1. Shelter From The Rain


    Date: 3/22/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Author: JustTK, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    looked back to the road. "I don't have one," Katie responded after a brief pause. "I'm, between homes right now too." "You mean you're homeless?" He asked her, seemingly a bit shocked at her quick response. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." "It's okay," she replied. "It's better than the alternative. I just need some more money." Malik didn't seem to care to ask what the alternative was that she spoke of. He was well off, and had money to spare. He was in town looking for something for him and his friends to do this night, and as he looked at her, and also heard her story, he felt he may have found an idea. "I got money. If you'd mind working for me." He looked her over once again, stopped at a stoplight. He knew he could talk her into it. "Doing what, and for how long?" She looked at him curiously, still holding her wet shirt in a bunch in front of her chest." "I'm having a party. Maybe you could, you know, entertain." Malik said surely as he pulled into his driveway, a long path up to a three car garage. A couple cars already were parked outside, and there was music and talking coming from inside. "What the fuck," she responded, her tone bordering anger. "I'm not a whore." "I didn't say you were," Malik quickly responded. "But, I know how much a few grand might help you." He pulled a money clip from his pocket, and pushed together inside, she could see hundred dollar bills. She estimated that there was at least a thousand in there. "There's more inside, with my friends." She sat ...
    and thought about it for a while. Katie imagined that she could make a lot of money, especially if Malik's friends were carrying money like he was. It took her a few minutes to respond. "How much money are we talking about," she asked. She crossed her legs, letting go of her shirt, placing her hands in her lap. "Depends on what you're willing to do," Malik responded slyly. He reached his hand over to her, caressing her breast from outside of her wet shirt. She didn't stop him. "I'm sure you can find ways to get more money out of us than you'd imagine." "Okay, I'll come in..." She slowly said. "Great!" Malik grinned, getting out of the car. He opened the door for her, and as she stepped out, he took the clip of money, running it up and down her inner thighs lightly. She shivered at the fell of the light scraping as it slid up her skin. "Remember, you decide what you make, so don't back out." His lips kissed her neck, his other hand gripping her wet, C-Cup breasts through her soaking wet shirt. "What do you want," she asked him, moaning softly. She was a bit nervous, but she kept thinking of the money. She needed it badly. He put his hand on her shoulder, pushing her down to her knees in the driveway. "Suck my dick, right now," he commanded. She looked up at him, slowly undoing his pants. She dug into his boxers, pulling out his thickening, long black cock. "Pay me first," she demanded, holding his cock in her hand. She was impressed at his dick as he grew to full size, noting ...
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