1. Gisele's Story


    Date: 7/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Female / Girl, Female/Female, Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Threesome, Toys, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    money for me and for yourself,” he told me. “What does that mean? You’ll be pimping me out to your friends?” I asked. “And clients, yes,” he answered. He meant it too. For the remaining 30 days in July, weekdays, weekends, I didn’t step foot in Elite Magazine’s office. Fat Rob had me working at his various strip clubs across town. I didn’t strip, but mostly got drink orders, and was told to flirt with the patrons. I was also for sale - $500 for a few hours, $1500 for the entire night. Fat Rob gave me 25% of the share. All these black men, these gorgeous, styling, classy, black men purchased me every single night in the month of July. I kept count. Ulysses and Fat Rob were two. I had sex with 10 of Fat Rob’s associates. For 30 days I had two men pay $500 for a few hours with me – 60 men in total. I counted eight days in July where a black man bought me for the entire night; bringing the count up to 80 black men I had sex with in the months of June and July. It was like a movie montage playing in my head - night after night, man after man, fucking me. “Ian who?” I joked, near the end of the month when I undressed for a sexy, older, black man from out of town. I was back at his hotel that night. I loved their dark brown hands on my light skin. I loved how they grabbed my hips, holding me while I bounced up and down on their dicks. I loved the deep moan of pleasure they made when they finally, after hours, ejaculated on my face, or in my mouth, or in my pussy. I loved the ...
    rings they wore. I loved the smell of the cologne. I loved how clean they were, making me easily want to slobber, lick, slurp all over every inch of their cock, balls, taint, and even on occasion, a few assholes. I loved how Fat Rob bought me birth control. I loved how he whipped out his cock for me each morning after I was given my share of money, telling me to “get that cum” every time. I loved how he or his associates would conduct business on the phone in one of the clubs, while I casually sucked their cocks. I loved how Fat Rob bought me even more sexy dresses. Most of all, I loved how I thought of Ian less and less. Or tried to. Chapter 8 August arrived, and with it, the end of my time under Fat Rob. I was still under him of course, but in a more literal sense. He was regularly on top of me, slamming away into my black cock obsessed pussy, whenever he felt like it. Fernanda also arrived in August. I hadn’t seen the tall, exotic-looking, Latina since June. I smiled to myself overhearing her in Fat Rob’s office. Damn, he was going to town on her - just like he had done to me so many times over the month of July. Emerging from his office, flustered, tired, but satisfied, Fernanda smiled to me, motioning me to follow. “Don’t spend that extra money in one spot!” She joked in her thick accent. I’m guessing she knew Fat Rob put me to work at his clubs during the past month. I wondered if all the interns experienced this too. I followed her to an office setup for out of town and ...
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