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God I’m ashamed. I really didn’t wanna do this, but it’s not like I had much of an option, I do really, really want the money though. Ugh, the worse is I can practically smell the unwashed bedsheets even from here. I really hope my friend wasn’t fucking with me… Oh, there she is!
“Heyyy, Laura, what, you ready for the first day on the job?”
“Oh fuck off Monica, you know this is the first and last time I ever come here.”
“I’m sureee… Don’t worry, I did get you a guy that was willing to pay top dollar for such a beauty like you! And.” Her voice turns quieter, and she whispers into my ear. “He’s hot, like. Real hot.”
“Might as well be a pig for me if he wants a prostitute.”
“Hey, don’t say that! You know it’s thanks to him… Or rather, people like him, that I can afford rent! And now, you’re also begging for his money, ain’tcha?”
“Touché. Where’s the bathroom? I gotta prepare myself and all.”
After being guided by Monica into a shitty little bathroom, I prepared myself. Put on the dumb, exaggerated make-up she suggested and mentally prepared myself. I still hate the idea of doing this, but I’ve gotta. Besides, if it’s some stupid chaser I bet I could get him to cum quickly, get his money and never look back. Yeah, that’s how it’s gonna go, have some confidence, Laura!
And so, after being guided once again by Mon, I find myself in a dingy little room, where I see the dim lights exposing a set of kink gear on a table, as well as a queen-sized bed, with… a fat guy sitting atop it. He’s looking at me with some really weird looking eyes, like he’s sizing me up. Didn’t Mon say he’d be hot? Gosh, didn’t expect her taste to be so terrible.
“C’mere, pretty lady.” He said, his large, meaty hand gesturing at the bed. With some hesitation, I sat next to him. He was quite taller than me, and a lot fatter. Seemed to have some muscle as well, because the strength with which he drew me to him by putting his arm around my waist was frankly overwhelming.
A grin appeared on his face as he approached my face. I should’ve been ready, but I wasn’t. His lips crashed into mine as he kept staring into my eyes, a look of hunger and pride in them. His much larger size allowed his tongue to practically bully mine as he shoved it around inside me, almost reaching my throat. After he got sufficiently comfortable, he started undressing me, but once he reached under my pants, I pulled out, restraining the urge to slap him.
“Not now.” I snapped.
In response, he simply chuckled.
“Good, I like a fighter like you. To the floor.”
I knew what was coming next, of course, so I kneeled before him, impatiently waiting for this to be over, but then I noticed a strange smell, a smell that almost made me fall back by itself once he pulled his cock out. I almost didn’t notice its inhuman size as I covered my nose.
“Fuck, why the hell does it smell like that?”
“Saved it for a pretty little thing like you, now you get the privilege of licking it clean” He grinned.
It was then that I truly saw the dick. It was clear it wasn’t going inside me if I wanted to get outta here in one place. It was oddly… alluring, but it was too big, fuck, it looked thicker than my fucking wrist. So I shuffled back, now realizing that I was on the floor, between him and the bed, not much room to escape, especially considering the door is right behind him.
“Bah, do you even know how much time I needed for my dick to get this good? You should be grateful, bitch.”
He approached me, and with one hand, he grabbed my head. Oh no. The smell was now right next to me. It simultaneously created butterflies in my stomach and made me want to vomit them all over the hardwood floor. I didn’t have time to process my emotions as he shoved his cock right into my mouth and started fucking it. It was mostly unpleasant, but I managed to get over it, at least until I started trying to use my tongue, and realized how he got his cock to smell like that. The moment the dickcheese touched my tastebuds, I immediately started coughing by instinct, but the bastard made use of my throat opening up to shove his dick in, now enough of his length going into me that my face was being buried in his dense, unkempt pubic hair. Fuck, even that disgusting fucking hair started getting red marks from my lipstick. In fact, I even saw the same marks on his cock if he pulled back far enough, which I noticed he was doing more now, focusing on slower, deeper rammings into my throat than fast shallow ones, he must be close. Going against my instinct to retch, I instead tried to use my tongue on him. As much as I hated to admit it, it did feel good to be dominated this way, even if it was by a hairy fat fuck. And he must’ve felt good too, because after a second, I felt a gallon of cum being pumped into me, some getting through my throat, but most getting vomited by my gag reflex. It felt like I was gonna drown in it if I get it out, but the look of disappointment I got by him after almost made me want to try regardless.
… Well. At least I’m glad it’s over. I start trying to put on my clothes, when he interrupts me.
“The hell do ya think ye’re doing? Ain’t over yet, still gotta properly break ya.”
“You came, didn’t you? That’s more than enough. Go fuck yourself.”
And I walked away. I’ve already been paid, so there’s not much of a reason to stick ar-
An arm around my neck, another trying to remove my pants. Steamy, disgusting breath against my ear as he whispers, slow and methodically.
“That’s no way for a missy like yourself to speak.”
My pants and panties are already removed when he commands me next.
“Legs. Up.”
For some reason, I feel compelled to listen to him. It must be because I have no other choice. Surely, it must be…
His surprisingly strong arms manage to catch my legs up in the air, making me incredibly vulnerable to him. His dick is already erect again, and thanks to its upwards curve, I can see right where it would be were he to penetrate me.
My diaphragm would be punctured, fuck, not even my lungs would be safe.
But the worst is seeing it compared to my own dick, or rather the fact I can’t compare them.
Even if hrt has shrinked mine, the fact it’s barely over 4 cm while his is… That disgustingly big, and however many times as thick… God, he is going to fucking impale me…
“Hm, didn’t know they could be that small. You are erect, right?”
“Sh-Shut up! Just fucking- Just do it already!”
“That’s my eager li’l girl.”
So he propped me up against his cock, and after finding my rear, he slowly put it in, making sure not to tear me apart with it. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt full, everything that could be filled, was. And it even felt like it fit perfectly, like a puzzle, since I felt how suddenly his dick got thinner, as if I had taken all of it.
“Alright, that’s the head in, ready, li’l missy?”
…
…
“Wha-?”
He shoved me down against his cock, insides melting and stretching to make way for the sudden intrusion, shaping my very organs around his cock. The air was knocked out of me and I almost fainted, I tried to speak, but simply couldn’t. All I could do was look down to see a very particularly shaped bulge coming out of my belly.
After a moment, he started pulling me up, letting his shaft slowly exit my insides, letting my inner muscles relax. But I could still not breathe, because I knew that, just like in a roller coaster.
Everything that goes up-
Only the tip of his penis is inside me now, like before.
I begin my silent scream ahead of time while tears form in the corner of my eyes.
-must eventually-
I feel my hair lag up above me as I am suddenly dropped onto his cock.
My belly hurts due to the sudden impact that is his dick ramming against it from within.
-come down.
Drool comes out of my mouth and drops onto the large bulge on my belly as he starts ramming into me repeatedly with the stamina of a bull, his perfect cock stretching me into its perfect cock-sleeve. I fucking want this. I am his perfect fucking fleshlight. It is molding me to be his perfect bitch.
“You like this, don’t you bitch?”
I instinctively lean my head into his. I need his breath to overtake me, to be all I breathe, but he knows better than me. He does something better. He licks my ear, making my cock squirm. And he goes further. While still impaling me on his perfect fucking cock, he puts his tongue inside my ear, making goosebumps appear all over my skin and my toes to curl. I find a voice I didn’t know I had as I pleaded for him.
“Fuuuuuuck, please just fucking come in me I fucking need it, God….”
“Don’t worry, doll. I’m close. Take it all for daddy, okay? Don’t let a single drop touch the floor.”
A particularly deep shove. Another. Yet another. He quickens his pace. She can feel her prostate burning as his dick keeps pushing it to the side. She cums, a spoonful of clear come dribbling out of her. As she’s cumming, her muscles contract in just the perfect way for his cock. After a few more pumps, the floodgates open, and all the space that his dick occupied is replaced by cum. She falls to the floor, still convulsing, her stomach bloated with his seed and slowly but surely falling out of her ass.
“I’ll eat it daddy, please don’t worry! I won’t waste it!”
I then started trying to stop cum from flowing out of me, and with my other hand started getting as much of the cum that fell as possible, trying to get it into my mouth. I had to make up for earlier when I threw up his precious seed, didn’t I?
But he, in his infinite kindness, chuckled and made me face him, my face a wreck thanks to all the crying I somehow didn’t notice when I was being railed. My makeup was unrecognizable and now simply stained my face. But he still saw beauty in me.
“You will always be mine, and I will always be your daddy. You don’t have to worry about anything else.”
And I saw it. I saw the beauty in him, how misguided my disgust for him was. It’s true. He really was hot.
He says I mustn’t worry about anything else, but I need to make it up to him. I need to make other people see his beauty, his love…
Come to think of it, didn’t I have a friend who was also short on money?