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Ashley's Story

... in pleasure, “So that’s why they call you Fat Rob?” She asked bouncing wildly up and down in the back seat of an Escalade; on an immensely fat cock belonging to the man she met in the nightclub 45 minutes earlier. It took a lot of work to get it in her, but eventually Fat Rob was successful. After Ashley came several times in the hour she was riding Fat Rob, he was ready to have his turn. “Get that cum,” he grunted, as Ashley hopped off his lap, going to her knees, closing her mouth around that huge, bulbous cockhead. She could barely fit it in inside her mouth, feeling her lips stretch far, just like her pussy lips did. She sucked the tip of semen, swallowing every ounce that flowed into her mouth. Fat Rob invited her back to his home, leading her to his bedroom. Guiding her to his bed he slapped her butt a few times, and began his second assault. Ashley came one final time an hour later, collapsing on her stomach. She looked over her shoulder at a sweaty Fat Rob as he pulled out, letting his cock land on her lower back with a fleshy thud. She moaned when she watched that thick meat begin spurting semen on her back, Fat Rob’s head looking to the ceiling, moaning. “Ah shit, you gotta come and dance at one of my clubs,” Fat Rob said, out of breath. “How old are you? Seventeen?” he asked. “I’m 19,” Ashley answered. Fat Rob grabbed a towel, wiping himself down, climbing into bed. “I’d pay you good. I’d pay you money and I’d pay you with this,” he said, grabbing his weakening ...

... cock, jerking it a couple times. “Oh yeah?” “Yes. You can take a black cock really well Miss Ashley. Most of my customers are black. They’d love you for sure.” Fat Rob explained. “It would be nice to make some extra money,” Ashley said, sitting up in bed, letting the semen dribble off her back onto the mattress. “Then come by one of my clubs next weekend. I’ll love to see you work that ass of yours on stage.” Chapter 3 “So you’re really going to go through with it? I wished I could,” Jules said in the shower while squeezing Ashley’s butt. “I am,” she smiled, turning around once more. Jules went to her knees, a hand on each of Ashley’s ass cheeks, “All those men watching you dance up there, flinging money at you. I wish I could see it, but,” she slowly kissed each of Ashley’s butt cheeks, “I’m going out with that guy I met last weekend and his friends.” Ashley moaned, Jules was making her horny in the shower, “It’s ok. Have you ordered that strap-on to use on me yet?” Ashley asked, thinking fondly back to the several threeways they had shared with various black students, occasionally getting carried away and momentarily forgetting about the guy, focusing on each other instead. “Not yet, but I will,” Jules stood, running her fingers in between Ashley’s crack. “Good, it’ll be fun. I gotta go now though, I’m running late,” Ashley said, turning around, planting a kiss on her roommate’s mouth. ********** On her way to the strip club, Ashley called her mother, Joanne, speaking briefly ...