You're hungry

Uurrrggguuck

You feel your stomach rumble in hunger. Roxy took notice.

“Damn boy your fine ass mom didn’t feed you this morning?”

“I didn’t want to hassle her.”

Roxy frowned for a second but then flashed to a smirk. She pulled out her phone.

“Tell you what, I’ll order you breakfast, my treat.”

“Roxy! No, you don’t have to do that! I’ll be ok I promise.”

She gave a firm finger press on her phone.

“Too late she’s already coming. Don’t ever say I don’t look out for you white boy.”

You reached out and hugged Roxy around the shoulders. She stiffened up to your touch but quickly relaxed. Putting her arm around you.

“There there let’s not get too friendly now.”

A few customers came in and you made sure to give some extra effort in helping them find what they needed. About 30 minutes later a tall muscle bound woman sauntered in. She had raven black hair and was wearing a super tight black tank top with just the word “FUCK” on it. Mid-drift was a super defined six pack, which led to Daisy dukes that would be skin tight but had a ring of girth going all around her waist. Glancing up to her face she had an angular flawless jaw and small nose. Big sunglasses blocked her eyes. Swinging her hips, her heels clicked on the floor as she made her way to the counter. Her perfect ebony skin broke on her face into a beaming white smile.

“Anyone order in?” She said in a perfect sultry tone.

Roxy smashed the service bell over and over. DING DING DINGDINGDING

“Right here gurl! He’s starving!” She announced

You turned into a tomato, the few customers hanging out were staring a hole in your head.

Roxy continued, “Go in the back break room honey, you can get some privacy.”

“We have a breakroom?”

“Of course, it’s through the red door in the back.”

You hesitated then looked at your visitor.

“Um…”

“Name’s Prima honey, lead the way”

You swallow and start walking to the video arcade entrance. Her heels click rhythmically and confidently behind you. The eyes of the women follow as you both disappear behind the curtain. You pass the booths and see they’re all empty, trailers for available purchases flicker on the pull down screens. Prima’s clicks echoed in the cum stinking hallway. Sure enough just past the bathroom door around the corner was the red door. On it was a post-it that said “STAFF ONLY” and a little doodle of a big breasted big dicked woman, likely Roxy’s art.You carefully opened the door and was met with darkness. Feeling the wall you found a light switch and flicked it on. A single bright light in the center of the room came on. In its meager glow sat a metal stool about waist height and a pole going from the floor to the ceiling next to it.

“Is this where you eat your lunch?” Prima asked.

“Uh no, until today I didn’t know it existed.”

Your stomach rumbled hard.

“Well, let’s get to it.”

Prima undid the button on her Dukes. They sprung open due to the immense pressure. She slipped her thumbs in carefully and pushed down. That ring of girth was her woman hood. Stowed like a belt in her pants. As it was freed it swung around her waist and slapped into her thigh with a soft PLAP. You realized your jaw was dangling. She wasn’t the thickest you’d seen but with the flaccid tip hanging just above her knee she was going to be a challenge.

“You can touch it hun, I’m not here to help.”

You were really hungry but it’s not like you needed much motivation to try and please the decadent chocolate mast in front of you. You knelt down to get closer to her sweat glistened cock head. It was fully sheathed in her foreskin. Up and down her length were dark green veins softly accentuating her. Gently you ran your hands from the short neat patch of hair to her sleeping tip. Looking up Prima wasn’t even looking at you, just off to your left. Carefully cradling her tip. You probed into the small opening of her hood with your tongue. It was sour with a hit of salt. With your tongue still swirling around her opening trying to coax back her sheath, you sealed her tip with your lips and began sucking. Your hands slowly starting to move over her smooth girth. Glancing up Prima was still just staring off to the side. Well her sunglasses were, you couldn’t see her eyes.

As your hands glide lightly over her, you try and pull her hood back gently. It gives a bit and your tongue presses further to loosen it’s tight grip. Your hands glide higher and you see her shift her weight. A visible wave rushes through her mast. As it crests into your mouth her cock pushes you up and back a bit. Undaunted you reached her base and slid around to her still encased sack. The two russet potatoes inside were smooth and firm. Lifting with some effort they fell out of the daisy dukes and hung low. Another wave of pressure built in her length. You again were knocked back a bit. Cradling her orbs you kneaded softly. They were vibrating. You began working hard to take more of her cock into your mouth, massaging your breakfast before it was delivered. Soon rigidity began building in her length. It no longer looked like you were sucking on a fire hose. As her pole became straight you abandoned her cum tanks to begin jerking her shaft in firm practiced strokes. Her hood was now freely moving. You could wrap your tongue all the way around her mushroomhead now.

You gripped her foreskin hard and pulled the hood as far back as it could go. Her cock head springs free with several inches of light pink shaft beneath it. You ran your tongue up and down coating and tasting every inch. Looking up you could finally see yourself in her glasses. Seemingly getting her full attention. This made you extremely proud and you decided to bear down and start swallowing her monster.

Gulping hard with every down stroke her cock slowly knocked at the entrance to your throat. It soon lodged hard. Sucking air in deep you plunged forward as hard as you could. Friction stopped you but you were drooling on every silky inch of her. More and more her cock lifted making your neck move into a very uncomfortable position. Only halfway up her length you again reached for her balls. Kneading them heavily you felt another massive pulse of her cock. This time feeling wet warmth leak into your throat. Pulling back the wad of pre came sliding up to your waiting tongue, coating your mouth. You went in for another deep stroke and the extra lube got you 9/10ths of the way. Her lovely pubes almost grazing your nose.

“Not bad boy. But I'm barely hard, try harder.”

Moving back and forward in long strokes you could feel your throat loosen more and more. You could hear yourself cheering you on.

“Yeah suck that dick!” “Use your hands!”

You never heard yourself get so psyched for this. You let your vocal chords hum and gurgle as you took the monster down with all your effort. The shaft was becoming more and more rigid. You could now feel a distinct bend in her woman hood. Not a perfect curve but the last 5 inches jutted up making her glans scrap one side of your gorging throat.

After a few minutes you realized your knees weren’t touching the ground any more. There was an immense pressure on your back from the inside. It made your rhythm falter.

“Ugh you need to stand up kiddo.”

Obliging you felt the pressure lessen though you were now bent over trying to move your body back and forth.

“Come on Ryan you can do it!”

Your inner coach was testing you. Swallowing hard you speared yourself completely and slammed your nose into Prima’s soft nest. “YEAH!” You heard yourself think. Gripping Prima’s hips you began sliding back and forth on her log. Her crooked tip dragging your insides back and forth. Soon though your arms began losing strength but the strong pulses of rigidity were coming hard and regularly. You were barely getting enough air but you wanted your breakfast, you wanted her sludge to fill you up and satisfy you. After a few more moments your arms went limp, barely clinging to your feeder’s tool.

“Oh FUCK! He’s floating!”

You heard it but why would you think that to yourself? Suddenly you realize you were in fact not touching the ground. Furthermore you were slowly sliding down Prima. You softly rested on her pubes, now impaled and hanging off her cock. You heard cheering and applause. Looking left with your eyes you could just see a bunch of windows, each with a shadow. They were the customers in the store! Each one was fisting their length.

“FUCK that’s hot, fuck him! Fuck him with that thing!”

The jeers and cheers became very clear. The video screens must lift for live shows. Break room indeed. Looking up you could only see the bottom of Prima’s crossed arms.

“Fine guess I’ll have to help.” Prima said with disdain.

She waddled over to the stool and lifted you on to it. Just your hips resting stomach down on the stool. Her long strong fingers gripped your head and she pulled back her cock halfway and slammed home hard. Her sack slapping your chin and throat. Your insides churning with the wave of pressure. She shifted to replant her heels and began throat fucking you for the audience. Hoots and hollers ensued. Your throat making hard squelching noises from her boi breaker. AT this point all you could do was try and get air in through your nose and hum lovingly to help please your welcome gut breaker.

“Fuck I’m gonna CUM!” “Me too!” “Fuck he’s so fucking hot!”

Prima giggled as your penny arcade lauded her effort and their groans of orgasms and hard splattering of cum filled your ears. You again cupped her sack, kneading hard keeping them from pummeling you as much. You felt her cock find a new gear as it hardened to steel and began flying back and forth in your mouth. Bearing down you swallowed hard with each of her strokes coming out. Sucking her in as she tried to pull out. In moments it began spasming. Unrelenting her attack actually gained strength. Her sludge lubing up the last bits of her cock so it was filling you up and backing up into your mouth. Her load was immense and thick. She finally drove home deep into you and let the last pint deposit deep into you. Small spasms and jerks from her as she came down from filling you like a jelly donut.

After a minute, Prima pulled her flagging cock out of your tiny body. You could only hang limp draped over the stool, cum draining out of your mouth. Another round of applause could be heard from the booths. You looked up at Prima, her eyes still hidden behind those glasses. She had a small smirk on her face.

“Than-COUGH COUGH” You coughed up some cum and swallowed hard.

“Thank you Prima that was delicious.”

“No Problem kid, Roxy only calls me when she knows I’ll enjoy myself”

With that you let your head hang.

“WELL Ryan THAT WAS HANDS DOWN MY MOST PROFITABLE SHOW! WAY TO GO KID! NOW CLEAN THOSE BOOTHS, THEY’RE FILTHY!”

Roxy’s voice was booming. But the patrons were still there.

“Roxy let me have em! I need to drop another load!”

“No he’s mine I’ll pay for em!”

You weren’t sure you were up to it but you haven’t been able to say no yet.

Roxy opened the door and sauntered up. Kneeling down she lifted your head.

“That cum soaked face of yours is pretty damn cute. I admit that show did it for me. So what do you say? Should I give them a show? Or should I throw you to the wolves?”