“Big Ray wants to hire you. He’ll pay you a monthly fee, out of which I’ll take my commission, and rent you an apartment near campus and he’ll pay all your bills. Since he has a family he’ll never have time to visit you on Fridays and Saturdays so you can keep dancing at the club on those nights. He’ll own your body two nights a week and you’ll always know which nights at least two weeks in advance. The other three nights you can use to study or to fuck other men, but you’re not allowed to fuck them in his apartment. You’ll have to keep meeting them on their premises. He’ll contact me about when he needs you and if you have any requests, comments or complaints you bring them up with me. He only wants you happy to see him when you meet. He will let you go home to your family for the holidays, but he wants you to stay in town for most of the summer so tell your family you’ve got a job. Sometimes he’ll want you to come with him on his travels, but he’ll arrange that with me and it will only happen when you don’t have to be at college, and he wants full access to your schedule to plan these trips. Any questions?”
I thought about it. My roommate had started getting suspicious of my late night work and I’d run out of places to change for my “dates”. A place of my own would be perfect. I knew that I could probably afford an apartment with what I was making now, but this sounded more secure. “How long will this arrangement last?”
“Until Big Ray gets tired of you. But between you and me, he’s guaranteed me my fee for at least a year so you’re safe for that long.”
Suzy told me what he was offering me and I knew I couldn’t turn it down. Not only did it mean that I’d fuck my favourite cock regularly, but it made me financially independent. I told Suzy that I agreed to the terms and within a week I moved into my own apartment. I told my parents that I was sharing an apartment with some other girls and that we had caller display so that we only ever answered our own calls. I then told them that I wanted to keep working through the summer and they agreed that it was a good idea. They were proud of me. Little did they know that my work involved spreading my legs for an overweight millionaire with a huge cock.
Max wasn’t happy to let me go down to two nights, but he raised my rates even more and he was soon making as much out of me two nights a week as he had three. I had a wonderful couple of years. I danced and fucked and even had time to study a little. There was one small hiccup when I nearly failed a course, but I gave my professor some gift vouchers from the club and he was happy for the rest of the year. When I started my senior year my parents told me that my dad’s business was doing a lot better again so I could stop working. With my brothers all employed and only me left in college they could afford to give me pocket money and pay my rent (by that time they thought I’d moved again to live on my own), but I declined. I was fiercely independent and proud of making my own way, even though being a professional cock teaser might not be everybody’s idea of a suitable career for a girl from suburbia.
A week before my graduation I quit the club and Max was unhappy to see me go. He offered me a partnership to stay dancing on his tables and his guests’ laps, but I knew I had to end that chapter of my life. I gave all my regular patrons goodbye fucks and that only left Big Ray. He wanted to keep me. Through the years we’d perfected our fucking to our mutual satisfaction. He’d taken me to Europe and the Caribbean. On a few occasions he’d shared me with other men and even watched other men fuck me. When I told him that I was moving home he wanted to make arrangements to come and fuck me occasionally, wherever I lived, but I didn’t tell him. It was time for me to stop fucking around and start my adult life.
I moved home and started teaching second grade in the same school that I’d attended many years ago. I’d saved a lot of the money I’d made during college and was able to buy a small house. My parents thought I had a mortgage and I wasn’t going to tell them that I’d bought it with the money I’d made from living out my sexual fantasies. I started dating and I got used to a different kind of sex, which turned out to be just as satisfying. I’d lived out my depraved animalistic tendencies and was happy to try the love thing. A year and a half after leaving my former life my boyfriend, a local architect, proposed to me and I accepted. We got married the following summer and he designed us a dream house to fill with our children. He was a big boy with a big appetite in bed and we were perfectly matched.
The night before our third anniversary my husband disappointed me by saying that he was having to attend a business dinner on our anniversary. I was seven months pregnant with our first child and I didn’t want to come along, but the other wives were going and I knew it was important. My husband had just started an architectural partnership and he was going to be successful, as long as the clients kept coming to him. The client this time was a big department store chain that wanted to open shop in our state and needed a dozen stores designed to very particular specifications. It would be a great feather in my husband’s hat and secure his income for a good many years.
We were already in the restaurant with my husband’s partners and their wives when the CEO of the potential client walked in with a young girl on his arm. My eyes widened in shock as I recognised Big Ray.
“My wife went to college in the same town as your offices,” my husband said when he introduced me to Big Ray.
“You don’t say?” he pretended not to know me. “Well, you sit next to me Mrs Pritchard and tell me all about it. Maybe we have some common acquaintances.”
I was lost for words so I just smiled and took a seat next to Big Ray and left my husband entertaining his escort. Big Ray kept up an inconspicuous conversation for the rest of the table to see, but every now and then he’d whisper in my ears. “Jasmine is nowhere near as good on the table or in bed as you were. Does your husband fuck your ass the way I used to? Are you satisfied with just the one man now or do you still fuck around? I can’t tell you how much your pregnant belly is turning me on, I always fancied planting a seed in you myself, but I knew that would ruin what we had.”
I smiled politely, but couldn’t remember anything I said. My husband got the contract. He was over the moon. “And he’s invited us to come and stay in his house in Grand Cayman when the baby’s born. I said yes. I know how much you’ve wanted to go to the Caribbean.”
Our son was 6 months old when we went to Grand Cayman. I was still breastfeeding so I couldn’t go diving, but everyone else was going. Until Big Ray pulled out at the last minute because of some “emergency” that he had to deal with. I was on the deck, catching the sun when he walked up to me.
“Sweet Roxie,” he smiled. “Let’s see if that cunt of yours is as tight after childbirth as it used to be when I owned you.”
He took me to the bedroom where we’d fucked so many times before. My tits were DD-cups by then and my nipples were darker. I still shaved all over. This time it was Big Ray who “serviced” me. He sucked and licked and bit my pussy and I was every bit as wet as he remembered. When he finally penetrated me, he shouted out in triumph. I’d worked very hard and my cunt was indeed as tight as it had always been. We fucked like old times. Halfway through the day when I had to feed my son he called the boat and arranged for a mechanical fault. We fucked even more. When the sun started to set we knew that we only had time to fuck once more.
“Roxie,” Big Ray said softly as my mouth was full of his cock. “You know I’m clean. I know you’re clean. Please, as a parting gift, let me fuck you just once without a condom.” This was the one thing I’d always missed so I agreed. I was breastfeeding so what could happen?
I lay down on my back, pulled my legs up to open my wet cunt for Big Ray’s eyes. “Fuck me, Big Ray. Fuck me one last time and make it one I’ll never forget.”
He came down on me immediately. His cock slid inside me and I knew that it was going to be the one time I’d always remember. I came and I came and I came and Big Ray kept going. We rolled over and I rode him and came again. Finally he had me up against the wall, my tits in his hands and him pounding me from behind. Then he shot his biggest load all the way up inside my womb. We both screamed out loud from our joint orgasm and we collapsed on the floor. Big Ray ran his finger past my pussy and sucked our combined juices. He then scooped up some more and let me taste. We kissed deeply and then we parted for the last time. We knew we’d never fuck again. It was too risky, and we’d done everything now. It was better to leave it as a good memory.
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