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Paying My Own Way. Sort Of.

There are a lot of my fellow students who bitch and moan because they do not have any money.  Oh boo-fucking-hoo.  There is one particular little whiney bitch that lives right across the hall from me.  Every time I buy something new she wants to see it.  Then she complains about how she never has any money because she has to study and go to class, blah blah blah.  I cannot stand it!

Friday after English Lit I was met by my Benefactor.  I call him my Benefactor and not my Sugar Daddy because Sugar Daddy sounds so ghetto.  Anyway, my Benefactor took me to a nice dinner, then we spent the night together at a Posh Hotel where he fucked me with one the biggest dicks I have ever seen on an older man, and in the morning took me for my surprise.  I was so excited!  Usually he just pays for my tuition costs, rent, utilities, stuff like that.  I really never asked for anything tangible, as a matter of fact, I never even asked for him to pay the things that he insisted he pay.  He just started to pay them, and I wasn’t going to say no.  I’m not stupid.

To make a long story short, he bought me a brand new car.  I loved the car that I had so I’m not sure why he bought me a new one.  I guess I’m just not used to be spoiled.  The whiney girl across the hall saw it and she went right back to complaining about how she has nothing.  I finally had it!  I told her that maybe if she got off her ass and got a job she would have money.  She didn’t like that, she said she wants someone like I have.  I told her good luck honey.  I went from feeling badly about my Benefactor spending money on me to wanting to show off everything just to piss her off.  I cannot wait until we meet next week and I hope to hell he gives me another tangible present because I plan on fucking him in my new car.

 

Memories Past

When I was much younger my Mother made friends with this older man who lived down the street.  She would take him homemade food every Sunday so that he could put it in his freezer and then just heat it up for dinner during the week.  Most times she would drag me along with her.  I would sit on the loveseat and hope that we would leave soon.  The place smelled weird, plus since he was up in age, there was a lot of dust and grime around the place.  My Mother used to tell me that I was being rude, but I wasn’t being rude, I was too busy being freaked out by the man and his house.

One time when my Mother became ill she couldn’t make her weekly delivery of food to the creepy old man.  She told me to put the stuff in my wagon and deliver it for her and not to be rude and spend some time talking to him.  I dreaded this chore that I had to do.  I took my time getting my shoes and coat on, and at one point I thought of running through the kitchen and just knocking all the stuff onto the floor so it would be ruined.  Yes I would of received a spanking, but to me it would of been well worth it. 

I started on my journey down the block, the food jiggling around in my wagon and finally I couldn’t put it off any longer.  I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, he shouted for me to go in.  I took a deep breath and went inside.  It was just like it always was.  He came over and took the stuff from the wagon then disappeared into the kitchen.  I sat down but kept my coat on.  He came back out and sat down.  He asked me about school and what I wanted for Christmas, just small talk.  Then he asked me if I would like to see something special.

I told him no thank you and that I had better go.  He looked sad that I had said no, but I didn’t care, I wanted out of there.  He told me that it was something from his daughter’s  that he had kept.  I said okay, but quick.  He took me upstairs and showed me a doll house in one of the bedrooms.  I was not impressed.  He told me to turn it around so that I could see inside.  All the rooms were decorated like I had never seen. There were tiny tea cups, tiny clothes, ornate furniture, lighting, bedding.  It was pretty amazing.  He told me that him and his daughter would play a game while she played with the doll house.  At this point I really REALLY wanted to play with the stuff inside the doll house.  He told me that if we played the same game I could play with it whenever I wanted.  I told him okay.

I took off my coat and began playing with the stuff in the doll house.  I was so intent on my play time that I almost forgot he was there.  That is until I felt his hand slide up my dress.  He pressed his fat old fingers against me and I knew he was doing something behind me because he was shaking the bed that he had sat down on.  He told me to keep playing, so I did.  He kept doing what he was doing, and I just kept moving stuff around in the doll house.  After a little while he stopped.  I looked back at him and he told me that if I ever told anyone about our game he would be very angry.  I promised I wouldn’t tell.  After that, I told my Mother that I would take the food.  Playing with that doll house was worth having old man fingers rubbing against my young smooth pussy, and I kept my promise and never told a soul about our game.  Until now that is.

Cluster Fuck Vacation With The Family

This is the bastard that started it all.  My Mom is a perfectionist.  She has a vapid case of OCD.  God isn’t as perfect as she is, and it drives the family nuts.  My Father learned a long time ago NOT to do the family vacation thing with all of us.  My Mother would have panic attacks over the stupidest shit. 

My Sister is a huge teddy bear collector.  I’m not talking crappy Teddy Bears, I’m talking extremely rare and expensive ones.  She found an ad on Craigslist for one such Teddy Bear but it was in NYC.  She called me and asked me if I would like to go with her and that there was a huge surprise in it for me if I decided to go along.  I’m all for huge surprises, especially if those huge surprises are slamming in and out of my pussy, but I digress. 

I told her I would love to have a free trip to NYC.  She laughed and agreed that she would pay.  I told her I would be there.  When I arrived I found out what my huge surprise was.  My Mother, Father, Brother, and two of my other Sisters were going as well.  I was pissed.  I remember the couple of trips that we went on when I was small and remembered how my Mother acted.  I wasn’t happy about having a repeat of her crazy OCD showing up over something small, but since I was already there I just pretended that I was excited to see everyone and off we went.

Now it is a long ride from here to NYC, but with everyone taking turns driving it would go quickly.  We had stopped somewhere to eat dinner and on the way out I grabbed a few of those crayons so I could give them to my one Niece who loves to eat them.  I thought it would be a great gesture toward my sneaky sister to say thank you for the ambush tactic.  Here I had forgot about them and they must of slipped out of my pocket when I was sleeping in the back seat.

We get to NYC and drive around a bit, then park the SUV and head off into the crowd just to stretch our legs.  We made our way to Times Square, my Mom was almost hyperventilating because of the smell, the way the people were not dressed to match, and nothing being orderly.  She was clutching my Father’s hand so hard.  What a trooper right? Wrong!  We finally have to stop walking around because my Mother is now in full on panic mode, she is actually YELLING at us to hurry up!  You know that the yelling is bad if the people of NYC actually stop to look at you because of it.  We were almost running back to the car.  We all jump in, my Mother gets in the back by me and my brother and I see the melted crayon.  I tried to grab it but she saw me and the face she made, I thought she was going to suck my soul right out through my nose.  She started to freak the fuck out.  Over a fucking melted crayon.  She went ape shit, I am not even kidding.  People were calling 911 because within a few minutes a couple of cops came up to the SUV.  See…Cluster Fuck!

My Mother almost was arrested because she wouldn’t stop going on and on about the damn crayon.  The cops thought she was having some sort of psychotic snap or something.  I looked at my sister and said, “Fuck this shit, I’m flying back home, have fun getting your bear with that looney bitch.” I grabbed my stuff, got a taxi, went to a hotel for a few days, fucked with anyone and everyone who I could pick up in some of the bars, then flew home.  I will never ever do that shit again. 

To Pledge Or Not To Pledge

College has started, and I for one am happy about it.  I’m a bit of a nerd when it comes to Education.  I will do anything to get a good grade, but do you know what also helps? Being part of a Sorority.  I am not sure how I would fit in because I am after all a bit on the wild side of things.  However, if you can get into the right Sorority you can pretty much guarantee a fantastic future for yourself dependent upon the Alumni from the Sorority.  It is all about who you know and what they can do for you.

I know for a fact the House Mother of one of the Sororities that I may want to pledge loves herself some tits and ass.  It is a well known fact.  Don’t get me wrong I still love cock, but that doesn’t meant I can’t play with a pussy now and again. 

The House Mother is not a very attractive looking woman.  As a matter of fact she is down right ugly.  It makes me leery of even trying to get with her to that I can get into the one Sorority.  I’m not sure if I should go for it, or if I will have to eat ugly snatch only to find out that I did that and still didn’t get in.  So the question is…do I pledge or do I not?

Back To Getting Those Grades

Summer is over!  Sucks right? Yes, yes it does.  The only thing good about it is that it’s time to get back to College.  The best part about college is that you have the ability to get laid constantly with no strings attached.  I love that.  I also love the fact that I have procured a position as a Professor’s Assistant this year.  Sure it will be a lot of work, but I do not mind in the least.  It will give me the chance to be around the older men while also being around the Students.  Cock cock every where.

I of course I do not plan on doing any sort of papers this year due to the fact that I will find someone to do them for me.  Wouldn’t you agree to take on the extra work load of a paper for me if I were to ask you while you had your dick firmly planted in my perfect juicy pussy? I thought so. 

Usually I go for the huge, big, massive dicks of this world but this is my education we are talking about here! I will do any cock that I have to get that perfect GPA so that I can get into a great graduate school.  There I will employ the same methods which I did in my undergrad studies.  First things first though.  I will have to meet all my new Professors and see who is interested in doing my pussy, and if one happens to not want to, then I will move onto a fellow student who will. 

From No To Yes!

Tits. I know you love them, you know what else I know you love? Pussy.  And guess what? I have both of them. That’s right, I do.  My pussy is juicy and ripe for the fucking.  That is, if you have the size that I require.  Don’t get me wrong.  There is nothing wrong with a six inch dick.  It’s cute, it trying so hard to be a big boy, but it is only six inches so it will never ever reach big boy status but it does try.

I had a guy once tell me he was packing ten inches.  He swore to it.  I could feel my pussy beginning to leak like crazy.  I even sprung for a hotel room so I could have fun, and there it was.  The poor thing.  Hard and sticking straight out, just looking at me.  This is when it became awkward.  I was already heated up, he was hard, but there was no way, because frankly, I would not enjoy it.  I’m not into pity fucking one bit, so this was just not going to fly. 

I told him that I was sorry but nope.  He was not pleased.  He actually started to yell at me.  Can you imagine? Like I am going to fuck him because he is yelling at me? Let me tell ya something guys, if you treat a woman like shit, there is no way in hell that bitch is gonna give up the pussy, unless there is something mentally wrong with her, or she is a submissive, which I am neither.

I walked out and he was still yelling, and I was still horny.  I went to the desk to let them know that there was some asshole in the room I rented with a hard on and bad attitude and that I wasn’t going to pay for him to spend the night so someone had to get him out of there.  I saw this woman in the back.  She was looking at me, and I started to look at her.   She had short hair, some ink on her arms, and these crazy beautiful eyes.  I never did get a big dick that night but I did get to cum thanks to the wonderful tongue skills of that housekeeper.

Getting My Way

There is NOTHING I will not do to get to a place where I know for a fact there is huge cock!  Take for instance when I was in NYC with a few of my girlfriends.  We had a pass, a PASS to get into a club.  We should of been let in, no problem, but the douche at the door said, “Nope.” Then made us get out of line!

Fuck that shit. Ooooh hell no.  I told my friends we were getting in if it killed me, I could smell the cock when the door opened and we were going to get some.  We went back to the hotel and changed what we were wearing.  Went back and got in line.  There were people staring at me, and a few bitches in line called me a slut.  Fuck them.

We got back up to Mr. Douche and this time, I just tell him straight up, I will fuck him, suck him, spank him, wank him, spit on him, shit on him, or whatever he wanted, IF he let us in.  He kept looking at my tits so I’m not sure he actually heard  what I said, but I took his hand and lead him behind the building.  Oh the things I did for that man.  I was smelling like I fell into a cum filled ocean, and my jaw was fucking sore as hell.

When I came back around to the front my friends were looking at me like, “Well?” and what do you know? Mr. Douche comes back around and lets us in!  Yeah I had to ‘freshen’ up a bit before I go to prowl for the big game cock, but it was all worth it.

New Neighbor

I was so excited to see a U-Haul truck pull up to the house next door.  That place had been vacant for so long, I am not sure why it didn’t sell.  Anyway, when the U-Haul pulled in two very big, nice looking black men got out.  My pussy started to instantly clench.  Black cock this close to me would drive me crazy if I couldn’t get to it.  I had to do something but before I could think of anything a car pulled up and three more amazing looking men got out.  OMG I was going to give them a welcome to the neighborhood they would never forget.

I watched them for a bit, then I went outside to get the mail and caught the eye of one of the guys.  I smiled over at him and waved, he smiled and waved back.  I went over there and talked to them all for a little bit, and told them if they needed anything I was going to be out by my pool in the back yard.

I went out there completely naked, and I fingered my wet pussy so fast and so deep knowing that they were watching from an upstairs window.  I just rolled around in that hot sun, getting a nice even bake done.  I cannot wait until tomorrow.  I am going to go over there with a pie, and hopefully they will give me something in return…a big black cock cum pie in my pussy. MMmmmMM.

From Bad to Good

There I was in her closet looking at her shoes so that I could borrow a pair, when I heard the distinctive sounds of really bad fucking.  When I say bad I mean I was hearing things like, “OUCH!” “No not there, HERE!”  “OMG, just forget it!”  Then I heard the door slam.  I grabbed the shoes and made my way out into the hallway.  As I was passing the Master Bedroom on my way back out to the pool I saw him.

I have never in my life seen someone so sad.  It almost made me laugh.  He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head hanging down, elbows on his knees and face in his hands.  I knocked on the door frame and asked him if he was alright.  He said, “Yeah I’m fine.”  I said, “You don’t look fine, plus I could hear what was going on.”  He looked up at me surprised.

I said, “What’s wrong? Never fucked before?”  He said, “No, she just doesn’t like what I do I guess.”  I told him maybe he just needs more practice.  He laughed a little.  I told him that I would love to help him but I only fuck guys with above average cocks.  He stood up and said, “Like this?”

HOLY SHIT, the man was HUGE!  I actually dropped the shoes!  I said, “Yes, exactly like that!”  Now I understood why the bitch that was in here with him before was having such a hard time.  It wasn’t that the sex was bad, it was because she couldn’t handle a massive dick.  I fucked that man for the rest of the afternoon.  I didn’t care if someone walked in or not.  This was too good to pass up. 

Best Job Ever

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once in awhile you have to do what you have to do to get what you want.  Recently Peyton and I were on a road trip together.  It was so long, and we really needed to find a place to stay.  I told her that the next place I saw I would pull over.  It just so happens that the next place was a bit on the upscale side.  She looked at me and said, “Are you serious? How are we going to be able to afford this?”  I just squeezed her tit and said, “Leave it to me.”  She sighed and told me that what ever it is better work because she was tired, and needed to sleep some other place than the car.  I leaned over and gave her a kiss and once again assured her that I would take care of things.

I left her in the car for a pretty long time before I finally returned.  She was a bit pissed.  She gets so cute when she gets pissed.  Her nose scrunches up and she swears a lot.  It makes me laugh.  Anyway, back to what happened.  I got in the car and told her that we could have a room but we would have to work for it.  This just made her more pissed because she just had her nails done and didn’t want to break one.  I told her that it wasn’t washing dishes or shit like that, it was fun work.

I showed her the keycard and told her to grab her stuff and follow me.  When we opened the door to the room she stopped complaining.  It was nice!  Then her smile faded and said, “Okay, what do we have to do exactly to stay in a place like this?” Right then there was a knock at the door, I smiled at her and opened it.  Two of the nicest looking black men were standing there.  I sat them in the living area and told them we would be right back.  I grabbed Peyton by the arm and pulled her into the bathroom. I told her, “We are going to make them happy.”  She looked back into the living area and smiled.  Seemed like Peyton didn’t mind the work that we would have to do after all. 

I have to say, we didn’t really get any rest at all.  Their dicks were so thick, and long.  They pounded our pussies all night long.  We had so much cum on us and in us that we both had to sit in the tub for at least an hour to get it off of us.  We stayed for two nights at that place.  We only had to ‘work’ the one night, but man, it was the best job in the world.