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Sep
20
2009
A lil' Extra Tip Money – erotic story
Sara counted out her tip money for the third time sighing in disappointment. It had been slow even for a Sunday night but she was hoping for more. She would be losing power in her crappy little apartment tomorrow if she couldn’t cough up at least half of what she owed and even with what she made tonight she was still eighty bucks short.
“Fuck.” Sara whispered through clenched teeth. She would be doing fine if her piece of shit car hadn’t crapped out and cost most of her bill money to fix and if it hadn’t been mid November and cold as hell she could live without power for a while. But it didn’t take long for her all electric apartment to get down to freezing and below.
Dropping her forehead on the palm of one hand, Sara knew one way of getting the money she needed. In the first year she had worked at the club, she had went this route on a few occasions to get extra cash but she hadn’t in over a year and the thought of doing it now made her stomach churn. Oh what the fuck, she thought to herself. It’s just nasty sex and if it helps pay the bills, who cares.
Sara waited until the other couple girls left before getting up and going back to the office where the grease ball manager Willy was adding up his books for the night. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door before walking in. Willy was sitting behind his desk and looked up with an irritated look when she walked in. Sara swallowed hard looking at him. His thinning hair was a dirty blonde color and greasy, his body was plump, soft and as greasy as his hair. His only redeeming quality she thought was the fact he had a fairly big cock. Sara knew this from experience.
“You aren’t done yet?” he asked in his hateful tone.
Sara took a deep breath and blew it out to bolster her courage and decided to get right to the point.
“Tips were shit tonight. I need eighty bucks to pay a bill tomorrow.”
Willy blinked a few times before letting a slick smile cover his fat lips and leaning back in his chair hands crossed over his big belly. “And your telling me this why?”
Sara sighed and walked over in front of his desk putting her hands palms down and staring him straight in the eye. “I am too fucking tired for games tonight, Willy. Yes or no?”
“Well, I’m not sure what you mean….” He began. But Sara wasn’t in the mood for his shit.
“Fine.” She said and turned to walk away.
“Ok, ok. Yes….” She reached for the door. “I said yes, damn you!”
Sara took her hand off the door knob, a tiny smile of triumph on her lips. She turned to face him walking slowly back to his desk pulling off her shirt and letting her small, bare tits tease him, ready to earn her bill money.
“Fuck.” Sara whispered through clenched teeth. She would be doing fine if her piece of shit car hadn’t crapped out and cost most of her bill money to fix and if it hadn’t been mid November and cold as hell she could live without power for a while. But it didn’t take long for her all electric apartment to get down to freezing and below.
Dropping her forehead on the palm of one hand, Sara knew one way of getting the money she needed. In the first year she had worked at the club, she had went this route on a few occasions to get extra cash but she hadn’t in over a year and the thought of doing it now made her stomach churn. Oh what the fuck, she thought to herself. It’s just nasty sex and if it helps pay the bills, who cares.
Sara waited until the other couple girls left before getting up and going back to the office where the grease ball manager Willy was adding up his books for the night. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door before walking in. Willy was sitting behind his desk and looked up with an irritated look when she walked in. Sara swallowed hard looking at him. His thinning hair was a dirty blonde color and greasy, his body was plump, soft and as greasy as his hair. His only redeeming quality she thought was the fact he had a fairly big cock. Sara knew this from experience.
“You aren’t done yet?” he asked in his hateful tone.
Sara took a deep breath and blew it out to bolster her courage and decided to get right to the point.
“Tips were shit tonight. I need eighty bucks to pay a bill tomorrow.”
Willy blinked a few times before letting a slick smile cover his fat lips and leaning back in his chair hands crossed over his big belly. “And your telling me this why?”
Sara sighed and walked over in front of his desk putting her hands palms down and staring him straight in the eye. “I am too fucking tired for games tonight, Willy. Yes or no?”
“Well, I’m not sure what you mean….” He began. But Sara wasn’t in the mood for his shit.
“Fine.” She said and turned to walk away.
“Ok, ok. Yes….” She reached for the door. “I said yes, damn you!”
Sara took her hand off the door knob, a tiny smile of triumph on her lips. She turned to face him walking slowly back to his desk pulling off her shirt and letting her small, bare tits tease him, ready to earn her bill money.
Sep
18
2009
Legs wide apart.. erotic story
The rest of the group was up dancing except for Megan. Her feet hurt so she decided to sit a few songs out. Her friend Gina’s date Phil, had come back to the table and slid around in the booth close to her. The lighting was dim and the cloth hung low on the oval table and it was a good thing because it kept the fact that Phil was sliding his hand up the inside of her thigh under her short skirt from anyone’s view.
Megan spread her legs wider apart and watched as he smiled and winked at her. She leaned forward and crossed her arms on the table enjoying the sensations he was causing in her wet pussy. He slid his other hand to her chest which was covered by her crossed arms. Her shirt low cut in front and around the armholes, perfect for him to dip his hand inside and find a puckered nipple. He pinched her nipple between his thumb and finger while the fingers of the hand found their way beneath her panties and began rubbing her puffy pussy lips. Megan let a moan escape her lips but with the loud music there was no need to worry about anyone hearing. His fingers spread her lips finding her clit and teasing it before sliding down to her hole.
He didn’t waste time being gentle and before Megan could brace herself, he rammed both of his middle fingers deep in her cunt, pinching her pebbled nipple hard. She had to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out. He squeezed her small boob in his hand keeping up the pressure on her nipple while wiggling his fingers deep inside her drenched pussy. She heard him whisper in her ear to open her legs wider. She felt his fingers withdraw slowing before savagely forcing their way inside her again. Megan was gasping with the pleasure and pain. He kept shoving his fingers inside of her and it felt to her that he was trying to go farther with each thrust.
Faster and faster his fingers pumped her pussy until she could feel her hips trying to meet every thrust of his hand. His thumb spread the upper part of her lips until they found her swollen nub. He began to apply pressure while rubbing in circles and Megan knew it wouldn’t take long, she was going to cum right here while he finger fucked her hot cunt with people all around. But her vision was so glazed in lust she could barely see what was going on around her. She could feel his ministrations and hear his whispers in her ear telling her to squirt her juices in his hand. Within seconds Megan felt the muscles between her legs tense and the searing heat of her orgasm. Her mind was screaming, ‘yes, oh fuck’, but she was pretty sure her mouth wasn’t saying a word. At least she hoped to hell not.
Once her body went limp, he moved his hands away and stuck his fingers in his mouth sucking the evidence of her orgasm off his hand and Megan could feel her insides tingle as he whispered, “Sweet”.
Megan spread her legs wider apart and watched as he smiled and winked at her. She leaned forward and crossed her arms on the table enjoying the sensations he was causing in her wet pussy. He slid his other hand to her chest which was covered by her crossed arms. Her shirt low cut in front and around the armholes, perfect for him to dip his hand inside and find a puckered nipple. He pinched her nipple between his thumb and finger while the fingers of the hand found their way beneath her panties and began rubbing her puffy pussy lips. Megan let a moan escape her lips but with the loud music there was no need to worry about anyone hearing. His fingers spread her lips finding her clit and teasing it before sliding down to her hole.
He didn’t waste time being gentle and before Megan could brace herself, he rammed both of his middle fingers deep in her cunt, pinching her pebbled nipple hard. She had to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out. He squeezed her small boob in his hand keeping up the pressure on her nipple while wiggling his fingers deep inside her drenched pussy. She heard him whisper in her ear to open her legs wider. She felt his fingers withdraw slowing before savagely forcing their way inside her again. Megan was gasping with the pleasure and pain. He kept shoving his fingers inside of her and it felt to her that he was trying to go farther with each thrust.
Faster and faster his fingers pumped her pussy until she could feel her hips trying to meet every thrust of his hand. His thumb spread the upper part of her lips until they found her swollen nub. He began to apply pressure while rubbing in circles and Megan knew it wouldn’t take long, she was going to cum right here while he finger fucked her hot cunt with people all around. But her vision was so glazed in lust she could barely see what was going on around her. She could feel his ministrations and hear his whispers in her ear telling her to squirt her juices in his hand. Within seconds Megan felt the muscles between her legs tense and the searing heat of her orgasm. Her mind was screaming, ‘yes, oh fuck’, but she was pretty sure her mouth wasn’t saying a word. At least she hoped to hell not.
Once her body went limp, he moved his hands away and stuck his fingers in his mouth sucking the evidence of her orgasm off his hand and Megan could feel her insides tingle as he whispered, “Sweet”.
