Discover Vinny recorded and posted our sex

Everything changes 3 weeks later. It's Friday evening and just as I'm all dressed up and ready to go out for the night, I get a text from my best friend. She told me her boyfriend and his friends found a video online of someone who looks exactly like me getting banged raw by an old fat man. I laughed it off by responding, "OMG that's sooooo funny. Drop the link!"

Sure enough, it was Vinny and I fucking. I canceled my plans and watched the 20 min cut and edited video prob 3 times in a row. Somehow he managed to set up three different camera's, all in different angles before I entered the hotel. Not only did he set up this whole thing, but he must have spent hours editing it before posting online. Also, 976,544 video views in 5 days; What the literal fuck!

With a little research, I'm able to find all his personal information. I don't care that he's married (confirmed during my research), I'm gonna put an end to this right away. I decide to ignore the 3 phone numbers provided from the search site and head on a 30 minutes subway ride to his neighborhood called Astoria.

I arrive at his home at around 8pm and double check my fit. I make sure I got my boss walk and talk on, and begin banging furiously on his door. He opens it within seconds. Standing in his white, tight underwear and an open gray robe, Vinny appears even fatter and more repulsive than last time. I imagine the **** guided me thought most of out last encounter. His look is of both shock and horror. Before I have a chance to yell at him, he physically escorts me inside and closes the door.

His place is remarkably bare. No pictures or personal affects of any value. His furniture appears slightly dated and minimalistic. His place has a stale stench and dull lighting. Vinny cuts me off as I'm about to speak, "Jenn, I know you are here cause you found out. I should have never done the cameras or posted it. I didn't mean to hurt you. My wife found out and left me-"

I heard enough apologies and cut him off this time, "I don't care about your wife or your feelings. You recorded me and put it online. You had no right. I should ki--"

In the middle of my sentence, Vinny throws a band of bills at me and says, "$1,120, it's all yours. That's everything I made these past 5 days from the video. Also, I'll let you watch me go to fattyfuckssexyasian dot com, (the site he created and posted the video on) and delete it all right now." Vinny proceeds to delete it all.

I sat there shocked. Did he just give me over $1,000? Did our video make over $1,000 in one week? This is serious money. I could not only save my family house, but I now have some spending money. I spent years on and off trying to make money doing makeup and clothing on Instagram, Youtube and Tiktok, but never made a penny. I look at this fat roll of bills then back at Vinny, who still appears scared and stunned, "did we really make this much money in one week."

He replies, "Yes, with approximately $3.98 cpm and a near 100% completion rate of over 900,000 views, we exceeded $1,100 in 95 hours."

The only part of that which made sense to me was over $1,000 in a few days. My look of anger begins to change towards curiosity, causing the fear to drop from his face. Almost as quickly as he relaxed his face, I could see him thinking. A second later, he said, "I have an idea... If at any point you are offended, please cut me off and go home, but... what if we started an OnlyFans account. I'll do all the work, including creating, script, content, marketing, editing, and everything else. I'll even let you keep 75% of the profit and I'll only keep 25% . Considering how many people liked the video, I think we could be rich in no time."

Despite spending the past few weeks sick to my stomach about having sex with this nasty man, including having to take the day after pill, I consider what he is saying. My demeaner shifted from an angry Chihuahua ready to bite to a curious puppy ready to do a trick in order to get a treat. I respond, "How do I know it's gonna work. What if we get nothing from all this? I heard most people on O.F. don't make a penny."

Vinny noticed my change in mood and questioning, smirks a bit and replies, "what if I give you $200 up front right now in addition to the money I just gave you. In the wild chance we make nothing, you keep the $200, but I expect a lot more very quickly. What do you say baby girl? "

After a long pause, I nod my head yes.

Vinny smiles and says, "Great! Give me 5 minutes to set up the cameras. We can do it right here right now. Don't worry about a script, just do what comes to mind.

Before I could respond, he runs into the next room. Three minutes later: Vinny says, "come in, we're good".

I enter a small dark room, lit only by his camera and lighting setup positioned in all four corners of the room. The only thing in the room is a bed and a dirty old brown couch. As I enter, I notice Vinny removed his robe and underwear, replacing it with nothing at all. He's standing in the corner masterbating.

I nervously walk over, shivering on the inside, and stutter, "How can I help you" in broken English. I make sure to bite my lip and sound nervous and scared yet curious, which is kinda true.

He grabs me by my chin, looks my straight in the eyes and says, "Tell me how much you want my Dick. If you're lucky, you'll get it."

I briefly glance at the camera and say, "oh daddy, I really want your big dick. In my country, they are not fat like you. Please let me earn your cock. I would do anything if you let me have it". *I begin to lower my panties, showing him my tiny pussy and my perky breasts.

He smirks and says, "prove it bitch."

I drop to my knees and crawl over towards his erect dick. I gently push his hand away from his cock and begin slowly licking his balls up to his cock, idolizing his tiny yet thick member the whole time. I then place just the head of his cock in my mouth and begin to bob my head. Within seconds, I find myself entirely deep throating Vinny's entire cock. I legit can get enough. I continue puahing his dick deep down my throat while circling my tongue around his entire dick.

Before he could cum, Vinny throws me on the couch, raises one foot in the air and enters me raw. He begins fucking me with all his might, trying to pump his cum deep inside me.

Again, just as cum, I feel waves of his juices fill me up, interchanging with mine. It feels amazing as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I take it until he stops pumping and is soft again. He puts my leg down, turns off the camera's and says, "I'll be in touch in the next few days. In the meantime, here is the O.F. login info. You can see everything I can see now."

I lie there for what felt like 15 minutes, breathing heavily, cum pouring from my pussy. My heart rate is still through the roof, and I'm starting to like it. When I'm finally regulated, I put my cloths back on, take my $1,300+ dollars and head home.

Three days later I reach out to Vinny. What does the text say?

1) I heard from the doctor and we need to talk.

2) I checked the O.F. account and we only have 5 followers.

3) My family found out and I can't do this anymore.

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