Accept Dan's offer

Five hundred bucks is too much to pass up.

"Alright," you agree, "I'll jerk you off on my tits, but no trying to **** me to do something else."

"Scout's honor," he says.

Dan leads you around the side of the house to the backyard. The pool is nice and blue and there are a few sun loungers set up alongside it. The pool and patio area faces the sliding door leading into the kitchen.

"You can sit there," Dan points to one of the loungers.

You sit down and slowly untie the knot on your t-shirt. You lift the shirt up over your head, exposing the tanned orbs of your tits. No bikini line. You've been tanning topless with Sara.

"Holy shit," Dan laughs, "they're even better than I imagined."

His hands are all over them, squeezing and smashing them together, pinching the nipples, and generally manhandling them. He takes hold of a nipple with each hand and lifts your tits up and down. It's a very unpleasant feeling, but he seems to be enjoying it. He gets down on his knees and buries his face in them. You think about telling him to stop, but you suppose it was in the deal. He starts licking them all over and then sucking your nipples until they become sore. He makes a lot of noise doing all this, moaning and smacking his lips and slurping on your nipples.

Finally, he lifts his head and stands. He ubuckles his belt and lowers his trousers to reveal his Joe Boxer shorts covered in clown faces. He slides them down his pale hips and exposes one of the smallest cocks you have ever seen. You'd be surprised if it was as big as your thumb. It's dark red with arousal and it flexes up and down a couple times.

"Get to it," he demands.

You fight back your laughter and wrap your thumb and index finger around it and start stroking. Dan thrusts against your hand, pushing his paltry prick against your strokes. In less than a minute he is moaning.

"Ahhhhhh, I'm going to squirt!" he cries. "Take it on those tits you little slut."

You obligingly press your tits together and aim his throbbing wee willy at your soft mounds. A thick squirt of yellowish cum shoots out and lands against your cleavage with a warm splat. You stroke and ara amazed as he quickly fires off several very powerful and heavy ropes of spunk. They splash all over your tits, coating them in a dripping glaze of Dan's hot cum. It goes on and on, seeming as if it will never stop, his cum is dripping from your tits and dangling in long strands from your nipples. It's on your neck and arms and pooling in a white lake between your breasts.

Suddenly, the sliding glass door opens. Maria, Dan's fiancee, comes storming out and punches Dan right in the eye. He rocks back and falls into the pool.

"You!" Maria turns on you as you struggle to your feet. "Look at you, drenched in my fiancee's cum!"

She grabs your wrist before you can make your getaway and drags you into the house.

"Let go of me!" you complain.

Maria grabs her phone off the table and takes a picture of you. You squint at the flash, realizing in that moment that you are in deep trouble.

"Don't show my parents!" you cry.

"Parents?" Maria laughs, throwing you your shirt. "Oh, no, I know what you're up to you little dyke bitch. I'm going to show it to your girlfriend. Right now."

"No!" you cry.

"Too late!" she presses send on her phone and the picture is already on its way to Sara.

You pull the shirt over your cummy chest and slink off, back to your house. Sara calls several times leaving screaming messages on your phone. You just turn off the ringer and lay in bed wondering how you screwed everything up so bad.

Once Sara and you are officially done with (she returns some lingerie you left at her house by throwing it on your roof) you start getting other calls, late at night. Dan and Maria have patched things up, but Dan's still looking for more. He offers to take you out, take you to a hotel, buy you nice things. After a while you're sick of moping and you decide to take advantage of it.

Once or twice a week you dress up in a sexy outfit and Dan takes you into the city in his nice car. He takes you to a show or out to dinner, buys you a necklace or earrings, and then you go back to his hotel room. You don't enjoy what happens there, but you learn to accept it. Usually you blow his tiny little dick or ride it until he blasts his load in your pussy or up your ass. He likes to suck on your tits and he's not bad at giving you head.

He's into some weird shit. Stuff you never thought you'd do. He likes to take pictures of his cum on your face or covering your tits. He videos himself fucking you up the ass. He brings you some cocaine and you get started on that. But he also buys you a lot of nice things, including a cell phone and a new laptop that will help in college.

You never speak to Sara again. She won't even make eye contact with you. You hear she's hooked up with that punk girl from the coffee shop and that she's getting a divorce. You hope she's happy, you think, as Dan pushes your face down on his cock and pumps his load into your sucking mouth.