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Bobby blows it	By : Mac_at_Night Category: +G through L > King of the Hill Views: 6293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Alright boy, we’re here.” Cotton Hill turned to look at his grandson, waiting to see the boys reaction to where this ‘here’ was.
Bobby could hardly believe where here was. Sitting in his grandpa’s old jalopy, Bobby looked out the window to see the neon sign with bright blue letters and a cowgirl hanging off the end of them. “Juggstore Cowgirls.” Bobby whispered.
“Hooo-wee, I can already see ya’ sweatin’ in anti-cee-pation there boy!” Cotton hollered, slapping Bobby on the back and startling the boy. “Can’t wait to get yer’self a face full of them boobies huh?”
Bobby gulped, the idea of a grown woman shoving her breasts in his face sounded very alluring right now. Still, he couldn’t help but be a little worried. “I don’t know peepaw, I don’t think my dad would like me going in there.”
“Psshaw! That good for nothin’ son o’ mine would’ve just had ya’ wipin’ gas tanks at the gas station all day fer’ your little vacation from school.” Cotton frowned, that disappointment of a son of his wasn’t going to ruin his grandson, that was for sure. “And Hank’s wife would have ya’ knittin’ or doin’ other girly stuff. What you need is some grown up fun!”
“Grown up fun.” Bobby whispered again, heart pounding a mile a minute. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to check it out.”
“Hehe, knew you were excited!” Cotton patted Bobby one more time on the back before they both hopped out of the jalopy and sauntered up to the door, the old WW2 vet wobbling back and forth on account of him not having any shins. The big ape of a bouncer at the door frowned as the two of them approached.
“Eh-uh, no minors allowed.” The bouncer said, holding a hand out towards Cotton. On normal occasions Cotton would’ve just headbutted the man in the groin and continued on his merry way, but this was a special occasion so he felt like usin’ some diplomacy.
“Oh really now?” Cotton asked in a sweet tone, reaching into his shirt pocket and pullin’ out a few crisp hundred dollar bills, waving them at the bouncer. “Because my grandson here ain’t no child, he suffers from a terrible disease that done robbed him of facial hair and height!”
The bouncer frowned, staring at the money intently. “That so?”
“Yeah, that so.” Cotton repeated.
“...fuck it.” The bouncer took the money, slipping it into his pocket before jerkin’ a thumb at the door.
Cotton and Bobby walked on in, the atmosphere changing from that of outside. Now instead of the quiet and cool night there was a loud thumping and bit of humidity as the music played loudly all around them. Bobby could feel his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as he stared at all the sluttily dressed women walking around, wearing barely anything at all except for a skimpy pair of panties and blue bikini top, with a leather vest and cowboy hat to give the appearance of a western attire. “Wow.” Is all the boy could say as a girl with some impressive tits walked by him.
“Wow indeed boy!” Cotton laughed, slinging his arm around Bobby and walking the two of them over to the nearest stripper/waitress. Cotton gave the girl a quick slap on her bare rump, nearly causing her to spill her drinks all over the Japanese businessmen she was attending to. “Hey sweetcheeks, who do we talk to around her about a private dance?”
The girl whirled around, glaring at the shinless pervert. “Smack my ass like that again and I’ll throw you out your old pervert!”
“Yeah yeah, enough with your yappin’, answer my question.” Cotton repeated.
The girl blew some hair out of her face before crossing her arms, letting her breasts push up a bit and strain against her bikini top. She stared at Bobby, eyes widening a bit as she wondered how exactly someone that young managed to get in. “You want a private dance it’ll cost ya’ a hundred for ten minutes. But we don’t allow minors-”
“Yeah yeah, that’s what the big ape at the door said.” Cotton reached into his pocket once more, and produced some more crisp hundred dollar bills. “But something tells me my little green friends here can convince ya’ otherwise.”
The girl bit her lip, staring at the money and then at Bobby, who’d been extremely quiet the whole time and also kept stealing glances at her tits. “Well…” The girl sighed, shaking her head. “I ain’t interested in bein’ this kid’s first rodeo, but we got one girl here who wouldn’t have a problem with him. Go on to the private booth in the back and I’ll send her your way.”
“Hoo-wee Bobby, you here that? You gonna’ get yer’self a real whore tonight!” Cotton laughed as he dragged his grandson over to the curtained off area of the club, pushing on through and slapping another stripper’s ass on his way to the back. “Now you just go on and take yer’self a seat right here,” Cotton said, pushing Bobby into another smaller curtained off area where the boy fell onto a leather couch. “And I’ll make sure to send in the pretty lady when she gets here.”
“Okay.” Bobby said, kicking his feet back and forth as his grandpa closed the curtains once more. Bobby could hardly believe where he was, a strip club of all places, and at his age? It was crazy. All those half naked women with their big breasts and their fat asses, it made the boy’s dick jump up just thinking about them.
The curtain was pulled aside and quickly closed again, as Bobby’s dancer had arrived. “Well, aren’t you cute?” The woman looked like she was in her late thirties, closer to Peggy’s age from what Bobby could tell. She had pale white skin, large curly red hair and plenty of whorish make up on. She was dressed like the other girls, blue bikini and skimpy panties with the leather vest, only difference was that her huge heaving tits were stretching that bikini top to the maximum. They had to be bigger than Bobby’s head, easily, and that fat ass of hers looked like it was wider than the boy’s own body. This was a woman with experience, Bobby though, he could just tell by looking at her. “I heard you wanted a special dance, little man?” The stripper asked, walking over to Bobby with a sway of her hips as she placed one hand on his shoulder, bending forward to let the boy have a good look at her enormous cleavage.
“Y-yes ma’am.” Bobby stuttered, using his hands to cover his growing erection.
The older woman smiled. “Well now, callin’ me ma’am makes me feel old. You can call me Ginger.” She said, taking her hat off and placing it right on top of Bobby’s crotch.
“M-my name’s Bobby.”
“Well Bobby,” Bobby straightened up a bit by the way Ginger said his name, and the way she licked her lips. “What kind of dance would you like me to give you?”
Bobby widened his eyes, reeling at the question before he just blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “Shake your butt.” He said, blushing heavily once the words left his mouth.
Ginger laughed, standing back up and tossing aside her leather vest. “An ass man huh? I think I can oblige.” Ginger turned around, showing off her enormous pale white ass. That g-string of hers was buried beneath the mounds of thick booty flesh, and Bobby could make out a tattoo of a heart on her left cheek before Ginger started to shake her body, making her booty clap and wiggle for the boy. “How’s that Bobby? You like what you see?” Ginger asked Bobby in a sultry tone.
“Yeah.” Bobby answered, mesmerized by the dancing and bouncing flesh. “I like it a lot.” He could feel the raging erection in his shorts growing larger by the second, and he pressed Ginger’s hat down onto his lap in an effort to hide it.
Ginger grinned as she looked over her shoulder at the boy. When she got told that some old man had brought his grandson in for a dance, Ginger hadn’t expected the boy to be as young as he was, but that was just fine with her. She liked them young. Cute and vulnerable, but also curious and naughty enough to make things fun.
Ginger’s booty clapped and bounced as she twerked for Bobby, bending over and shaking her body so quick and hard it looked like the woman was going into a convulsion. Bobby could occasionally see beneath those fat mounds of flesh at the barely covered pussy and asshole hiding away. Without knowing it, Bobby was reaching forward slowly, his hand stretched out before he gave Ginger’s ass a large slap just like his grandfather had given the other strippers earlier tonight.
“Oooh!” Ginger let out a yelp, not expecting the brazen action from Bobby. “Naughty boy Bobby, you aren’t supposed to touch the dancers here.” She teased him.
Bobby grinned, that shy little boy from before starting to give way to the horny young man beneath. “I couldn’t help it, y-your butt is just so big.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Ginger said. “And it’s ass, not butt. Remember that.” Ginger corrected him. She continued her dance, gyrating her hips for the boy who slapped and groped her booty every now and then. Ginger didn’t try to stop or correct him, she was enjoyin’ the lewd actions too much to want them to stop. After another minute of this she finally turned around, much to Bobby’s annoyance, and grinned down at the boy. “Don’t get too down boy, we’re just movin’ on to the next part of the dance that your grandpappy paid for.”
Bobby blinked as Ginger leaned forward, placing her hand on the top of her cowboy hat and starting to take it off the boys lap before he held it in place with both hands. “Wait! You can’t take that off or else…”
Ginger smirked. “Oh don’t worry sugar, I’ve seen my fair share of trouser snakes before, you ain’t go nothin’ I ain’t seen already.” Ginger said, yanking her hat back and off of the boys lap. “Holy shit.” The older woman widened her eyes at the enormous tent currently poking up in Bobby’s shorts, it looked like the kid had smuggled a heavy duty flashlight in there or something. “Is that...is that all you?” She whispered, unable to take her eyes off the huge bulge as she let her hat drop to the floor.
“Yeah.” Bobby said in embarrassment. “Mom says I’m a bit bigger than other boys. And the doctors can’t figure out why.” Bobby said, trying to push down his huge erection to no avail.
“A bit bigger is an understatement.” Ginger said, falling to her knees and placing her hands on Bobby’s thighs. She raised one hand to tentatively reach out and touch the covered boner, before stopping and looking at Bobby, giving him a sultry look. “You want me to let this bad boy have some air Bobby?”
Bobby gulped, before nodding his head slowly. Ginger grabbed the top of Bobby’s waist band, letting her fingers trail over the boys covered cockhead for a moment and earning a groan from him. Slipping her fingers underneath, she yanked his shorts and his underwear down in one go, before getting slapped right in the face by that fleshy piece of cock meat as it bounced back and forth. “Sorry!” Bobby cried out, though he couldn’t deny that feeling his dick hit Ginger in the face hadn’t felt good.
“Fuck me that’s big.” Ginger said, reaching forward and wrapping both her hands around Bobby’s thick girth. The cock in her hands had to be at least twelve or thirteen inches long, and as thick as can of coke to boot. The heavy stream of thick precum leaking out o the top was already covering her fingers, and it was all she could do not to reach forward and run her tongue along this delicious looking fuck stick. Bobby was moaning loudly, something she hadn’t noticed till just now. “Oh you really like that, don’t you Bobby?” Ginger grinned, pumping her hands up and down on the boy’s cock, milking more thick precum out.
“Y-yes.” Bobby moaned. “I like how you jack me off ma-Ginger.” Bobby corrected himself. “Could you...could you go faster?”
“Oh I can do more than that.” Ginger says, pumping her hands up and down like she was trying to churn some butter. Some nut butter. Her fingers dug into Bobby’s cockflesh, sliding up and down with expert care. Ginger noticed that the leak of precum from earlier was now a full on flow, the syrupy pre-jizz leaking all the way down Bobby’s fat shaft and onto his equally impressive balls below. “Can’t have this dripping onto the floor.” She commented, leaning forward and burying her face in Bobby’s nuts.
She inhaled deeply, taking in the boys scent before she began to suck and lick on his heavy nuts, lapping up any precum that happened to drip down her way while also two-hand pumping that thick dick of his the entire time.
Bobby was moaning loudly now, leaned back in the couch and letting his legs spread out far. He was so happy he’d gone with his grandpa tonight, he didn’t even care how mad his dad would be if he ever found out what happened here. The only thing he cared about was busting a nut all over Ginger’s face. And those big titties of hers. “Ginger,” Bobby gushed, face red. “I wanna’ fuck your tits.”
Ginger popped one of Bobby’s nuts out of her mouth as she grinned up at the boy from beneath his cock. “Language young man. But sure, I’ll let you jackhammer these puppies.” Ginger leaned up, lifting her huge titties up before letting them drop down, Bobby’s shaft sliding up between them. She kept her bikini top on, she thought it made the whole scene that much sexier. “How you like these titties Bobby? They feel good around that big ol’ cock of yours?” Ginger asked, bouncing her tits up and down Bobby’s cock, getting them lathered in pre-cum.
“Yeah, they feel awesome!” Bobby shouted, grunting a bit as he gripped the leather of the couch. “And I think I’m gonna’-”
“Cum or me baby.” Ginger moaned, sticking her out as she pressed her tits even tighter around Bobby’s dick. The boy let out a groan, and the first thick blast of jizz shot out of his dick so fast that Ginger wasn’t even sure where it went till it fell back down and splattered all over her tits. “Oh shit that’s hot.” She moaned, massaging that dick as more and more cottage cheese thick cum shot out of it. She didn’t know how Bobby’s nuts didn’t explode from carrying all this fat nut butter in them, and to be frank she didn’t care. Right now she was just enjoyin’ the hot cum all over her tits, practically getting her own orgasm right there as the sploodge dripped down and underneath her bikini till it was soaking against her rock hard nipples.
A solid minute, that’s how long Bobby came, and the boy didn’t fizzle out near the end either, from start to finish he was pumping at least a gallon of thick slimy cum onto her huge tits, and Ginger was loving every minute of it.
“I-I think I’m done.” Bobby gasped, leaning back in his seat and panting as Ginger wiped a finger across her breasts and collected some of that thick jizz before slurping it down her gullet. The site was making Bobby’s dick rock hard again.
“Mmm, you sure sugar?” Ginger asked, leaning forward and pressing her tongue against Bobby’s messy, cum covered piss hole. “Cause I got plenty of ideas for more fun we could have.”
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Cotton waited outside the curtained off area his grandson and the stripper were in with a frown, tapping his foot as he kept checking his watch. It’d been a damn half hour since that woman went in there, and she still ain’t come out yet. Cotton had paid the bitch a damn grand to give Bobby the best lap dance possible, but surely to god it shouldn’t take this long? “Hmm, time for some tactical reconnaissance.” Cotton said as he moved forward and peeked inside the room, eyes widening at what he saw.
“Fuck!” That fat assed big tittied Ginger woman was on her hands and knees like a bitch in heat, with Bobby situated right behind her and pounding away at that enormous ass with the excitement of a jackrabbit. Them big titties of Ginger’s were covered in jizz and swaying back and forth below her as Bobby just kept pounding away, slapping that big ass occasionally.
“You like it huh? You like this dick?” Bobby shouted, surprising Cotton with how crude he was. It made the old man proud really.
“God yes, I love your fat dick Bobby!” Ginger shouted. The bitch moaned and groaned as Bobby picked up the pace, the loud sounds of his flesh slapping against hers filling the room.
“Hnng!” Cotton watched as Bobby pumped his cock a few more times, bottoming out inside Ginger at one point. He heard the sound of dripping and looked down between the bitches legs to see thick amounts of sperm splashing against the floor. A second later Bobby pulled out, surprising Cotton once again as the boy held his enormous cock by the base and proceeded to coat Ginger’s back with his thick seed. “That was...that was awesome.” Bobby groaned, his enormous cock softening against the back of Ginger’s enormous ass.
Cotton pulled back, shutting the curtain as he had the biggest grin on his face. His grandson, his pride and joy not only proved he was more of a man than his father was tonight, but he also proved he knew how to handle a bitch as well. It made Cotton want to tear up and cry, that’s how proud he was.
A passing stripper caught his attention, and he grabbed her by the wrist. Before she could shout at him, he produced another wad of hundreds. “Hey sweetie, what say you go in there and help your friend keep my grandson company? Eh?”
The girl frowned for a moment before grinning, snatching the bills from Cotton. “Sure thing old timer.” She fluffed her hair up and adjusted her tits. She wasn’t too worried, after all how bad could the boy be?
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