1. Precious Purchase - chapter 1


    Date: 2/3/2024, Categories: Fiction Interracial, Male / Female Teens, Prostitution, Author: Limnophile 

    ... more accurate. Her thighs were only the size of my upper arms, and the top of her hair was even with my armpit.

The other girl was even smaller and shorter yet, with her chin slightly above my navel. She was the height of an American fifth-grader, but significantly skinnier. Other than her appealing and highly improbable breasts, she only looked about eleven years old. I knew Asian girls were smaller and looked younger than I was used to, but doubted she could be over 14.

The redhead exhaled a cloud then lewdly asked, “Want sucky sucky? Two hundred.” I quickly did the currency conversion in my head and realized she was offering me a blowjob for about twelve dollars. She suggested, “350 for both.”

I stared silently and she continued, “Fucky fucky five hundred?” I was horny and the thought of sex for only thirty bucks excited me, so I considered it a moment. I was astounded when she lifted the short one’s miniskirt, giving me a look at her thin dark bush and the exterior of her tiny and light purple outer labia. “Want little baby poony, like cherry?” The sight froze me in my tracks, as the smaller one stood mortified with shame. The little one yanked her skirt back in place and looked in the other’s eyes angrily, then turned toward me. I was surprised when she spoke with a British accent and in much better English, “Would you like blowjob and sex with me? Only one thousand?”

I thought, ‘Holy Cow! $60 for such a small sexy teen? WOW! But I don’t want to hurt a kid ...
    ... or go to jail forever, especially in a third-world hellhole.’

While I pondered she made another offer, “Two thousand for my mouth and poony, plus her ass?”

She sucked one of her slim fingers, then lifted the back of her sister’s miniskirt so I and a few people across the street could see her bitty butt cheeks and anus for a good ten seconds!

I was quite wary of getting in trouble. I decided to leave but was still curious. I asked, “How old are you? What are your names?”

I expected the larger hooker to say she was 18, or maybe 19. “Me 23, name Sri. Sister Azizi name mean ‘Precious’. She eighteen, see.” She held out their ID cards, which showed they were 18 and 23.

I involuntarily exclaimed, “Eighteen! My GAWD!" I couldn’t believe it. I offered, “Five thousand for the weekend, if she really is 18. Five for two nights of anything I want with both of you?”

Sri smiled happily. “Okay! You stay our place?”

I shook my head. “We’ll go to City Hall and a doctor, then stay at my hotel if everything’s okay. I’ll pay for checkups for both of you. If she really is eighteen… hot damn!”

Sri whispered something to Azizi, who replied in a local language that I didn’t understand. Azizi explained to me in her British accent, “My sister apologize because her English poor. I tell her what you said. Please may we use condoms and… and please not hurt us?”

I patted her little shoulder gently. “Don’t worry. I always use condoms with strangers, and I’ll be nice.” She looked up ...
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