Undercover Whore Ch. 12

After spending the day with Amber, Madison realizes how pure her friend is. How open and happy she is.

But, there is a sick part of her that wants to see the woman follow her path into carnal knowledge.

She's a bad friend, she thinks.

"Should I wear this," Amber holds up a light colored skirt, "or this?" she shows a dark skirt.

Madison looks to her friend in her bra and crotchless panties.

"I think you should go with the yellow one, with a white top."

Amber looks to the items and smiles, "Okay."

For her part, Madison wears a red top with a black skirt that barely covers her genitals.

When they're dressed, the two police officers do last minute checks before leaving to find a cab.

The driver knows what they're up to as he drops them off near the Pink Swallow.

Amber is excited for this dangerous side of life and eagerly follows Madison into the brothel.

Upon entering, Daisy greets the pair.

"Evening ladies, will you be dancing?"

Madison and her protege look to one another before nodding.

Daisy smiles, "That's good. But, Carl will have to see the new girl."

Madison's stomach freezes as she looks to the oblivious angel.

"Amber," the redhead says, "You need to go with Daisy."

The greenhorn looks from her to the experienced manager in confusion.

Madison leans in close, "It's an interview."

Amber looks worried as Daisy waves her on into the back room.

Madison feels anxious as they depart and can think of nothing more than to get a drink.

She doesn't think she's drinking too fast. But, her rum and coke empties before Amber returns.

The girl has a complicated look on her face.

Madison goes out to meet her and notices the wrinkles in her skirt.

Amber is quiet as they settle at a table.

"Are you alright?" The words seem inadequate as they come out of Madison's mouth.

She sees the redness of Amber's nose and the mist in her eyes.

"I'm okay," the naive woman says. "He just..."

He fucked her, Madison realizes.

For her it was a simple finger fucking. But, Amber's skirt and behavior speaks to the action.

Madison hugs the young woman. It wasn't the first time she's been fucked. But, in the previous times she had Madison right next to her.

The undercover officer notes the eyes on their display and separates from her friend.

"It's okay, Angel."

Somehow, Madison's trite words empower the blonde beauty and her eyes clear.

"We need drinks," Madison says as she takes the other woman by the hand.

The bartender greets them and pours out the booze.

They rest at the bar and Madison tries to build Amber's confidence.

"Hey, Firecrotch," comes a man who slides up to her.

Madison puts on a professional smile, "Hey."

The man is greasy. But, not altogether unpleasant to look at.

"Tell you what," the man says. "I'll buy you and your friend drinks for the night if you give me a bj now and spread your legs for me later."

Of all the come on lines she's heard, this is the most direct.

Still, the promise of drinks is appealing.

"Okay," she says.

The man arranges with the bartender a tab and smiles a slimy smile as he unzips his pants.

Amber watches with an open mouth as Madison lowers herself to polish the man's knob.

Madison feels the eyes of her friend watch as she slobbers up and down the man's shaft. It arouses her to show such a display.

The man builds while Madison cups her lips around his crown and works his shaft with her hand.

The man groans as he climaxes, cords of mucus coat Madison's tongue as his orgasm ends.

Being the professional that she is, she shows him his work.

Before swallowing, Madison turns to her friend. And, with Amber's eyes on the mess, swallows the man's seed.

The man shows no notice of the subtle communication as he pats Madison on the head.

"Order what you like. I'll find you later."

The man moves along and Madison looks to her blonde colleague.

There is a silence between them for a moment before Amber asks, "Do they like seeing the cum in your mouth?"

Madison strokes Amber's leg, "It's a disgusting quirk."

"I-" Amber hesitates. "I want to try it."

The redhead is surprised by the sudden declaration and matches her eyes.

"Okay," she says, conscious of how she's bringing this girl down the wrong path.

It would be one thing if the men came to them. But, when the men don't come to them, they come to the men.

Madison leads Amber by the hand to a nearby man sitting alone.

His eyes are on the stage when Madison sits on the cushion next to him.

"Hi," she says seductively.

The man smiles, "Hello, Firecrotch."

The nickname seems to have spread more than she realized. Her shame only slight at the calling.

Madison drags Amber to her side.

"My friend is new."

The man's eyes are predatory.

"She's still in the learning phase," she pats the man's growing bulge.

"We can give you a discount if you let her practice with you."

She looks to her blonde friend who seems to be rethinking this course of action.

"Of course," the man says happily as he reaches across Madison to pull Amber to his lap.

Amber feels the mass of meat through their clothing and can't help but flash a nervous smile at Madison.

"So, you're new?" the man makes small talk.

"Yes," the blonde undercover cop replies.

His smile is one of satisfaction. "Here, I thought Firecrotch was fresh. But, you..."

Amber trembles on the man's lap.

"Don't worry," he pats her exposed belly. "Everyone needs to learn their job."

Madison feels annoyed at the man's patronizing tone. But, leaves Amber to learn in her own time.

"Do," Amber stutters. "Do you want a blowjob?"

The woman is like a mouse before a big cat.

He pets her stomach, "I do."

Madison watches as her protege awkwardly comes off the man's lap and kneels between his legs.

The man shows no effort to undue his pants and Amber looks anxiously to her senior.

Madison nods to the man's crotch and, with trembling fingers, the blonde undoes his pants.

The zipper falls and Amber reaches into his pants to unleash the serpent.

He stands at full mast while Amber looks for encouragement to the woman who should be protecting her from situations like this.

Madison nods and Amber opens her mouth and leans in to lift the musky tool.

It's tender. But, with last nights experience, she is confident that she can get him off.

Up and down, she slobbers on his meat. She feels him tense up and imitates Madison from earlier, sucking on the tip while jacking the man off.

All the while, he watches with a smug face.

The jizz collected, Amber's lips part from the cock with a pop.

She looks like she's tasting something nasty. But, she opens her mouth for the man and, more importantly, for Madison before shutting her mouth and swallowing the rancid seed.

Her eyes don't part from her mentor's and she shows a happy little smile, proud of her work.

The man strokes Amber's delicate cheek.

"I think you earned full price, little lady."

2 bills get pushed into her bra.

Realizing that she had just been paid for sex, Amber fumes. She stands up and stalks off to the bar.

Before Madison can follow her, Daisy comes up, "You're on next."

Madison looks to her friend in concern. But, follows her cue to go backstage.

Her clothes are slutty enough that she doesn't need to change.

"These loins are on fire. Coming at you, Firecrotch Rose."

Madison takes a final breath before strutting out to the music.

Compared to the first time, she's a completely different person.

She's not blinded by the crowd. She can identify the interest of the men gathered. And, more importantly, she can spot her friend.

It all happens in an instant and Madison begins dancing to the tune.

Gradually, she loses pieces of her clothing until she's in her birthday suit.

During the song, Amber has approached the stage, sitting at an unoccupied table.

Madison feels incredibly turned on and does a routine she's embarrassed to even think about doing.

She lies on her back and clicks her hooker heels in the air and spreads her sex so that everyone can see the labia open.

She repeats the process right in front of her friend. All the horny men as air to her.

On her feet, Madison walks to the edge of the stage and motions for Amber to come forward.

Like a deer in the headlights, the blonde looks around to figure out who Madison is beckoning to come unto her.

Finally, with red cheeks she stands and approaches the stage.

Madison kneels in front of her friend. They're close enough that Madison feels the damp heat of Amber's breath on her chest.

Lightly, Madison begins slapping her colleague in the face with her petite tits.

When they come apart, Amber has an odd look on her face.

The song ends and Madison goes to the effort to collect all the singles and her clothes.

The dancers change and Madison finds her friend.

"That was... weird," Amber comments.

Madison laughs, "That's one of the weird quirks men get off on. But, forget about that, there is an open tab for us to drink. Let's take advantage of it."

As the drinks pass their lips Amber grows looser.

"I want to do it," she says after a few drinks.

"Dance?" Madison asks.

"Yeah. You did it. I want to do it."

Madison strokes Amber's cheek and the blonde leans in to the contact.

"Okay."

The arrangement with Daisy is coordinated and the pair go backstage to get changed.

Once more the angel wings and halo cause both girls to grin. The pink underwear completing the outfit.

"Introducing... Angel," the dj announces and a beautiful blonde with creamy white skin comes out.

Despite her earlier confidence, it becomes apparent that Amber is blinded by the crowd.

Madison steps forward, approaching the stage.

Finally, Amber finds an anchor in the storm.

Madison smiles kindly and her friend grows in confidence.

Amber's not dancing for the men, she's dancing for her redheaded companion.

The music isn't too intense and the blonde stripper imitates what she saw her friend do just minutes before.

When the time to lose the bra and panties comes, Madison motions to the respective parts of her body. Until, all she still has on are the wings and halo

The pale skinned angel's chest and face are scarlet as she sees how many men are watching her.

While there's still has the time, Madison watches Amber do something she hadn't expected.

She lies on her back, claps her heels, and spreads herself for all to see.

The humiliation stirs a moisture in her pussy as hoots and howls celebrate her triumphant debut.

Amber has the presence of mind to collect all of her earnings.

When she comes off the stage, Madison is there to greet her.

"I- uh- I..." Amber's mind is frayed.

Madison leans into the naked girl and forces her tongue into her friends mouth.

Startled at first, Amber calms and lets her eyes close. The dance of tongues grounding her.

Finally, still naked, the aroused blonde breaks the kiss. Her breathing making her chest heave up and down.

She's embarrassed as she dresses back up.

They reenter the main area, many predatory eyes observing them.

The drinking resumes and Amber laughs in good company.

While they remain in their little bubble, they don't notice a man approach.

"Angel," the man says.

Amber jumps as he touches her on the shoulder.

He smiles a scummy smile, "I liked your show. I'd like to buy some of your time."

Amber looks plaintively to Madison. But, the red head remains impartial.

"O- Okay," the undercover officer manages.

While Amber is dragged off to a booth, Madison feels a tap on her shoulder.

She turns to see the man who had already bought her.

She smiles professionally. "You're back."

He enjoys himself as he says, "For you, I can be back over and over."

She allows herself to giggle, "That's a terrible line."

He shrugs, "Anyways, I'd like to settle the tab."

Madison nods, "Lead the way."

When they find an empty space, Madison pushes the man down and pulls at his pants and underwear away.

His cock rises before her eyes and on her way up, she slides her tongue along the man's length.

He lets her rule over him and she aligns their sex.

He moans as her wetness embraces his cock.

Up and down. Slowly at first. But she builds the tension as she looks down on him.

His sweaty paws grope at her tits. She allows him his play.

They hump their genitals together over and over, the slapping of their loins audible to those not too far away.

She feels him build until he pops. His dick trembles as it works to flood her pussy with his slimy mess.

She tries to continue, having not achieved climax, but he waves her away.

"Thanks. But, I'm done."

She feels let down and gets off his cock leaving her vagina with a pop.

They part and Madison goes off in search of her friend.

She finds her at the bar, a heavy atmosphere around her.

She's been crying for a while.

"Oh, Angel. What's wrong?"

She embraces the heaving woman.

"Let's go back," Madison says.

The ride home is awkward. The driver knowing their business but not knowing how to deal with a crying prostitute.

The walk to her door is tense. And, she thinks she hears a camera snapping a picture. But, she might just be hearing things.

Inside the apartment, they can feel safe.

Madison holds her friend while she cries.

When the sobbing ends, Madison looks her in the eyes.

"Tell me."

Amber breathes deeply.

"He didn't want a blowjob," she says. "He wanted sex."

Madison had assumed that to be the case.

Amber continues, "He kept calling me a whore. A dirty whore. A stupid whore."

Amber's eyes tremble as she says the word over and over.

"I-" she stammers. "Am I a whore?"

Madison cannot answer the question. She'd say that she's a police officer. But, if she's being honest, she's making the beautiful soul into a whore.

She knows she can't make the situation right. But, she wants to.

Madison holds Amber's face and kisses her.

It's awkward at first, the blonde surprised by the action.

But, soon Amber lustfully kisses her partner.

Madison's fingers trail down Amber's belly to undo the latch on her skirt.

Their kisses are hungry as delicate flesh is released.

Sensing the change, Amber pulls at Madison's clothing.

Rapidly, the veil is lifted and smooth flesh melds with smooth flesh.

Madison sits Amber on the couch and kneels between the blonde's legs.

"What a pretty pussy," she comments to get a shy smile.

Her tongue delves into the depths of Amber's crevice. But, her tongue can't reach that spot that she needs to reach.

Her mouth suckers and licks the woman's clit while her finger hook inside Amber's vagina.

That little ridge causes Amber to convulse when it's touched.

Madison shows no mercy in her work until she feels the tremor of Amber's orgasm, her face growing wet.

After the girl's climax, Madison climbs back up to her companion and gently kisses her.

She doesn't know how long they spend in each other's arms. But, eventually, they go to bed. The shower can wait.

Madison wraps her arms protectively around Amber.

There are no more tears. Just exhaustion.

Eventually, sleep finds them.