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Dumb 16 y/o girl decides to make some money following advice from a friend, gets more than she bargained for (aka big cock)

Hi! I’m Sara, and it’s my first story here lol
For a while now i’ve been thinking of writing this story down somewhere, but until now I never really had the motivation. But well, I guess there’s a first time for everything, yea?

So, a bit of context- The story happened around a year ago, back when I was 16. I only just got into cosplaying and ended up spending quite a sum on costumes and tickets, so in short- I was broke.

Unfortunatly for me, a big Con was happening soon and I didn’t have the money for the tickets or for the hotel, so I had to figure something out. Lending money from a friend was out of the picture, since I already was indebted to them, and I knew that my parents would just tell me to forget about it.

After some venting to several of my friends, one of them suggested picking up a job. Obviously, this would be a good idea, but finding a well-paying job so quickly with no experience was pretty unlikely.
Of course, I told her so, but she said that she knows just the place, that being a Strip Club near the town square, where she was currently working at too.

I objected at first, but when she told me the money she made just from several nights, I was a bit less hesitant. Turns out, the club does hire underage girls in secret, usually giving them some simple tasks like getting orders or cleaning up the tables, but nobody really cares what they do in the meantime, whether it’s a lap dance or giving head in the private room.

I was (and still am) not bad at twearking (pretty useful for getting favours from teenage boys lmao) and pretty hot for my age (170cm, C/B cup and pretty good hips and waist), so getting those sweet sweet tips would not be hard. Of course, I’d rather not suck on a cock of some middle aged “gentelman”, but doing lap dances and a little teasing was fine by me.

And so, the next friday night, after making sure everybody in the house was asleep, I sneaked out and made my way to the square. I was wearing the club uniform that the friend gave me the day before- A black, tight set of Thighhighs, shorts and a Polo shirt, showing of quite a bit of cleavage. Thankfully nobody decieded to hit on me on the way there, so I got there without a whole lot of trouble.

The club was hidden in one of the alleys, but not exactly hard to find. I approached the guard standing at the door. He looked at me for a bit (pretty sure he was checking me out too), and after a moment he waved his hand, telling me to get in.

The club itself was pretty.. extravagant, I suppose? I guess when you’re the best Strip Club in the city you tend to spend quite a lot on interior design. Either way, I met my menager (45-ish, pretty decent looking guy) and he quickly run me through my duties- Get orders from clients, deliver them and clean up the empty glasses from tables and help to barman if he gets too busy. Pretty easy.

And yeah, the first night went pretty well, mostly just doing my job and “entertaining” guests when I had the time. Turns out, a lot of the men like it when a teenage girl dressed like a slut perks up her bust into their face, what a shocker.

Overall, it wasn’t half bad. Some of the guests got a bit handsy with me, but I’ve had enough ex’s to know how to deal with that. A few even suggested going private with a smug smile to their friends, but all it took was one more drink and they’d loose track of me.

Whenever I wasn’t busy dry-riding some definietly married men, I ended up hanging out with the barman, Nick. 20-something, studies law, used to work in a gay bar before, and overall a pretty good sport.
I’m quite sure he tried hitting on me once or twice, my friend told me that he has always been an opportunist, no matter if the girl was 16 or 61. Felt kinda bad for him, but not bad enough to give him my instagram. God knows that there was more than enough fap material in the club alone.

First night went without much of an accident, I got my peycheck and tips and came back home probably around 5 am. Ended up sleeping most of the day through, but my parents thought I just played games until late again. Finally, I was up to round 2.

At the start it was pretty much the same old shtick, just with more clients and more work, but as the hours and drinks passed, I started noticing some guy checking me out whenever I was in the line of sight. Now, this wasn’t exactly uncommon, but usually people who have an eye on a girl simply ask for a dance or other entertainment and move on with their night.

He didn’t though, and even when I tended their table, he stayed quiet. And so, I mustered up a plan, as much as my not-quite-sober brain was capable of (Hey, drinks were on the house, the house being Jared).

Every time I tended his table, I would tease his friends a bit, either by “accidentally” touching their arm with my boobs or being a little flirt. I was wondering when he would break, but after 3 rounds of drinks, he still kept quiet. And so, I decieded to make a bigger move and suggested doing a lap dance for one of his friends, free of charge. Of course, it just so happened that that friend was sitting riiight next to our shyboy.

I went through the usual rutine, a bit of twerking, rubbing by ass against his bulge and making sexy sounds, but I decieded to spice it up a little with a passionate kiss in the mouth. I could hear the other guys cheer, except for one. I smiled and looked straight at him, still making out with the guy. I could see him start to crack.

I ended the kiss with a chuckle and stood up from the guy, looking at the other men with a smile. “So, who wants to try me next?” I said, fully ready to go until I reached my pent up target, but it seemed like I wouldn’t have to wait after all. The guy looked at me with a serious face and said “Me.” with quite a sexy voice. I smiled and leaned over to is ear and whispered “Glad to hear you finally made up your mind, boy” (Or something like that, I don’t remember super well XD)

Finally getting a closer look at him, I could tell he was probably in his late 30ties, and pretty well built. I started with some bouncing, making sure he saw my titties jiggle, but instead of enjoying the show he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him, my boobs pressed against his chest and my ass directly on his crotch.

Now, after doing this for a bit I learned to recognize the size of a dick just from the feel of it, guess that’s what you do when you’re bored in the job, but.. well, it’s safe to say that his was probably one of the bigger ones I felt out.

He started to take control, running his hands along my back and swaying his hips slightly, I’m pretty sure to make me feel like he was slowly fucking me (Or at least, thats how I felt). I played along, chuckling whilst trying to regain a bit of control by trying to loosen his grip, but he clearly had none of that, grabbing me by the ass and kissing me on the mouth. (Karma I guess)

Next thing I knew, I was on the table, his crotch pressing against mine and still kissing me, a bunch of glasses tripped all around me. His friends must have been as shocked as I, but it didn’t take long for them to cheer their friend on.

Finally he broke the kiss and before I could catch my breath again I felt his voice against my ear “How much do you want for a room”. It took me a seccond to regiester what he said, but before I could gather my thoughts I could feel his cock throbbing through the fabric, right on top of my pussy.

“Name your price.” Well, shit, he was being serious. I tried to bring mysel and use one of my typical excuses, but before I could respond I could hear his voice again, this time definietly more inpatient.

“150 bucks.” ..Fuck, that’s a lot of money. With what I earned it was definietly enough for the trip and the tickets, maybe even with some money leftover. Still, is it really worth it selling my ass like that?

“300.” His voice was getting more and more forceful, same as his grip on me. He was definietly serious, and I could feel the stares of his friends looking at us. God dammit, I really fucked up-

“500.” He made a quick pause, before lowering his voice even more, probably making sure his friends didn’t hear him “Take it or I’ll fuck you right here on this table, slut.”

I took a deeper breath and nodded silently. With his cock so close I could really believe his word, not to mention for my broke ass that was a ton of money. I turned to him and could see him smile slightly. “You lead, little miss” He said as he got off me. My head was dizzy, not helped by the loud cheers from all the men around us, patting the guy on the back and giving him the thumbs up.

I got on my feet and took his hand, keeping a smile on as we made our way to the private rooms. Lo’ and behold, at the door stood the same guard as at the entrance yesterday. With the corner of my eye I could see the glint of envy with his eyes as he looked at the man, but he kept quiet and let us into the room without a word.

I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. Well, I tried, but as soon as the doors closed I could feel hands reach for my breasts from behind. I moaned as he fondled my tits through the tight shirt, my (push-up) bra bearly making a difference in the sensation.

He pressed his boner against my ass, making sure I feel is as much as I did when he pinned me to the table. He continued to delight himself with my body and moans, until he leaned in again and asked me to kneel for him.

I felt a hot chill go down my spine, and as I turned to him I saw him sat across the velvet couch, his legs spead, exposing his bulge and inviting me in. I smiled and slowly approached him, swaying my hips from side to side.

I mean, this wasn’t my first time sucking a cock, I had the (unfortunate) chance to try it before, but since then I’ve gotten quite confident in my abilities, so how hard could it be?

Apperently, very hard, as well as very big. It was no bad dragon, but compared to the teenage boys, it was definietly the biggest one I’ve seen, and soon, tasted.

At first he let me go by my own pace, licking the lengh of his cock and giving it soft kisses, but it didn’t take long for him to put his hand on my head, guiding it along as I swallowed more and more of him, until I reached the very end.

I deepthoared him slowly, carefully moving my head up and down, as his cock was twitching more and more as I continued. I wanted to let him cum on my face and bust, but as soon as I tried to retreat, his hand pushed down on my head, making me take his manhood all the way to his balls as he came down my throat.

As soon as he let go of my head I took him out of my mouth, trying my best to swallow the load he just shot into my throat. He waited for me to stop coughing, clearly happy with the result. He got rid of his pants and as I finished, he brought me up and pushed me onto the bed.

He told me to get comfortable, as he reached for the box nearby full of durex and streached one into his cock. I spead my legs, trying to imagine the feeling having him inside of me, trying to compare his size the dildos I saw at my friend’s house, but he was clearly bigger.

With a swift motion he got rid of my shorts and pressed his cock against the thin fabric of my panties. I bit my lip as he moved them to the side and rubbed the tip against my entrance, pushing on it slowly until it gave in.

Never before have I felt so tight as I did when he entered my pussy, trying to fit his way through with his dick. I moaned whenever he made a move, accompanied by his grunts of pleasure, as slowly but surely my body became fammiliar with his, streaching itself from his cock.

He leaned in and kissed me, reaching even deeper into me and pounding my ass, making me moan even louder as I felt his tip knocking against my womb. I embraced his neck, trying to not break away from his kiss as sounds of pleasure escaped my mouth.

I jolted back as I felt my orgazm escape my body, digging my nails into his back. My body tightened again and I could feel every inch of his cock inside me, as he moaned and pushed hismself all in, his hot cum filling up the condom.

We both breathed heavily whilst looking into each other’s eyes, slowly comming to our senses after a wave of pleasure. Or at least, so I thought, but as soon as he came out of me, he took off the sperm filled condom and reached for an another one.

He leaned in to kiss me again, as I run by hands under his shirt, unbuttoning it and feeling his nice body. We made out for a while, warming up our bodies again, as I climbed onto him and removed my shirt and bra, exposing my breasts to him.

Though they were much smaller without the bra, he didn’t seem to mind, fondling them with pleasure and sucking on my nipples, as I slowly brought my body down on his cock. I suppose all that teasing and dry-riding ended up being useful after all, my hips moving almost on their own up and down his shaft, as he groaned with pleasure.

It didn’t take long for him to cum again, with me feeling his warm sperm though the condom. I smiled and stood up on my knees, freeing his dick from my pussy. I looked at his face, expecting something to indicate that this is the end, but instead.. well, it was quite the opposite.

He took of the condom and grabbed me, turning me around and pinning me onto the bed. Before I could say anything, I felt his hot, bare cock enter my vagina and his hands firmly holding my waist, pushing me deeper onto him.

I moaned loudly as he roughly fucked me from behind, and even louder when he leaned and sunk his teeth into my shoulder, sending a jolt of both pleasure and pain through my body. I couldn’t even hear the sound of club music through the door, all I could hear was his desperate panting, and his thighs clapping against my cheeks.

I felt an another orgazm wash over my body, but this time it didn’t even seem to affect him, if anything, he only started pounding me faster. I felt my mind go blank as I failed to keep up with his rythm, the room melting away and our bodies being the only things I could feel, his cock throbbing deep inside me.

Suddendly he pulled it out, his cum shooting all over my ass and back, covering me with whatever sperm was left inside of him. I could bearly breath, my body being overstimulated with both pain and pleasure, feeling like my brain was about to shut down from all the sensations.

I woke up with my back still arched and covered with sperm, the room being quiet. I tried to sit down, but the pain in my bottom wouldn’t let me, so I went to my knees and looked around. The guy was nowhere to be seen, but on the bed laid a white envelope. I crawled towards it and opened it, being pretty sure what to expect. Sure enough, here was my paycheck, 500$ in cash.

I didn’t really know what to feel at that moment. On one hand, I now was 500$ richer than i was probably an hour before, but the reality of me selling my own body has started to settle in. Then I realized, I had no idea what hour it was. The room had no clock and I left my phone at the bar with Nick, so I quickly put on my uniform as well as I could and got out of the door.

The Club was empty of clients, and the only people left were members of the staff, cleaning up the mess after a busy night. Or rather, one member, that being Nick. I must’ve looked pretty pathetic as as soon as he saw me, he burst out laughing, and then quickly stopped after he realized from which room I left.

I told him the long story short and asked him what hour it was.

Fucking 7 am.

I started panicking, but he offered to give me a ride back home. Not that I was comfortable giving my adress to somebody like Nick, but at this point one it didn’t really matter to me.

I managed to sneak in through the window (with a bit of help from Nick hoisting me up to the windowsill) (Yes he did comment on my ass but I couldn’t even bother with responding) and climbed into bed.

My mom woke me up around 1pm, demanding that I clean my room at last and go eat something in the kitchen. Thankfully she didn’t look under my bedsheets, and I managed to change into my pijamas as soon as she left.

While I was doing so I tried to tuck away all the money i made today, but while i was searching through the pockets of my shorts, I felt something else.

It was an another envelope, this time smaller and goldish-yellow in colour, simply labeled “tip”, and inside it was… another 500$ with a note “Hope to see you again”.

Well, actually, it was 200, but I still like to dream that it was.
Still, after that I didn’t come back to work in that place for a while, but I imagine that if I ever feel a need to look for a sugar daddy, I will know where to look~