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Subject: {ASSM} Second Year (1) Interracial, prostitution, force
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This and all my work is a work of fiction.

   Second Year (1) Interracial, prostitution, force

   February of my second year of college.  I was broke, I was tired of
school, and I was tired of being broke.  I wanted to be refined, to shop in
fashionable shops, eat in fashionable restaurants, and drink in fashionable
pubs.  Instead, I had to study incredibly hard to keep my marks high enough
to keep my scholarship.  That left no time for work.  My parents saved up
for me and covered my rent, but they didn't give me much spending money.

   That's why, when I saw in the ad on the online bulletin board system, I
thought a couple of moments, then hit 'Click here to reply'.
Subject: re - Looking for a young, non pro female

   Hi!  My name is Nikki and Im a 19 year old, blonde university student
who is looking for some excitement and a little bit of extra money.  I have
never done this before, so please be gentle!

   I attached two photos, one of me in a little pink shift dress and
another of me in a tiny bikini.  Twenty minutes later, I had a reply:
Subject: re - Looking for a young, non pro female

   Hey Nikki,

   I am a little bit older (44) but better, and I hope that is okay. 
Decent physical shape, good sense of humour, and hot eyes.  I like the fact
it is your first time and think you should meet me for a drink, then come
up to my hotel room for a very fun night.  How generous would you like me
to be?

   Dave

   I wrote back:

   Hi Dave I find men your age very sexy and you sound great.  How long
would you like me to stay?  And what woudl you like to do?  And how
generous do you want to be?

   Nikki,

   Send me some more pictures =) How about two hours?  I want DATY, bbbj
(with cim), msog, lots of positions and kissing.  How does that sound?  I
can do $400.

   I looked up the acronyms online (he wanted to go down on me, he wanted
me to go down on him without a condom and let him cum in my mouth, he wants
to cum multiple times, and he wants sex in lots of positions.  I agreed, we
traded phone numbers, talked on the phone and arranged to meet.  Twenty
minutes later, my heart was pounding as I walked up to the hotel downtown.
Frequented by business travelers, it had a lounge on the second floor.

   The lounge was packed and smokey, but I saw him dressed just as he said
he would be.  Black suit jacket, charcoal pants, grey shirt, black and
silver tie, and cuff links.  His hair was going grey and he looked very
handsome, powerful and distinguished.  Decent physical shape meant a
noticeable gut, but I was prepared to overlook that.

   I was dressed in a little white dress, with a great purse and hot shoes.
And I walked up with a big smile and introduced myself.  He ordered me a
drink so we sat and made small talk while I sipped on it.

   Twenty minutes later, I was remarkably into it.  I sat up at the bar
with him, rubbing his left forearm (which was on the back of my bar stool)
with the fingertips of my right hand.

   "I want to see what's under that dress," he teased as he started running
his hand up my thight.

   I giggled, but didn't pull away.  I was surprised that I was so easy
going with this, but he was kind of hot, the whole thing was a turn on,
and, I reminded myself again, $400 was a lot of money for something I
wanted to do anyways.

   "I'd like to show you what's under this dress," I smiled seductively at
him.  "You said something about a hotel room..."

   He confessed his room was on the tenth floor of this hotel.  We rode the
elevator up, the silence was awkward and strained.  For the first time, I
regretted my decision and didnt think I wanted to go through with it.  But,
my doubts faded when we walked into the hotel room.  He reached into his
pocket and pulled out a roll of money with a hundred dollar bill on the
outside.  "Go ahead and count, that is $400."

   The money felt good in my hands, and I felt my inner thighs twitch in
anticipation.  I put the money in my purse and smiled at him as he leaned
down and started kissing me.

   He undressed quickly and soon, my dress and bra were off as well.  I was
only in my white high heels (which he loved) and my white g-string (which
he also loved).  He laid down on the bed, his hard, circumcised cock at
attention and I crawled up between his legs and started teasing the tip of
his cock.  After some teasing, some nibbling on his shaft and some licking,
I started sucking him lustily.  First just in my mouth, later on, I took
him into my throat.  He didn't last long after that his cum spurted with
incredible force and he came in my throat and my mouth.

   I smiled and licked my lips and said, "That was so hot."

   But, he wasn't in the mood to talk, instead he said, 'get on your back'.
I did what he said, he worked his way down and pulled off my panties then
attacked my pussy with his mouth and tongue.  The oral was incredible, he
was skilled with his tongue in a way that none of my other sex partners had
been.  My first orgasm was intense.  My second made me scream.  And my
third made me writhe in agonized pleasure.

   What seemed like hours of oral sex eventually changed - he got hard
again and asked me to ride him.  After the tongue treatment he gave me, i
put a condom on him, then rode with abandon, grinding into him like a
possessed woman.  I had another mindblowing orgasm, then he announced,

   "I'm going to cum..."

   A half scream/half moan of pleasure came out of his mouth as his body
went tense and he started to cum.  I squeezed him with my PC muscles as he
continued to cum, then I climbed off, careful not to break the condom or
make it slip off.  I pulled it off of him, put it in a garbage can, then
went down to clean the combination of semen, lube and latex off of the cock
that had made me so happy.

   Twenty minutes later, I left with a $50 tip and a big smile on my face.
My first experience was really good and I looked forward to others.  And
$450 for really great sex?  Forget about it...

   That client posted an incredible review on a local escort review site
and soon I was getting flooded with emails.  Not all the dates were good,
most were pretty mediocre, but the few good ones made up for bad ones. 
Three months later, I had a thriving independent escort business going on -
three dates a week.  At $250 an hour, I was making at least $750 a week. 
Some of my clients wanted two hours, so many weeks I made $900 or even more
with tips.

   The justifications started shortly thereafter.  I was only going to be
young once, so I might as well look good.  And my consumption his massive
levels.  I started living an expensive life, full of shopping sprees,
intense yoga classes, personal trainers, spas, and salons.  And then the
lies started.  I kept my money away from my parents, but I know they knew
something was up.  Of my friends, only one knew what I was doing and she
did not approve of it.  So I minimized everything and kept on with the
justifications.

   One of my regulars passed my number along to an acquaintance and, Julius
sent me a text message on Wednesday night.  He wanted to set up an
appointment and wanted to know if I could host.  I explained that I didn't
usually host and he offered me an extra $200 to change my mind.

   On Friday night, I met Julius at a bar two blocks from my apartment.  I
was a little shocked to see him - a big, tall, incredibly muscular black
man with tattoos peaking out from under his short shirt sleeves.  He didn't
look like the kind of man to need an escort, so I thought he was maybe a
celebrity of some sort.  I wracked my mind but he didnt look familiar.

   "You look so hot I can't control myself, baby girl.."

   I smiled and leaned in close to him, then put my hand on his thigh and
ran it up.  I whispered, "I want you now" into his ear.

   Ten minutes later, we were back at my place.  I dropped to my knees the
moment I closed the door and started taking his pants off, trying to free
his cock.  Seconds later, it sprung out and I was surprised and delighted
by his size.

   It was big, thick and gorgeous and I sucked it into my mouth
immediately. The size was so great and I just loved it instantly.  But I
stopped sucking, let him out of my mouth, looked up at him and said, "You
wanted an hour, right?"

   "Better make it two, baby girl..."

   "Can you do four hundred?"

   "With two hundred rent on this place," he pulled out a roll of cash and
counted out six hundred dollar bills.  I took the money, tucked it into my
purse, then took him back into my mouth and sucked his cock on my knees in
the entrance to my apartment.  He was a little too thick to deepthroat, but
I still had him squirming.

   "Come on now baby girl, I want to see more of you."

   Certain men have a thing that makes me want to obey, so he got no
argument.  I stood up and took my top off, then my skirt, revealing a blue
lace thong and a matching blue lace bra.

   He licked his lips and grabbed my arm, then lead me into my living room,
"Nice place, baby girl, does your daddy get this place for you?" Not giving
me a chance to answer, he pushed me into a wall, pushed up against me,
lifted me up so his pelvis was in line with mine, and teased his big cock
against my panties.

   "Oh god Julius...I have condoms that are big enough for you in my
bedroom..."

   Julius paid no attention, he held me up with one tremendous arm, leaned
in, pinned me with his wait, then reached down and pushed my panties aside.

   "Julius, stop???"

   But he didn't stop.  He pushed my panties aside, put his big head up
against my pussy and slid himself inside.  He slid in with a grunt and my
body betrayed me with a moan.

   "Stop it Julius, stop"

   He pinned himself against me and kept thrusting hard and deep inside of
me.

   I started to struggle and he pinned me with even more force and thrust
deeper and harder.

   "Fucking bitch, feel this cock!!"

   I tried to scream and he glared at me with an evil look and pressed a
hand over my mouth.  To 'punish' me, he thrust harder and more maniacally.
He raped me in my living room, pressed up against the wall.  Thankfully, it
did not last long and I felt him stiffen up, then ejaculate inside of me.

   When he finished cumming, he glared at me, "Bitch, this is my territory.
You can't be turning no tricks and not paying up, get it?  I want $300 a
week out of you." Then he pulled his cock out and dropped me on the floor.
He made sure he hadn't left anything, other than a crying, half naked
escort and then walked out of the apartment.

   He actually left two things.

   The $600 he paid me was still in my purse.  I didn't get a period in
June and I found out he left me pregnant.  

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