Former Playboy Playmates Part 4: Julianne’s Depression - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 4: Julianne’s Depression

... herself on TJ’s cock, “I’d love that but I’m going to Miami,” she lied. TJ took one of her breasts to his mouth, sucking slowly on the nipple, “Well then when you return, I’ll be waiting for you.” Julianne nodded, kissing him, swirling her tongue around his, his cock embedded deep. ********* “We’re here,” Tony told Julianne when they arrived at the hotel in Atlanta. She had been sucking his cock for most of the seven hour drive, her jaws were tired. The four days that followed were nothing like Julianne ever experienced in her life. They were wild, sex-filled, days of debauchery. She never felt so alive, letting guilt and caution leave her thoughts. For starters Tony dragged her to a strip club, where she met his good friend, a man named Fat Rob. Tony bought, over the course of three days, three different women from Fat Rob. He paid for these escorts with Julianne. Tony smiled from the corner of Fat Rob’s office while Julianne looked on in shock at the fattest cock she had ever seen. “I, uh, I guess this is why you’re called Fat Rob?” She asked. “Yes it is Miss Julianne, now get to work,” Fat Rob replied. As Julianne attempted to suck Fat Rob’s cock, she watched a young girl, probably 18 enter the office. She introduced herself as Penny. Tony nodded to Fat Rob, putting his arm around the blonde and left Julianne alone with this mountainously large black man. The next morning, just as the sun was rising, Julianne limped out of Fat Rob’s Escalade to meet Tony. Tony exchanged ...

... Julianne for Penny. Upon reaching his hotel, they slept for a couple hours. She thought about seeing her sister Tiffanie, and her daughter, Giselle that lived nearby, but decided against it. She was too tired and didn’t feel like explaining why she was in town. That evening, Thanksgiving Day night, was a repeat. This time Tony exchanged Julianne for a young, short-haired brunette, named Jules. Tony and Jules acted as though they knew each other, hugging and kissing like two former flames. Julianne wondered how many women Tony had in his stable. Another night of Fat Rob stretching out Julianne’s pussy ended the next morning, when the second exchange was made. Friday they rested, sleeping late, heading to dinner. “You know I’ve fucked every one of your sisters?” Tony asked. “What? Are you serious?” Julianne asked, setting her fork down. “Yep. You were the last one on my list. The other four have all had my cock.” Julianne didn’t know what to say. She wasn’t necessarily angry, just a bit surprised. “Well,” she cleared her throat, “I guess that’s quite an accomplishment.” “I think so,” Tony agreed. Later than night a sweaty, exhausted Julianne screamed with pleasure as another orgasm over took her, Tony behind her gripping her hips, slapping her ass, letting her know he was ready to give her his cum. On Saturday night, the third woman was exchanged with Fat Rob. Her name was Torrie. She was maybe mid to late 30s, had long blonde hair, and a bright smile. She gave Tony a hug and ...