Fuck Larry

"I want that escort job," you tell Larry.

He shrugs.

"You know what you gotta do for it," he gives you a sickening grin.

"Fine," you spit at him and stand up. "How do you want it?"

"It?" He snorts and stands up, reaching for his belt. "I want you naked, sucking my prick until it's hard enough to fuck your tight little hole."

You strip unceremoniously. He whistles when you discard your bra and reveal your big firm tits. He whistles again at your ass when you bend over and slide off your thong. You're suprised to see he has decided to strip as well. He looks even worse naked, his body doughy and covered in far too much black hair.

He strokes his uncircumcized cock as he watches you finish undressing.

"Alright," he waggles his dick at you, "suck it till it gets nice and hard."

You comply. Falling to your knees beneath his vast gut and replacing his hand with your on his dick. You plunge it into your mouth, nearly gagging at the sour taste and musty foul odor coming from his pubic hair. You blow him for a minute or so as his hands roam over your shoulders and guide your sucking. Finally, he wraps his fingers in your hair and pulls your mouth away from his stinking cock.

"Good enough," his smile is brown and crooked. "Lay on your back on the desk."

He shoves enough junk out of the way to make room. You plop your butt on the edge of the desk and then scoot back. He parts your legs with his fat body. His meaty hands clutch your hips and he pulls you back out until you're uncomfortably overhanging the edge of the desk.

In one unpleasant thrust he sinks his fat cock into your unlubricated pussy. His bulk presses down on you, his face looms above yours. He thrusts in and out of your cunt, and despite yourself, it begins to warm to his presence inside you. Within a minute or two he's happily pounding in and out of your wet pussy, his fat hands squeezing your tits.

"Fuck you are tight," he grunts, already becoming out of breath. "Yeah, take that dick."

Your body shakes from his powerful thrusts, your tits swaying up and down in time to his pounding prick. He holds your ass with one hand and pins you to the desk with the other as he fucks you harder than you have ever been fucked in your life. His sweat is splashing on your face and jiggling tits, but you can't deny the pleasure of his fat cock spearing your tight cunt again and again.

He abruptly pulls it out of you with a "pop" of liquid suction.

"Roll onto your stomach," he pants, "I want to do you from behind."

You comply, standing up, thrusting your firm ass back, and flattening your tits on sweaty metal of the desk. He teases the entrance of your pussy with his dick for a few seconds before resuming his relentless pounding of your teenage cunt.

"Ohhhh," you moan without thinking.

"Haha," he laughs and his fingers dig into your hips. "They all come around."

One of his hands releases your hip as he continues slamming loudly into your ass. That hand finds its way to your crack and pulls it apart.

"Nice asshole, kiddo," he says. "Nice and pink and tight. I bet that asshole is tight?"

"F-f-f-uck y-y-y-ou," you reply, your words breaking up with each slap of his hips into your ass.

A glob of warm spit splats wetly against your asshole.

"Don't even try it," you hiss.

"What?" He laughs. "This?"

You cry out as his finger drives unexpectedly into your asshole. He fucks you with his finger in perfect time to his cock. You realize, to your horror, that he's working his finger back and forth, widening your asshole.

"Motherfucker!" You spit at him.

His cock and finger are pulled from your holes. You try to stand but a firm hand grips the back of your neck and forces your face down on the desk. With one of his feet on the swivel chair he presses the head of his cock against your asshole.

"No!" You cry.

It falls on deaf ears. His fat prick stretches your rear entrance as it thrusts between your ass cheeks and buries itself in your bowels.

"Oh yeahhhhh," he groans.

His thrusts are slow, almost gentle at first, but within a minute he is pounding his cock up your ass almost as hard as he was fucking your pussy.

"Oh fuck yeah," he pants,"I'm gonna shoot my cum up that teenage ass."

He snarls the words at you.

"Tell me you want it," he pushes your face down on the desk even harder. "Tell me."

"I want it!"

"I know you do, bitch," his cock rams in and out. "Here is comes. Here it fucking comes you little slut."

A moment later he buries himself all the way in your ass and you feel his prick explode into your bowels. Your asshole clenches around him as he fucks in and out, coaxing spurt after spurt of his cum deep into your ass. He holds his cock inside you as it begins to soften.

"You are one nasty little girl, kiddo," he pants, his sweaty belly leaving your ass damp.

"Nnnnn," he grunts and pulls out with a slurp of your sphincter.

A moment later you can feel his warm sperm oozing out of your abused ass and down across your soaking pussy. You stand weakly, ready to attack him. Larry throws you a towel and drops into the swivel chair.

You think better of sparking a fight and dress as he transcribes the info from his rolodex onto a sheet of notebook paper.

"Here you go, kiddo," he holds out the sheet and you snatch it from his fingers.

"The Rosegarden, penthouse in the Pelton Hotel. The password to get in is 'Carmine' and you can tell Miss Sara that Larry sent you."

"Fuck you," you spit.

"Already did," he laughs, "but I'll always welcome a freebie from a hot piece of ass like you."