Massage School Really Paying Off

I honestly didn't know what to do after high school. Bummed around, alc, sex, that was it really. It wasn't until I had a pregnancy scare did I wake up.

Went to massage therapy school since I really didn't know what else I could do. Ended up working at one of those sketchy Asian massage parlors first. My first happy ending was this old, fat white dude who couldn't stop talking about his sex tourism in Thailand and how much he missed it. I jerked him off while he fantasized about some girl named Rew.

But it earned me a nice tip, so whatever. More and more guys started asking for happy endings though. I obliged with my hands and mouth. I wasn't ready to really feel like a whore by giving them my pussy.

I wanted to get out and make better pay without degrading myself so I applied to the gym at the local university. They hired me and wow, it was an upgrade. The guys are much hotter and more respectful.

Until I got my first happy ending request. He was obviously a frat bro and word had gotten out there's this new hot blonde massage therapist at the gym. I told him no, but then out comes two benjamins. So hard to pass that up.

I obliged and stripped down. After working him with my hands, I worked his cock with my mouth. He enjoyed it for a bit then got off the table to bend me over. I couldn't make too loud a commotion but I tried telling him my pussy isn't available. He just laughed as he plunged into me. I'm kind of ashamed but how manly he took me really turned me on. I enjoyed the rough fucking he gave me and was kind enough to cum on my back once he finished.

He gave me his number in case I was interested. Things got slow for a bit so I called him up. Now I work Friday nights at the frat house, often with multiple guys at once. No limits.

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