madison smiles sadly and takes her into an embrace.

Amber doesn't cry. But, she buries her face in Madison's shoulder.

Their hug lasts until a new car approaches.

The, not ugly, men leer at them.

"What will it cost for me and my buddy to get a fuck?"

Amber's face becomes friendly while Madison gives the answer.

"Well," the man in the passenger's seat says. "Hop in."

Madison grips Amber's arm for support and opens the door.

Amber slides in after Madison, her expression serious to hide the shameful anxiety she feels.

The car pulls into an alley the red headed officer has been to before.

The men hop out and open the doors for the ladies.

"You two are gorgeous," one man says as he caresses Madison's shoulder.

The other man echoes the sentiment as they draw the two ladies to the hood of their car.

On both sides, the two women are pushed down, their behinds lifted as the men undo their pants.

Madison looks across the hood, their eyes locked.

The first man to plow the field is Amber's. Her mouth forming an O.

Madison feels her man slide the head up and down her slit before plunging in.

As the men pound their pussies, Madison sees the makings of a shameful smile on her counterparts face.

The young officer looks away as she sneaks a smile.

Her gaze doesn't linger away and she returns the look into Madison's eyes.

As the pounding continues, Madison sees a look she'd seen at the theater. Amber's orgasm face.

She moans while the climax hits her. Madison can see the pride on the man's face as he continues.

It takes some time for Amber to recover. But, when she does, she has a sneaky smile on her face.

The men seem close and the two ladies watch each other's canals fill with the men's stinky seed.

When they're at last allowed to rise, cum dribbles from their holes, sliding down their legs.

Madison feels the sick thrill of corrupting something pure.

On her side, Amber feels joy in sharing this moment with Madison.

The men, gentlemen that they are, open the doors for the ladies and drive back to Candy's corner.

"We'll catch you two next time," the man in the passenger's seat smiles. The other guy waves.

Candy stands waiting for the two ladies of the night.

"And, here I thought the two of you had run away. Respect."

Amber smiles awkwardly and stands close the her red headed friend.

The night carries with the fresh faced Amber pushing her boundaries to the extreme.

"Cum is gross," the blonde says after her most recent pick up. "I don't know how to describe the taste. But, it's not good."

Madison feels herself smile. It is gross isn't it.

Throughout the rest of the night, Madison gets plowed while Amber sucks.

Finally, Classy counts her money.

"Was fun, Rose. See you soon."

Madison bids goodbye while Amber, with a red face at the promise of more, waves lightly.

The cab ride back to Madison's place involves the knowing glances of the driver. It's embarrassing, but part of the process.

Madison's unclear on whether or not she's in the lens of the perv. But, that doesn't matter.

What matters is getting clean.

Amber is a welcome guest in her home and they share no inhibition as they tear the hookerware from their bodies.

When Madison turns to the bathroom she feels a hand grab her arm.

She looks to see an embarrassed Amber.

The woman gazes into Madison's eyes before she leans in to kiss her.

This isn't their first kiss. But, it's the most intimate to date.

It's slow and warm.

Madison plays with the intruding tongue and allows Amber to push her down onto her couch.

The slightly bigger, slightly stronger woman humps against Madison while their kiss grows hungrier.

She doesn't know for how long they kiss or how long they spend humping their legs into each other's crotch. All Madison knows is that she feels comfortable with this woman like no other.

Amber, still on top, slows her kiss and just stares into the eyes of her redheaded commanding officer.

No words are shared as they find their way to the shower.

The cleansing power of soap and water somehow seem to take away from how filthy they know themselves to be.

After washing each other, they dry each other. And, ultimately, sleep together.

"Hey," Amber says as they lie beside one another.

"Yes?"

The blonde haired beauty laces her fingers through Madison's.

"Nothing."

Madison squeezes Amber's hand and they each find sleep in their own time.

Madison drifts at ease until light of dawn plays across her eyes.

The warmth beside her reminds her of who she's with.

This time, Madison is first to wake.

Silently, she watches the rhythmic breathing of the beautiful girl beside her.

This peace lasts for some time before Amber's eyes flutter open.

After a moment, the woman smiles.

"Hey."

Madison shares an intimate look with her friend before turning to rise.

"I'll make breakfast."

Amber is slower to get out of bed.

"How about we go out? I know a nice cafe with a breakfast menu."

Madison turns from dressing and asks wryly, "Scrambled eggs not enough?"

The naked girl in Madison's bed smirks, "We could also buy some groceries."

"Okay."

The matter of dressing doesn't take much time. For all the slutty clothes they purchased, a few normal skirts and shirts came with them.

The ride to the cafe sees the two of them holding hands and silently smiling.

Their date takes them to the pleasant cafe where the waitress greets them pleasantly.

While the waitress gets them some coffee, Madison asks, "What do you recommend?"

"Hmm," the blonde hums. "Their country fried steak is good. But, it's a bit too much for me."

Madison thinks the item appealing, "We could split the order."

Amber smiles as their meal is decided.

As they wait, the blonde officer's face flashes anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Madison asks, concerned.

"It's just," Amber's eyes mist. "It's scary."

The woman's commander feels guilty for not protecting her protege.

"Getting into those cars with men I've never met before and... sucking on their... penis'."

Madison grabs her hand from across the table, unable to say anything to soothe the innocent angel she's corrupting.

"Here you are," the waitress says as she puts down the plates.

Amber's nose is a shade redder and her eyes haven't recovered. But, the attendant doesn't notice.

"Ahh..." the blonde lets out as she picks up her utensils, a cheerful smile returning to her face.

The meal carries on in silence as they both mull over the tragedies they've endured up to this point.

"Hey," Amber says.

Still chewing on the meat, Madison looks up.

"Let's do something fun today."

The perky redhead asks, "Like what?"

"Let's go to the amusement park."

Madison recalls the commercials for the place. She'd never thought of going before. In fact there are many other places she'd prefer to go. But, she wants to see her companion smile.

"Okay," she says. "It's a date."

Amber is positively bubbly as they leave the cafe.

The ride across town feels natural. Like their not hookers on the prowl for johns.

The tickets are expensive. But, Amber brandishes the cash from her night sucking cocks.

Madison gives her a supportive look as though it wasn't earned by prostitution.

The sounds and smells of a carnival hit them as soon as they enter the park.

The innocent blonde tugs at Madison's hand, eager to ride the rides.

Amber shows no reserve as she leads them to the most intense rides in the park.

The noonday sun gives way to the settling of evening.

They stand before a wishing fountain and each toss a coin with a single wish.

When they're done, Amber draws close to Madison.

Their lips come together and they care not for the judgmental eyes of the onlookers.