Fat whore needed money, she got more than that

She needs the money. But the experience is more than she expected. She doesn’t want it to ever end.

I’m sitting in my car outside the apartment complex and trying to push myself to do it. The wine I just downed burns in my throat. Half of the bottle in one go. I’m scared. Under the long coat is only a little top and panties. I desperately need the money. How much must I hate myself to put myself in this situation? The phone lights up. “Are you close?”. I reply “just parked” and step out. In my bag is lube, condoms, my keys and my phone. I walk up the entrance of the building and then I see him. He is shorter than me, shorter than I imagined. And older. Maybe almost 60. I’m 32. He only say “hi” as we enter the elevator. He’s already told me to only speak while inside the apartment. “Can I take your coat?” he asks after closing the door. I take it off, revealing the lack of fabric on my big body. He grunts in a pleased way and puts my coat away. My hair is wavy, my eyeliner is scarp and I smell of expensive perfume. I smile innocently and step barefoot into his living room. Music is playing, Bruce Springsteen. So not my kind of music, but I’m not here to enjoy it. I’m here to act and serve, I’m here to let him do whatever he wants. His voice stops my thoughts. “We said 600, right?”. I nod as I sit down on the couch. He’s not far behind. He sits down and his hand lands on my naked thigh. “Kiss me”. I comply. The kiss turns into making out. His hands go all over my body. My top comes off. Instantly his mouth finds my nipples. Suddenly I’m laying down with my panties pulled off. I try to pose in a sexy way as he stands up. Does he notice how awkward I feel? I put one leg on the back of the couch and start playing with my pussy as he undresses. Why doesn’t he say a word? He’s hard. Maybe slightly above average. Smooth, all shaven. And he’s fit, I can tell he works out quite a bit. He’s just standing there, watching. Jerking his cock slowly in the dim light. I’m thankful I get wet easily. My pussy is already soaking. The wine helps. It’s apparent he’s been drinking too. I could taste whiskey while his tongue played with mine. One of my favourite songs start playing. Roll on John with Dylan. Will this song be ruined now? I was just about to say that I like this song when he bends down and practically shoved his cock in my mouth. “Continue to play with yourself” he says while grabbing my hair and slowly starts fucking my throat. I coughed a little and started concentrating. I need to take it. Breathe. The wine helps here too. I’m a bit numb, the cock goes deeper. I know I’m good at this. Soon it’s all the way down. The skin of his belly on my face. He starts fucking my throat faster and I have to grab the couch to hold on. I can taste the pre cum. He pulls out and strings of spit hang from the cock. I cough again and he smiles. “On your knees” he says and I stand up on my knees on the seat. “Turn around”. I turn, spread and lean onto the back of the couch. He’s supposed to wear a condom. But right now I don’t care. I like being treated like trash. My therapist once said “if you have a lot of self hate you can feel very seen when somebody treats you like you’re worthless”. Bull-eye. His cock slips inside my pussy with no resistance. “You’re so wet!!”. I can hear how horny and excited he is. I moan eagerly as he fucks me. He grabs my hair again and pulls my head back. He hits my cervix hard. Over and over and over. I know it will bleed. With his free hand he delivers several palms on my ass. It burns so good. He pulls out, still grabbing my hair. I feel his cock on my anus and I close my eyes. He pushes hard and it hurts. I love it. He’s my tool for self harm. If he only knew. My ass opens and he goes deep. As deep as he can. He soon finds the fast pace again. Hammering my big ass with only my juice as lube. He’s breathing harder and I know he’s about to cum. It only takes a few more seconds. He cums deep in my ass and stands still for a little while catching his breath. When he pulls out he casually asks if I want anything to drink. This is only the start, I can feel it. I say no, but ask if I can smoke. “Sure, on the balcony. Don’t get dressed”. As I stand up he says “there, I warmed her up for you”. Before I grasp what was just said I see him. A tall man is standing further into the room, stroking his cock. He’s big in every way. Fat and muscular, with a fat cock. My jaw drops and I take a step back. “She sure is fatter than any other girl I’ve had before” he says and starts walking towards me. “Weren’t you gonna smoke? Go outside”. What the fuck is this?! I’m so scared. “I said go outside” he says as he’s coming closer. My heart beats faster and I feel myself getting a bit excited. I grab my cigarette and the lighter and turn towards the balcony. His hand lands on my ass as I start walking. He keeps it there as I enter the balcony and light the cigarette. His body is close to mine, and I feel him guiding his cock into my pussy while I’m leaning on the railing. “Fuck” I burst out as the fat cock fills me up. The smoke tastes amazing as he fucks me right there, in the darkness. He’s gentle, I think to myself. I didn’t expect it. His hands grab my hips and I throw the cigarette over the edge. This feels too good to not enjoy fully. I push back onto him as he fucks me slowly, deeply, fills me up completely. “That’s a good girl” he says. I smile and feel the urge to touch him, I just wanna drag him to bed and see him as he fucks me. His hands move and grabs my breasts, stroking the nipples and the slide down over my belly and all my rolls. I hear him humming approvingly and he bends over to kiss my back. Am I getting paid for this?! This is something else. He stops my thoughts by saying “let’s go inside”. He pulls out and I turn around. I smile and he moves in to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck and we kiss. We make out. Hard. FUCK! He is good. He moves away and laughs a little while turning around. I follow him inside. The other man is no where to be seen. He continues through the apartment and we enter the bedroom. “Get on the bed” he says and I do as I’m told. “On your back, and spread for me”. As I lay down he climbs up and sink down between my legs on his knees. “Put your legs on my chest”. I lift my legs and put them against him. He guides his cock to my ass. I know this will hurt. I’ve never had someone this big there. “Let me rest my face on your feet”. He holds onto my legs and I feel his warm cheeks on the bottom of my feet. It feels great and then he starts pushing. I gasp as the tip of his cock enters. “Relax, take it”. I take a deep breath and relax my muscles. As I do it he pushes hard. It feels like nothing else. Holy shit. It feels amazing. I’ve never had this feeling before. I’ve never been able to cum by just being fucked. And now in my ass?! He starts fucking me as my ass gives in completely. I feel my eyes rolling backwards and I grab the headboard to support myself. “Holy shit” I moan as his fat cock goes deep in my ass, hitting all the right spots. We move in sync. He speeds up and pushes with all his weight onto my legs and ass. I’m about to cum, I’m actually about to cum!! I can’t believe it. My moaning gets louder and he smiles. He knows. “Fuck” I gasp and let it happen. I cum hard. My legs push hard onto him and he has to fight to stay inside. I can’t hold back and scream as the orgasm takes over. I close my eyes and pant through all the amazing feelings. He speeds up and I hear his breathing getting faster. I expect him to cum inside but suddenly he pulls out and stands up in the bed. He leans over and puts his hand on the wall above the headboard. He jerks fast and I’m watching him with big open eyes. I’m all groggy, orgasm still lingering, my pussy and ass pulsating. And then he cums. It lands on my mouth, my cheeks, my hair. I’m thankful that he missed my eyes. It’s an impressive amount. I giggle as he smiles. He looks pleased. Still leaned over me he says “that.. that was great”. I smile and say “it was” and feel that I’m blushing. He falls to the side and land beside me. I start laughing and say it again “that was really fucking great”. He laughs and ask if I want a towel. Without me replying he hands me one from the bedside table. I giggle as I wipe my face. Should I say it? Should I ask?! I really want to. My inner monologue is going crazy. Yes. I should. “Can I kiss you again?” I whisper as I look at him with shy eyes, still smiling. We turn toward each other at the same time. His hand grabs my side and pulls me to him. I put my leg over his hip and we kiss. My mind is running crazy. What is this?! Am I cuddling with this stranger? Why do I feel myself so extremely connected to him? I don’t want this to stop. I’m so attracted to him. I want him. In every way. We kiss deeply. I don’t want this to end.

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