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The Sunfield Trailer Park (LVA24 x MsBloom)

Goddamn Chloë really wasn't helping things. On the one hand, she didn't out him to his daughter and was keeping things subtle enough, but on the other, she was milking this for every drop of entertainment that she could get. She blew him a kiss and he saw Olivia a moment later, which worried him that she might have seen it, but thankfully she didn't bring it up. The girl was still down though and he could tell that with ease - it helped that she was still complaining about it. So when she got close, he pulled her into another, albeit smaller hug, and another kiss on the head.

When in the car, Liam finally spoke. "You lost. It sucks, I know. You're angry and frustrated, that's normal. Be angry and be sad. Don't hold it in. Cry, scream, go for a run, I can even buy you a punching bag - just do what you need to do to let it all out in a healthy way." He was driving and placed a hand on his daughter's leg innocently. "After you do that, you get back to training and focus on getting better. Because I'm proud of you and I know you'll be even better next time." He caressed her leg and patted it, before grabbing the wheel again. "Now lets get some ice cream and get home so you can show your mom that medal. Trust me, I'm still wowed by second place, don't doubt that."

With that, he drove to her favorite ice cream place and let her do as she wanted. This was her day. However... he was already feeling the urge that he couldn't really satisfy with his daughter... and not with his wife recently. It was so hard not going to the trailer park now...
 
Normally Olivia would have only had one scoop of her current favourite flavour but in need of some sugary comfort after the loss she now ordered five scoops of different, mismatched flavours: cherry, pistachio, salted caramel, pecan and mint. She also poured large amounts of both chocolate and hazelnut sauce on to of it before finishing the bowl with crushed meringues. It was a sugar bomb that would have her running lap after lap at the school's track to burn off the calories, but at that moment she savoured every sugary mouthful.

When they got back home Mary was feeling better and gave her daughter a proud hug and kiss on the cheek when being shown the silver medal she had brought back from her first all state competition. Of course Mary got to hear her daughter complain about just how small her defeat had been and yet so absolute. She also got to hear how the girl she had lost to had been really nice about it and even suggested that it would have been more fair to let them share first place.
 
Liam did his best to comfort his daughter, but once they got home, he figured that her mother would do a better job at it anyway. Olivia was at the stage where she honestly just wanted to complain about her woes and do little about it, but that would probably just last until the next day. The rest of their Saturday went by without much of an issue, with Liam sequestering himself in the garage to work on one of his projects. The man was never into cars or anything related to machinery, but woodworking was hobby he found himself unable to do as often as he liked. At the time, he was working on a small owl statue that he wanted to finish. It wasn't anything amazing, but it was something to distract him.

It didn't help.

While keeping his mind distracted help for a little bit Saturday afternoon, the evening he was horny and kept thinking back on the girls. It didn't help matters either when they went to bed and Mary turned away from his side while he was in the bathroom either. It was like she was intentionally wanting to make him feel neglected.

The next day passed and woodworking helped for a bit again, until he had enough. This was stupid and dumb and he knew he shouldn't do it, but Liam told Mary he needed to go hunt down for some tools and materials and got in the car. It was a bright and sunny day, a bit too hot even, so he had the AC on the whole drive toward the Sunfield Trailer Park. He could see how the streets changed like he was driving into another world and once in the park itself, his car caught the eye of a few, but nobody bothered him for now. He could see that there seemed to be a big BBQ party for a group of residents in the distance too, but his focus was the trailer he knew.

Once he arrived, Liam parked the car and got out, only to spot not Chloë, but one of the other girls she hung out with. "Hey... Billie, right?" He asked, thankfully he was good with names and faces after seeing her a few times now. "I was wondering if Chloë was free?" Maybe he should have messaged her... but he didn't think about it until now.
 
"Chloë's at the barbie showing off her medal before she pawns it," Billie said, took a deep drag on the joint she was smoking and looked up at him.
Her comment suggested that she too recognised him, at least from the track meet.
"Patty's with a client but if you're not in the mood to wait for them to finish we can always do it in your car."
She took another drag, held the smoke in before letting it out slowly.
"Full service?" she asked and adjusted her bra to make her already full breasts look a little bit bigger.
"Or just a blowie?"
 
He really should have messaged her before coming along. Liam looked toward the trailer and he could now faintly hear the grunts of what he assumed was a man. Patty and Billie, the second cousin and girlfriend - although he didn't know which was which - all seemed to be in the line of work then. He looked back at Billie then. She was cute too, her chest was bigger than the other two as far as he could tell, with more meat in her bones maybe? But just as attractive.

Honestly, he went there for Chloë, but it wasn't like he had an obsession over her specifically. "I'll take you up on that then." He said, unlocking the car again remotely. "Yes, I'd like a full service if you don't mind. Do you charge the same as Chloë?" He asked, reaching back for his wallet.
 
"Same," Billie said and stood up.
She wore a green t-shirt at least on size too small for her, which made it hug her breasts tightly and left her mid riff bare, and a pair of skimpy lycra shorts that left very little to the imagination once she stood up. The shorts hugged her cunt just as tightly as they hugged her ass and it was obvious even to a casual observer that she had nothing on underneath them.
"And another twenty if you want anal as well," she added.

Even if she hadn't seen him pull up it wouldn't have taken a genius to figure out which car was his and so she made her way over to it, leaned up against the hood, took one last drag on her joint, held the smoke while tossing the butt on the ground. She crushed it under her once pale blue sneaker as she let the air out, this time in the form of a series of smoke rings, a skill she had learned suggested that she was good at sucking cock and therefore often showed off to new clients.
 
Liam watched the girl intently as she got up and blew the smoke, his eyes admittedly looking over her whole body and then at the rings. "That is an impressive skill. I've never actually seen anyone do that before." He told her. Liam didn't smoke and he didn't hang out with people that did growing up, he wasn't much of a party animal either. Always a good student, good son, all around good boy. Maybe that was why he was so attracted to the girls of this place, his polar opposite.

The man took out the money hundred and fifty bucks as he walked over to her and gave it to the girl before they even got started or in the car at all, maybe innocent, maybe trusting, maybe dumb. If she had a sharp eye, she'd see that he had close to another hundred in his wallet before he put it away. "How should we do this? Do you know a place where we can park the car?" He asked, looking around at the area. This place was pretty empty, but what if someone walked in on them? "Or... actually... maybe a motel nearby?" His nervousness was starting to show. Fucking in the private trailer was one thing, but outside like this, it was so easy to catch him having sex with a teenager...
 
Having put the money in her bra Billie nodded and moved around the car to get into the passenger seat. She then told him to go back about half a mile, turn left onto a road that might at some point actually have been paved but now seemed to be more holes than road and about another half mile there was a secluded area with overgrown bushes and trees near a small pond.

Even before he had started the car she had her hand on his crotch, caressing his cock through his trousers.
"Ever had a blowie while you're driving?" he asked and undid the button.
She puled down the zipper and reach inside to pull his cock out. She was fairly certain he hadn't, few had but she knew that many men had fantasies about it so before he pulled back onto the road leading to the trailer park she had leaned in and wrapped her lips around his cock.

Slowly her head bobbed up and down taking just half of his length into her mouth with her lips tightly sealed around the shaft.
"O daddy. It taste so strange," she said and looked up at him with a smile.
From what Chloë ha told her and Patty after the track meet it seemed like he was the kind of guy who liked to pretend he was fucking his daughter and Billie decided to play the part without asking first.
"And it's so big in my little mouth."
 
At least Billie was nice enough to point out a place where they could be isolated, rather than tell him that they had to do it there. He didn't know a thing about any of these girls, but he knew that to live around here they had to be tough and maybe push their weight around. "Thank you." He said as they got into the car. Soon after, Liam was following her directions and driving to the location... yet he did not or ever expect that Billie would do this. He perked up when he felt her touch and then glanced over to answer her question, yet she didn't let him answer before she was already taking his cock out.

"Wa-- Ff..." He moaned out, trying to focus on his driving. Liam had indeed never had a blowjob in a car, much less while driving. Hell, he never had sex in a car before aside from some petting. However, when she called him daddy and started acting like Chloë had, he put a hand on Billie's back. "Don't call me that. Not today, Billie." He said, not chastising or aggressive, more as a request. He liked it, he still liked it, but after spending the previous day with his daughter and everything that happened... plus Billie looked the most like his daughter out of the other girls. He felt guilty.

It didn't take that long for them to arrive on the spot and he finally stopped the car, letting out a moan as she blew him. "Fuck, you're too good at this... I feel like I'm going to cum any moment now." He reached down, pulling her hair from her face and looking at her, one hand gripping her hair lightly. She really was good, the best.
 
Billie didn't say anything in response to his request of not calling him daddy. She just kept sucking him, taking him deeper into her mouth and before they parked she had her nose pressed against his scrotum and with the road being far from smooth all she needed to do was to keep her head still and the bumps in the road would do the rest, every pothole thrust his cock against the back of her mouth, thrust it against her throat. She was perhaps the one of the girls who disliked cocks the most but she was also the one who had practised the skill of deep throat the most, using a 12" thick dildo that she also used on Chloë sometimes when they did their shows together, or when a client wanted them to do a threesome together. She had even used it once to help a client DP her girlfriend. Of course she didn't call him daddy again. Perhaps Chloë had been wrong about the guy.

When he said that he was about to cum any moment Billie pulled herself off of his cock, pulled off her t-shirt and pulled down her bra before leaning back in to place her breasts around his cock. This way she began to stroke him with her breasts hoping that perhaps it would be enough to finish him before she had to let him fuck her.
 
When Billie started taking off her shirt, he admired her body. She really had an amazing pair on her, that could not be denied. It reminded him of when Mary was much younger and had a firm rack as well. That said, seeing those tits wrap around his cock was quite the sight. He pressed his lips together, watching her breasts go up and down and he could tell that she was rushing it now. Was she trying to make him cum right away? He didn't know how it worked, but figured that if he came, she'd say they were done. Luckily, he wasn't as turned on by this as he was from a blowjob - it was still great though. So Liam tried to calm himself and looked over her body.

The man reached to her ass, feeling her under his palm and then giving it a tight squeeze. "Are you the cousin or the girlfriend?" He asked, as if small talk would make him last longer. As they talked though, he started to rub over her shorts where her folds were, rubbing her harder and rougher if he noticed a good reaction. There was hardly anything between his fingers and her bare flesh anyway, so he wanted to feel her.
 
Billie dribbled some spit onto his cock for lube and kept rubbing her breasts on it.
"The girlfriend," she said and realised that it wasn't going to work the way she had hoped it would when it seemed he was calm enough to make small talk rather than moaning and struggling to not shoot his load before having gotten his moneys worth.
"Why?" she asked and gave him a curious look.
"You wanna watch us do it in front of you? That's extra and she's not here anyways so ..."
She didn't finish the sentence but rather went back to sucking his cock to make it wet with her saliva, just as Chloë had done in preparation for letting him fuck her.
"You want me to ride you here or ... I mean there's no one around. We could go outside and you could fuck me from behind."
he pushed her lips all the way down on his cock again and then added that it would probably be more comfortable for the both of them.
 
"I didn't mean anything by it. I'm perfectly happy with you, Billie." He said, not wanting to make it seem like he was just focusing on Chloe rather than her. Then again, it didn't seem like she cared. Both of the girls had been pretty professional, although her girlfriend seemed to be a lot more charismatic than Billie or maybe it was that Billie just didn't like him. It hit him then that if she was dating a girl, then maybe she wasn't into guys at all and this really was just a shit job she had to do. "Sorry, I won't bother you with small talk if its a bother. Let's go outside... fuck... Billie..." He moaned loudly this time when she took in his cock again.

However, Liam opened the door of the car and motioned for them to leave. He grabbed his pants and moved to the hood of the car where he waited for Billie to get into position and lower her shorts. In that moment, he grabbed her hip roughly and rubbed his cock against her folds for a few moments, before finally pushing into her all the way. No condom once again... her girlfriend didn't seem to mind either.
 
Knowing that it would mean her entire body would rub against his throbbing cock Billie crawled over him rather than getting out on her own side of the car. It would also give him a first rate view of her tight little ass with the shorts now firmly lodged between her buttocks, leaving even less to imagination than before. As she exited the car and stood upright she took off her bra and tossed it back into the car on top of her t-shirt. She then leaned over the hood of the car, her breasts pressed against the hot metal and reached back to pull down her shorts.

Her ass was almost perfectly round with a little heart shaped gap at the top of the thighs, through which her plump but perfectly closed labia could be seen. She left the shorts about mid thigh and used her hands to open herself up for him, pulling apart first her buttock and then with her fingers parting the labia as well to present him with an opening that looked so tight one might have believed her if she had claimed to be a virgin. It was one of the things she knew men liked the most about her. The way she opened herself up to him also revealed a tiny wrinkled asshole.
 
"Fuck..." The words just quietly escaped his lips as he watched the girl present herself to him. She was stunning... how were the three trailer park girls this hot and drive him this mad? He couldn't help scan her body as he approached her, his large body towering over her as he rubbed his cock against her. In that moment, he didn't care about whether she was into guys or not... or if she was into this or not. He didn't care about his wife ignoring and neglecting him, or the stressful job or his daughter or anything. In that moment, as he pushed into Billie, Liam cared about his pleasure and she was so tight that the pleasure came easily.

He released a groan as he pushed further in, feeling her insides clamp around him. Liam grabbed her asscheek and her shoulder to steady her as he started to pump his hips. The thrusts were strong each time, pulling back slowly and moving inside her in one go. He loved this position, the way the girl looked before him, taking his dick and the shudder of each thrust. Liam grabbed her hair next, pulling on it as he focused on his own pleasure, speeding up at his own pace and absolutely loving it.
 
Lifting her head up off the hood of the car she could see the reflection of her face and behind it his body in the windscreen. She could see herself being thrust forward and pushing back each time he thrust his cock into her and pulled back. She saw his hands on her, pinning her slim young body to the car. She couldn't see his face though, couldn't see the expression of pleasure her body awarded him, or rather the pleasure he took from her body. It was almost as if she was watching herself getting fucked from outside her own body.

When he pulled her hair, lifting her chest off the hood of his car to expose her breasts as a reflection i the same windscreen that had seconds before shown her face, she groaned and let out a little cry of pain. He was of course far from the first client to have pulled her hair like that and she knew from experience that they expected some sort of painful reaction from it. She put her hands on the car for support and looked up at the sky above her as he kept thrusting into her at an increasing pace.

"Don't worry about cumming inside," she said rather matter of factly.
"I've been on the pill for a while."
 
He didn't know if she was enjoying it or not, but regardless of the answer, it didn't actually change anything. Liam could feel himself reaching that point now and when he felt himself going over the edge, he leaned forward, releasing her hair and instead grabbing a handful of her breasts. The fact that she told him he could cum inside seemed to turn him on even more, far more than expected and he sped up to the finish.

Liam moaned as he came, with one final thrusts and he was finally cumming inside the teenage girl, pumping his seed deep inside her. She was on the pill... it was alright and nothing would come of it, but the very primal thought was enough for a very powerful orgasm on his end. "Hell, Billie... you're amazing." He huffed out, recovering his breath as he leaned back again, releasing her body and slowly pulling his cock from inside her.
 
Billie had no idea just how long he had been fucking her. It was as if time had lost all meaning. All she could be sure of was that the clouds above had moved. When he let go of her hair she let her head fall forward and once again looked at her own face in the windscreen, looked into the reflection of her own eyes and wondered, as he grabbed her breasts, if he was looking into the reflection of her eyes as well or if he just looked down at her body, her ass and how his cock moved in and and out of her cunt. Some clients wanted eye contact but usually it was only because they wanted to see the pain they caused her by using her body for their own pleasure. She had actually learned to cry on command and had realised just how much tears aroused certain men. In the case of the one fucking her right then the idea that he didn't have to pull out but could unload his cum inside her seemed to have a similar effect because it wasn't long after she had told him not to worry about it that she felt him shooting his load into her. This was her cue and she let out a loud moan, threw her head back and faked a decent orgasm.

"Got anything in the car I can clean up with," she asked when he had pulled out of her, hoping he'd have a box of Kleenex in the glove compartment.
 
He still felt ripples of pleasure throughout his body so soon after cumming and he was throughly enjoying it all. This was the experience that he missed in his life. Sex with his wife used to be like this when they were younger and sexually active. Now it was just two people living together. These girls knew how to fuck, that much was clear and the both he had were great actresses too, making him wonder if he really did make her cum or not. Probably not... Liam was not dilusional nor did he have a massive ego that made him think he was God's gift to women. He was an average joe and these young, fit girls probably had to deal with enough cocks to be sick of it. He appreciated her efforts though.

"Oh! Of course." He said, moving to the passenger seat and pulling out a pack of tissues from the glove box. "Here, its not much, but it should be enough." He took a tissue as well to clean himself up and glanced over at the girl. "Sorry if I hurt you, I got really into it there." He added.
 
"Don't worry about it. You're far from the worst of the lot," Billie said as she pulled out a full hand of tissues from the box and quite unceremoniously began to clean his cum out of her cunt, dropping the balled up tissues on the ground as they were used.
"But ... Like ... I appreciate that you're sorry," she added after a few moments of silence and looked at him, still naked apart from the shorts around her knees and her sneakers.
Her voice was much less confident in saying that than it had been when she negotiated the deal. For a brief moment she seemed almost shy and very fragile to the point where one might even have thought she was about to start crying.
 
Liam obviously cleaned up first and moved back toward the car. While she was cleaning herself, he didn't stare at her, giving her some privacy. He saw her naked, they had sex, but somehow he still felt like it was a much more intimate thing. Maybe he was overthinking it, but then again, she was still a teenager. She wasn't a full adult woman, still a kid in many aspects.

What he went to do in the meantime, aside from getting dressed, was pick up her clothing and bringing it to her. He was careful with it and the money she had in her bra was placed on top of it so she could see it was all there if she worried. Then he saw her expression, heard her voice and tilted his head curiously. "Billie, are you alright?" He asked. The shy and strained voice hit him not in a sexual way, but his fatherly instincts kicked in. It was easier for this to happen when Billie was the same age and somewhat resembled his own daughter honestly, so his own tone was very different as well, warmer and worried.
 
Billie pulled up her shorts once she was satisfied that she wouldn't be leaking cum into them, took the bra and t-shirt as he placed them beside her and put them on, counted the cash and slipped it back inside the bra again. She wished she had brought har cigarettes with her but as it was she had nothing, nothing to distract her and she did struggle to not cry. He was in one way just another client, another old man paying to fuck a teen cunt, just a simple business transaction where she provided a service, at least that was what she was telling herself. In another way he was different. His apology for having hurt her had seemed honest, not like the men who might say the same words but do so with a predatory smile on their faces as if it was all part of some game they played. She was not used to that kind of behaviour from the men she sold her cunt, mouth and ass to and when he continued to ask if she was alright with genuine care in his voice it was just more than she could handle. She felt the tears start to flow.
"Yea I'll be fine," she said, wiped away a tear and without looking at him started to walk back towards the trailer park.
 
Goddammit, what did he do? Liam could tell that she was upset of course, but he didn't really know why. Was it because he hurt her? Or was it just because of what she was doing in general getting to her? Maybe it was some outside influence. There was no way for him to know since he didn't actually know a damn thing about the girl. This lack of knowledge and a solution annoyed him. Liam was the type who had to fix things, he had to make things better when something was wrong. If a person was sad, he felt a need to make them feel better somehow and when that failed, he was annoyed.

"Hey, wait a second. Where are you going?" He said as he watched her walk away. "The sun's too hot and there's no shade between here and the trailer. Tell me where you want to go, I'll drop you off, alright? Billie?" He said, smiling as he walked around and opened the car door. "We don't have to talk if you don't want to either, just a pleasant drive."
 
Where she wanted to go .. Where did she want to go? Home? As if home was even real anymore. Sure she had her family, her junkie mum and her two younger half-siblings a brother and a sister, both still far too young to know how their sister earned the money she used to buy food for them, when their mum didn't spend it all on heroin. Still they both knew. No. She wouldn't call it a home. It was just a place where she slept, where her body had a chance to recover from the abuse she put it through. If it hadn't been for Chloë chances would be high that she wouldn't live to become an adult. Chloë was ... fuck she didn't really know what Chloë was, a coping mechanism, a sister in misery with whom she could share her innermost pain.

She kept walking though, barely even hearing his offer to not talk, just go for a pleasant drive. Where to? She didn't have a clue. The only thing she could think of was getting back to the trailer, check up on Patty to make sure she was ok and hopefully Chloë would be back too and she could cry against her girlfriend's shoulder. Why the hell did he have to be nice to her. Why the fuck did he have to actually care if she was alright or not. It was so much easier to stay detached when the client were just selfish assholes wanting to dump a load and then leave.
 
She ignored him. Liam watched her continue walking and he leaned against the side of the car with a frown. Did she hate him that much? Then again, who even was he? A perverted old man who wanted to fuck a teenage pussy and even hurt her in the process. Yeah, she had no reason not to hate him and there was little he could do about it. Liam didn't go after her and he didn't shout for her either. At this point, if he tried to go after the girl, he would just be a creep who didn't leave her alone - she needed her space. He was nothing but her client after all. So he simply watched her walk away and got into the car.

Liam drove away then. This had been a mistake. He came here, cheated on his wife and made a girl cry by using her. What the hell was wrong with him? All because he got horny and the reasonable part of his brain just shut off. He was a fucking moron.

He drove to the hardware store and picked up some pieces of wood and some new tools like he said he would. Liam made sure he didn't take too long, so it wouldn't seem odd that he was out the amount of time he did. Still, when he arrived home, his mood was clearly not better - to think he went to have sex and hoped it would relax and improve his mood? He felt annoyed now.
 
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