Assley Juggz' Big Shot (Closed)

[Little_Red_Rose]

My name is Ashley Vick and I hate my parents.​

I'm sorry that I had to start with that, but after the twentieth time of hearing my crazy religious parents tell me that I'm not allowed to post stuff on Instagram, well it gets to you. I mean, I'm sure that many other eighteen year old have to deal with this bullshit, but that didn't end there for me. Not only did my parents not want me to show my body online, but they constantly warned me of the dangers of 'sinful' sex. Because, according to them, the only way to ever be in a relationship is if you're married. I don't understand how they thought that this mentality fit in with the twenty first century, because no one was going to go on a single date and say "Hey, let's get married." It wasn't just this; it felt to me that they wanted to control every aspect of my life. It was very tiring, you know.

On one hand, I guess I could understand their worries; I was a pretty attractive young woman. At eighteen years old, I was pretty tall - I'm about 5'10". I'm a natural blonde with hazel eyes and some soft, pale skin. My body seems to get me all the wrong attention; I'm what you would call curvy; a plump round butt and two big 38F cup breasts. Like I said, I was pretty attractive and it wasn't as if I didn't know it.

http://i.imgur.com/yS1nv7r.jpg​

I suppose that some of the comments didn't help. Most of them coming from some older guy. I don't know how old he was, but he definitely wasn't around my age. Come to think about it, I don't even know how he found me online. But anyway, these are the comments he has left all over my photos (at least, ones with my body in them)

"That ass is divine."
"I'd love with play with those tits!"
"Your name should be Assley Juggz!"​

...Yeah.

But it was nothing too harmful - I mean, this kind of stuff was normal for the internet. That's why I didn't get it when my parents found them and got even more strict with me. Yeah, their house, their rules despite me being an adult. I was pretty frustrated - so frustrated that when this pervert sent me a message:

"Hey, small party over at my place. Come over if you want to."

I couldn't help but respond:

"When and where?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

I couldn't believe she actually responded to my invitation! I smirked to myself as I typed out a quick response, giving her an address to meet me at and a time; simply the corner of 30th and Bradley Street.

What? I wasn't about to give her my exact address!

Okay, hang on, let me back up. I'm Tommy Danger, legendary independent gonzo porn producer. I write, direct, produce, and star in one of the hottest porn series to hit the internets. I'm sure you've already seen some of my work.

And Assley Juggs was going to be the next porno slut I launched to stardom.

I'd been following her on instagram for a while. There are a ton of insta-whores out there, but she caught my eye. It might have been her huge tits, or her epic ass, but there was something about the look she gave the camera that just screamed "good girl gone bad" to me.

And I was going to make damn sure she went bad. After all, the 18-year-old had been whining for weeks on her page about how strict her parents were, blah blah blah.

She really just needed a huge dick in her ass, and she'd be all better...

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

So, I was told to go to the corner of 30th and Bradley Street. I wasn't too sure why the pervert couldn't just give me an address, but I guessed that the small party would take place somewhere secretive - like a night club or something. Thankfully, my parents were too busy with work to care where I was going; my dad was absorbed in his study room and my mom was in her office. I snuck out, wearing a blue tank top, tight black shorts and two inch heels. I did my makeup while I waited for the right time, putting on some lipsticks, my earrings and my necklace too. Sure, it was a small party, but it was important to look my best.

I got there at about 9 PM, and I pretty much was greeted by no one. I waited there, with my necklace falling into my cleavage, thinking that maybe I was stood up.