1. Claudia


    Date: 10/9/2018, Categories: Fiction, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Group Sex, Humiliation, Job / Office Sex, Teen, Prostitution, Reluctance, Author: abroadsword, Source: sexstories.com

    Claudia Pop Star to whore in one stop We had been driving for maybe five hours, droning south west at what ever the posted limit was, cruising down the freeway through the swamps where I grew up and on past my hometown as I drove Claudia down towards Orlando for her next sell out gig. Claudia, this seasons teen singing sensation, at least her records were sensational, a tribute to the tech guys and auto tune, Aileen she was christened, I knew that I saw her ID enough times when I took her from gig to hotel and she was so high she was incoherent and her minders were too dumb to help. Three months I had put up with the bitch, three months of fat pay checks and biting my tongue and just driving that stretch limo she insisted on using because she was scared of flying, three months of humiliation when I should really have punched her out, maybe have busted her jaw, and now it was nearly over, back to University for me next week after the summer break, some break, I was really looking forward to studying again and believe me I am not joking. The big four lane girder bridge over the west river loomed up and I seriously considered stopping right there on the shoulder and walking home, well not home that was twenty five miles away but maybe to my pal Gerry's place about a mile from the freeway. At least this time she wasn't arguing with anyone, usually she argued with her father who was also her manager, at least he managed to keep her stoned most of the time while pocketing most of ...
    the profits, and when she wasn't arguing with him it was her mother, or maybe father and mother argued with each other but today it was just me and her. She sprawled across the back seat her long golden hair spread over the seat back, her dark skin glistening where the sun caught that fake tan she sprayed out of a can whenever she could, hell she hadn't had a bath in weeks in case it washed off she was so vain. Just "Gee what a dump," she said as we passed by, "Plainsville what a shit name," she said disproving the notion I had that she was illiterate. "It's my home town!" I reminded her. "Figures," she said, "I guess that's why you never made nothing of your life," she said, "That and being a homo." "That's right," I agreed. "Good," she said and she pulled her robe open and slipped her brassiere off and sprayed another layer of fake tan up under her tits, not that she did anything for me, no I'm straight but she couldn't resist flashing her tits at me, or anyone else for that matter. I checked the mirror, the goon car with her minders was behind as always, droning along, another Chrysler like this one, stretched beyond all reason, with a diesel engine like this one and something like six hundred miles between fuel stops usually Toni and Pete rode with us when her dad wasn't with her but today she kicked them out for some reason, and now it was just her and me. Hank was driving the other Chrysler, and every now and again he eased up alongside to indicate he needed to stop for ...
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