I, 19f, go to school in a pretty small college town. This is why I am using a throwaway. I am also not going to be using any real names here.

But anyway, my freshman year of college, aka last year, I worked part time as a cleaner. Most of the clients were rich folk that lived just outside the town.

There was this one client that I was warned about who is an absolute perv and knows he can get away with it cause of how much money he has. We will call him Mr. Bank.

Our manager usually sends one the few guys to go take care of his property or at least two or more girls. It was understood if girls were cleaning at Mr. Bank, everything was a two person job, and not to be alone with him.

Anyway, during my second semester we got a new manager. One who doesn't know anything about Mr. Bank and thought it was ridiculous that we were sending multiple girls to his house for light cleaning. So he would start scheduling just one girl to go up to his house. This didn't sit well with a lot girls so they quit.

I am one of the few remaining cleaners and one day I am assigned to work there by myself.

I've cleaned his house before, and knew the stories. Still it was good money, and I am a little bit of a slut anyway. So, I was excited and nervous to see what I would get into.

First day by myself he opens the door in just an open robe, free ballin. Already hard. He is absolutely shameless and immediately says, "Get that fucking ass of yours to work," and slaps my ass as I walk in.

This post is getting pretty long so I'll skip the rest of the build up. But after a few weeks of going to "clean" his house, Mr. Bank invites me to be a "server" for a party he is throwing. He says he'll pay well, which he did, and i was sure to get plenty of tips. He says it would be me and three other girls.

Anyway night of the party comes along. I arrive early like he says and get changed into a reverse bunny suit I bought. With nipple pasties, a g-string, and body glitter. I really wanted those tips.

As it is almost time for the party to start, Mr. Bank says all the other girls canceled. He says he'll triple what he offered me to stay.

I did.

I was never told how many people would be there but by the end of the night there were probably more than a dozen guys. All of them easily twice my age, some maybe three times.

I was bent over and stuffed for hours. Every hole used and stretched. I don't think there was a second since it started I didn't have a cock in me. Even while I drank, there was a cock in hand or up my ass. Viagra was being popped like tic tac to keep them going.

By the end of the night I was glazed head to toe in cum and felt like a cream pie.

I ended up with enough money to get myself a bbl, pay off my credit card, get my car repaired, and still had some left over.