Hope and Dreams- My Deliverer
By John Smith
Copyright February 2012
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Hope and Dreams
Part 1- My Deliverer
I ran my hands up his long legs. I was kneeling between his legs looking up at his magnificent cock. It is not the biggest cock in the world. It is bigger than any I have ever had. It is long and thick with a big head that looks almost too big to fit in my mouth but I will try anyway. I wrap my hand around is thick shaft and my fingers have trouble fitting all the way around. It looks so good and he looks so happy at my touch that it makes me warm inside.
The two of us could not have been more different. He is over 50, I am only 18. He is big, well over 6 feet tall and I am barely over 5 feet. He has a little paunch and I am very petite. I barely got through high school and he is a successful businessman. I want his cock more than anything right now. I want to make this man feel good and I want to feel him cum in my mouth. I have never felt this way about a guy before and I like the feeling.
If you had asked me a couple days ago that I would be looking to suck this cock or any other cock I would have told you that you were crazy. It was only a couple days ago that I walked out on my longtime boyfriend and into a world of uncertainty. I had walked out of his trailer slamming the door as I left. That was the last time I was going to let the bastard hit me. I had said that before and always went back but this time I was determined to mean it. I got into my car and pulled out of the drive heading down the street and out of the sub, to where I was not sure.
I had moved in with my high school sweetheart, Ben, right after graduation. Ben was a couple years older than I and had managed to get a place of his own, a run down trailer he rented from an uncle of his. We had dated since I was 15 and he introduced me to both sex and pain during our time together.
I chose to move in with Ben due to my mom getting remarried to an asshole. My stepdad forced me to do most of the work around the house and told me that once I graduated I would have to pay rent. My mom never said a word in my defense and let my stepdad walk all over me. His rent was equal to what I made at my part time job so I would have nothing. At least with Ben he did not force me to pay rent, as long as I put out for him. I had to take care of my own clothing, help with food and fuck or suck him every day.
When we were dating before I moved in Ben was nice and it was fun being with him. It was nice to be able to go to his place to hang out and he was always gentle as he taught me how to pleasure him. Once I moved in he became more demanding and demeaning forcing me to clean up his messes, to keep his trashy trailer clean and forcing me to have sex. He would hit me if I ever talked back and then force me to suck him off to prove his manhood. I left a couple times but I had no where to go so I always ended up going back.
So now I was out on my own, no place to stay, nothing but my junker of my car my real Dad gave me for graduation. I would try to move in with him but he lives across the country now and I this car would not make the trip. I called my mom but she said that Tom, my stepdad, said no that I needed to learn to be a responsible adult.
I had slept in my car before when I had walked out the last time so I knew a couple places where I could safely park for a couple of days. I did have a couple days of clothing in the trunk that I kept if I needed a quick change for after work. It is a good thing they provide a uniform there for me to wear.
I called my best friend Suzie to see if I could stay with her. I worked with her at the restaurant and we went out together from time to time. I have known her for years but I also know she is in a bad place at home too, and trying to move out herself. I find a nice quiet spot to park and let the night cover me like a blanket. I will deal with my problems in the morning.
I wake up to the noise of the city coming alive. The garbage truck slams the dumpster a couple times just down the alley from where I parked making sure I do not go back to sleep. I have to work tonight but I have a few hours to kill so I head to the Y to see if I can use the showers. I beg the front desk clerk to let me in and she relents allowing me to use the locker room. Good thing the place is filled with Christians, they have a place in their hearts for the needy and boy am I needy. I relish in the shower taking my time to let the pains of sleeping in the car ease. I find a used towel and get dressed in new clothing. At least I don’t have to feel grungy all day.
I need to find a place to stay if I am going to succeed in not returning to Ben. I heard from some girls that they have had luck finding cheap roommate situations from postings online. I head to the library to use their computers. They don’t open for a couple hours so I recline in my car with the windows open and wait. I watch the playground next to the library and find myself envying the mothers playing with their kids. Most are a lot older than I am and that is probably best. Take time to get to know someone before having a kid so you are not stuck with a deadbeat like Ben. I will wait awhile before I put myself in that situation.
Ben didn’t have a computer so I frequented the library often to fill my online needs. I signed on and checked my Facebook account. Nothing much going on there. I was about to check my MySpace account when I remembered why I was there. I pulled up Craigslist and went to the Roommates wanted listing. There were several there but most were out of my price range. Then I noticed one that caught my interest. It simply read:
WANTED: Female to share house with mature male. Single, non-smoker only. Send email for more information. Rent negotiable.
There was not rent listed but if it was negotiable maybe I could get in cheap. The posting just went up last night so I prayed that I would be considered and not be too late. I sent a note requesting more information and sat back and waited.
I received an auto reply response almost immediately. It read:
Thank you for your request for information. I am looking for a female roommate to share a 4 bedroom, 2 bathroom house with me. I am a mature divorced gentleman who is usually alone. You will have your own room, either furnished or unfurnished as per your needs. My preferences for a roommate are:
Single- not currently in a relationship
Non-Smoker
Student or recent graduate
Employed
Mature attitude
If you are interested and feel you quality please send me an email with answers to the following information and questions:
Name:
Age:
Occupation:
Place of work
School (if applicable):
My current goals in life are?
I can add to your household _____.
Why should you be chosen to live in my house?
Rent will be negotiated during a face to face interview to be scheduled from the responses that I feel are the best fit for me and my household.
I read through the list and started my reply. If this guy felt sorry for me he may give me a break on the rent which would really help my bank account.
I was single and a non-smoker. I was a fairly recent graduate from high school at least. I did have a job as a waitress and I felt I was mature. So I answered:
Name: Hope Thompson
Age: 18
Occupation: Waitress
Place of work: Denny’s
School (if applicable): Ridgemont High School
My current goals in life are? I am seeking a stable place to live so I can search out the right options for me.
It was not a great goal but it was all I could come up with at this time
I can add to your household _____. I am willing to help with necessary chores and I am cute too.
I thought I would add something lighthearted that might make him at least interview me.
Why should you be chosen to live in my house? I am someone who is in a real need situation. I need a place to stay and not to sleep in my car anymore. I would be very grateful to you for any help you could provide.
I do feel honesty is sometimes the best way to get what you need. I tried to be as honest as I could and I pressed send.
There was no immediate reply so I went to a couple other entries and responded to them as well hoping something would come through. I left the library and went out to my car. I tried to call Suzie but found out my phone was not working. The bastard Ben shut off my phone. I had to be at work by 5pm so I went to see if Suzie was home. I noticed he car as I drove up but I also noticed her Dad’s car was home too. I knew she wasn’t getting along with her Dad so I wasn’t sure it was a good time to stop but hunger overpowered me and I knocked on the door.
Suzie answered the door. She was still in her pajamas, a pair of short shorts and a short sleeveless t-shirt top. She is a little bigger that I and she filled out both pieces a little too much. She was wiping her lips as she opened the door and asked me what was going on. I told her about Ben and how I walked out on him. I asked if I could have a bite to eat. She said sure and invited me in.
As we headed to the kitchen we passed the living room where her dad was sitting in a recliner in a t-shirt and boxer shorts. He was a shorter pudgy man, baling with glasses. He beard had a day or more growth sprouting from his face. I noticed a good sized bulge in his shorts. He was sitting here with a sly smile on his face.
“I didn’t interrupt anything” I asked half sheepishly. She said not, he just finished his “discussion” with her and she was now free for the afternoon. I had a good idea what that “discussion’ entailed and I didn’t press the issue any further.
Suzie invited me into the kitchen and offered me a PB&J sandwich. I readily accepted as it may be my only meal other than table scraps from the restaurant until I got settled somewhere.
I enjoyed my sandwich in the kitchen as Suzie went up to get dressed. While she went upstairs her Dan came into the kitchen to refresh his coffee. He still had a hard-on and positioned himself to make sure I could not miss it. He acted like he was proud of the little tent he created with his cock. He caught a glimpse of me looking and said “Viagra does wonders.” And then he left the room. I was grateful he didn’t go into further details. I was eager to leave when Suzie came back down.
When we were safely in my car I told Suzie what her dad had said. She apologized for him telling me that he was addicted to popping the pills everyday and as part of her post-graduation “rent” she had to help him enjoy the effects of the drug. Her mom won’t do some of the things he wants so Suzie does in the mornings when her mom is at work.
Suzie told me not to worry, that it is ok for right now. She mainly just sucks him off and occasionally lets him fuck her when mom hasn’t take care of that. She said it was kind of gross to suck off her dad but kind of sexy too. She did not fully understand why but she seemed to like taking care of him that way. Keeping it secret from mom just seemed to heighten the experience.
I told her I would not say anything as long as she said it was OK with her. I said I would not worry but I worry anyway. I don’t know if I could do a dirty old man like she does. He just makes my skin crawl.
We returned to the library to see if I got any replies on my emails about places to live. I checked my email and noticed a couple said they had been filled. Then I noticed the one from the gentleman with the house and it said if I was still interested to come for an interview tomorrow at 10am. It said to call if I needed to reschedule and then left a contact number. I was excited about the possibilities and quickly sent a reply accepting the appointment time. I jotted down the address and phone number. I map searched the address to make sure I knew how to get there. Suzie asked me if it was safe to go to a strange guy’s house without someone to make sure I was safe. She suggested we drive by the house so she knew where I was going and could get help if needed.
We headed out of the library and Suzie navigated us to the right neighborhood. The house was in a nice neighborhood, better than any I had been in before. It was a nice house with a well manicured lawn. The lot was large and the neighbors were not packed in close together. A newer pick-up truck was in the drive. It looked like a dream house to me and raised my anticipation even more.
Suzie and I killed the rest of the afternoon at a coffee house talking about guys and what asses they can be. We got to work early and changed into our uniforms- short diner dresses and saddle shoes. They were cute in their own retro kind of way and we worked the night away.
I took Suzie home after work and went off to find a spot to park for the night. I had a hard time getting to sleep due to reoccurring dreams of my interview tomorrow. Finally sleep came and I awoke to the sounds of a delivery trucks brakes squealing near my car.
I awoke with images of Suzie sucking off her dad. She was sown on her knees smiling her sweet smile whole playing with his small hard cock. I was wet between my legs and wanted to play with myself very badly. I don’t know why this scene was arousing me so much. It may have been due to my being without any sex for a couple of days. This was my longest stretch in quite a while. I worked hard to put the images out of my mind as I headed to a nearby gym to try and charm them into letting me use their showers.
The guy at the front desk was a real hunk and must have liked me as he let me in with little discussion. I showered and looked through my bag for options. I had only my mini I wear out at night and a pair of short jean shorts. My mini is probably too short for my interview. I usually wore it when I wanted to turn on Ben or get him jealous by flirting with other guys. It barely covered my ass and gave a peek to whoever might be looking if I bent over or sat down. I liked teasing guys while wearing a tiny thong, my underwear of choice, but right now I needed a place to stay and teasing might not be the best strategy. I put on my shorts. They were, maybe, a little tight and short but not out of style for a girl of my age. I put on my most conservative t-shirt that I had in my bag and set about to see what I could do with my hair.
I fixed my hair. It didn’t take much really as I keep it pretty short and easy to style. I pout on a touch of make-up, not too much to look like a hooker, just a couple highlights. I didn’t wear much and preferred a more natural look. I headed out of the locker room and thanked the hunk at the front desk for the kindness. He passed me his phone number as I headed out. I pocketed the card as I would never know when I would need a nice strong guy.
I headed to the neighborhood to drive by the house to see if anyone had early appointments. There were no other cars but the truck I noticed yesterday was still parked in the driveway. I was a little early and drove around for a while to kill some time. Finally waiting got the better of me and I headed to the house. I was about a half hour early but I took a chance and parked behind the truck and headed to the door. My heart raced as I walked to the door and rang the bell.
The gentleman answered the door quickly. He was a nice looking guy that I thought was in his mid 40”s (I would find out later that he was actually almost 10 years older, he has aged very well.) He was very tall. I had thought my Ben was tall at 5’11 but this guy would tower over him. At 5’1 myself and barely a hundred pounds I felt very small as I entered his house. He welcomed me in and offered me a seat on the sofa in a nicely furnished living room. He took a seat in a recliner nearby and asked me how my day had been so far. It was small talk and I joined him in casual conversation. He introduced himself as John. I have him my name and he asked me why I was looking for a place to live. I told him my whole life story including my issues with my stepdad and my ex Ben. I told him how I walked away from his abuse and was desperate for somewhere safe to stay.
He congratulated me on having the courage to get out of the abusive relationship and to take the risk to live on the streets over taking any more crap. He applauded my ingenuity for using the Y and the health clubs to stay clean and not running away.
He asked me about my job and how long I had been there. We talked about my future plans, or lack there of, and he mentioned that maybe in a month or so that question could be revisited.
He asked me if I had any questions so I asked me why he insisted on a single roommate and what he meant by mature. He told me about his divorce and that he has visitations with his son on alternate weekends plus occasionally at other times. He wanted someone who would act responsibility around his son. He also did not want someone who would bring in a boyfriend and make him not feel welcome in his own home. Keeping the roommate single was the best solution to that dilemma.
I then asked him about rent. I told him I could not really afford much and was wondering if this place was gong to be too much for me to afford. He told me not to worry. He did not need a roommate to meet the bills. He was just tired of being alone and wanted someone he would enjoy being around to live with him. He wanted someone with a good head on their shoulders and didn’t mind sharing the house with him. Being cute was a plus too, he added with a smile.
I had to admit I found him very likeable and told him so. He got up and gave me a tour of the house. He showed me the bedroom for rent. The bath would be shared with his son when he was here and with guests. Otherwise it was to be the tenants as he had his own bath in the master suite. He showed me his office complete with a computer and a spare TV. I could use it whenever it was not being used by him for work. He showed me the kitchen, dining room and finally his back deck. He had built a sun room off the back of the house complete with a hot tube, televisions and outdoor furniture where he could relax after a long day if needed. The yard was large and had a tall fence all around the edges. I could not see a neighbor in any direction and the place felt very secluded.
I told him his house was wonderful but he still did not answer my question on the rent. He told me we could discuss that in a couple months after I got settled in. He told me the room was mine if I wanted it rent free for the time being. He said he felt sorry for me and that he wanted me to have a safe place to come home to. He said I deserved the room and all the other issues could be worked out in time.
I was shocked. He offered the room at no cost and with no lease to sign. I told him yes that I wanted the room but what about his other interviews. He said that after reading my email he only set up one interview, mine. I gave him a big hug, squeezing him hard. He seemed very surprised by this and stiffly hugged me back. As I pushed back off raising my head off his chest I asked him how tall he was. He told me 6’6. I had to tell him that he was the tallest person I have ever actually met. He said that he was not really tall but that I was just really small. He smiled and then told me he preferred small to anything else. I told him I like big too and gave him a big smile.
He asked me if I needed any help moving my things into the house. His truck was available to help if needed. I told him I didn’t have anything that I had left everything with Ben when I left and vowed that I would not go back. He asked if would feel more comfortable if he came with her to get her stuff. I told him definitely yes, that I don’t think Ben would mess with him if he was with me.
We got into John’s truck. I gave him the directions to Ben’s place. Ben’s trailer was in a run down trailer park down by the tracks. I saw Ben’s car in front of his trailer and, with John behind me, got up the courage to knock on the door. Ben opened the door and looked down at John and me. He asked what I wanted and I told him I came for my stuff. He told me they were gone. I asked to come in and see for myself. Ben stepped aside and let John and I enter the house. I checked my drawer and closet where my things had been left. Sure enough they were gone, cleaned out including all the little things I has around the house. I screamed at Ben, asking him where my stuff went and that I wanted them back.
Ben told me that they were dropped off at goodwill and I could go there and buy my trash back from them. I was so pissed at him. I screamed and stormed out cussing at Ben so loud that I became afraid that John may think I as a real Bitch. John told me to calm down, things would be ok. I got into the truck and sat back fuming at Ben. He yelled at us as we backed up “Thanks for the tax deduction,” and waved at us good-bye. I gave him a double bird salute at we drove out of the trailer park.
I started to cry. I was so mad and felt so helpless having nothing to my name but 3 changes of clothing and a junker of a car. John told me not to worry. He said that he would help me out. He turned onto the main drag and down the road away from his house.
“Where are we going now?” I asked not feeling like any surprises.
“Shopping” John replied as we turned into the Target parking lot. “Come on.” He called pulling me out of the truck and trying to pull me out of my funk. He pulled out a shopping cart out of the stack and headed toward the apparel department.
“Pick out 7 outfits, 10 if you find good one’s on the clearance racks. Get whatever you like to wear but try to get a variety, jeans, shorts and the like. Take your time, I’ll be looking around the store for things I need.” John instructed me. He then left and I stood standing in the aisle shocked and unsure where to start.
I started shopping by pulling a couple pair of jeans and some basic shirts. I picked up some shorts on clearance and some more tops. I soon has a pile to try on and headed to the dressing room. Being short it is hard to find anything long that fits but I found a couple pair of Capri jeans that fit my ass nicely and some nice short shorts. I did not know John well but he seemed to like my short shorts that I wore so I got more of them. I liked my clothing tight and form fitting anyway and he did say to get what I usually wore.
I made several trips through the dressing room trying on things to find the right combinations and right fit. I did find one pair of jeans that fit me right and I found several shirts I liked. I found a skirt a little longer than my teasing mini and I found several nice buys in clearance. I got one sun dress that looked good on me. I didn’t wear dresses often but this one caught my eye and was short enough to look right on my small frame. When I was done I had 1 pair jeans, 2 Capri’s, 5 shorts, 2 skirt and the sundress plus tops to go with everything. My other skirt was another micro min that I found in clearance that I could not resist. I matched it with a tight camisole top that just looked naughty. I would never know when I would need a new clubbing outfit.
John came walking up as I was organizing my selections. I showed him what I found and he commented positively on all them even the micro mini and that he was looking forward to seeing me wear each of them.
He told me to go pick out a couple weeks worth of underwear and socks. I like thongs so everyone I picked was of that style. I got the matching bra’s where possible and some socks and leggings to go with my selections.
I picked out a pair of flip flops, a couple pair of shoes so I didn’t have to rely on my one pair of sandals. John picked out one pair of very high heeled sandals for me that made my legs look great. He has a good eye for what I would like. I picked them too.
John took me to the health and beauty department and let me buy what I needed for my bath. I picked up shampoo, soap, some make-up and other essentials. I stopped by the family planning aisle while he was not looking and slipped in a couple items that I may want later into the buggy.
John asked me if there was anything else I thought I needed and I said no. We headed to the checkouts and $500 later we were out the door and headed to the truck. We returned to the house where John helped me take my bags to my room. I couldn’t believe that I as so lucky. I started to lay everything out on the bed as John returned with a basked filled with hangers. “I’ll get some lunch started while you get settled.” John said as he left the room.
I pulled my things out of the shopping bags and hung up what I could. I put the rest in the dresser drawers that I had in my room. I never had so much space to my self and my closet looks empty. But at least I have something new and a place with a bed and a roof over my head. I put my special buys in the top drawer of the dresser. I saw on the bottom shelf in the family planning area a vibrator that called my name. I have never had a vibrator before but for some reason I was drawn to picking it up and putting it in the cart. I also bought a box of condoms. I was not planning to have sex but again I felt the need to have them.
John had not given me any reason for me to believe that he would come on to me but I becoming open to the idea. I went back to thinking about Suzie and her dad and had to remember that my situation was different. John was not my dad and, so far, did not require me to do anything like Suzie’s dad did. I was missing the touch of a guy thought and that may have been the hardest part to get over. The vibrator was one I have seen advertised on late night MTV. I was looking over the box when John called to tell me lunch was ready.
Lunch wasn’t anything special but it was good. Fried ham sandwiches on toast. I realized that I was very hungry and ate two whole sandwiches. John commented on my big appetite for such a small person.
We talked about small things like work and such. He works as a Store Manager and had strange hours at times. I told him I worked only a few nights a week right now and pick up extra shifts when I can. I mentioned that I worked tonight and that reminded him that he needed to get a key made for me.
After lunch John went out to make the key and I returned to my room. I washed my old clothes including the one’s I was wearing. I felt free to run around the house naked while John was gone. I figured I would hear his truck when he came back and would have time to get into my room. I liked being naked when I could and planned to take advantage of my new situation when I could.
I pulled out my new vibrator and opened the package. I had a sudden fear as I did not check if it needed batteries. To my relief they were included. I read the instructions and got running. I lay back in my bed and closed my eyes. The only images that kept coming to my mind were that of Suzie and her Dad or Ben forcing me to suck him off. I pushed Ben out of my mind and concentrated on Suzie and her Dad as the lesser of evils.
The story was the same but I was there wearing a short T-shirt and shorts and Suzie was in her short PJ set. Suzie was kneeling between her Dad’s legs rubbing his thighs looking at the bulge in his loose boxers. She called me over to kneel beside her as he pulled his cock from his shorts.
I found myself feeling my breasts and licking the toy while daydreaming about Suzie. She took the cock in her hands and began to stroke it slowly but firmly. Her lad leaned back and sat there smiling. Suzie leaned forward and began to lick cock along the sides up toward the head. I watched as Suzie ran her tongue around the head of the cock just before taking him into her mouth.
I ran my hands down between my legs. I was wet and swollen. I rubbed gently as I continued to lick the toy like it was a nice cock. Suzie looked over at me and told me it was time. I guess this was planned as I stood up and removed my panties. I stepped over her dad’s legs and straddled his cock with my back to her dad. Suzie guided the cock into my pussy.
I slide the vibrator into my pussy at the same time. With my eyes closed I continued my dream slowly starting to ride the short fat cock. Suzie put one hand on my belly and rubbed my clit with her thumb (just as I was doing with my hand in my bed), and I watched her take her dad’s sack into her mouth. She worked the sack and rubbed my clit while I rode the cock. The feeling was so good and just what I needed.
I heard myself letting out moans of pleasure as I climaxed. The waves of pleasure that I missed so much coursed through me. Suzie pulled the cock out of me and into her mouth. She worked to finish him off looking to drink his load. He squirted his sperm into her mouth as she licked the cock from base to tip, cleaning every drop of cum and pussy juice. She smiled at me showing me the cum in her tongue before swallowing it down in one gulp. As I lay in the bed drenched in sweat I heard a knock on the door and realized that I never fully closed the door.
John was there looking at me with a surprised look. He excused himself for interrupting me and stepped out of the room quickly. I jumped up and put on a pair of shorts and a tee and rushed out to see him. He gave me a key to the house and acted like nothing had happened. I could see a bit of a bulge in his shorts that seemed to tell another story.
I cleaned up for work and told John that I would be back a little after midnight. He said he probably would not be up still as he had to work in the morning. I looked like we would both have the evening off tomorrow and I looked forward to being able to get to know John better. It would be nice to spend an evening with someone even if it was just watching TV.
I got to work on time and got changed. Suzie was already there. I showed her my new key and told her all about getting the place and how Ben had tossed everything I owned away. I told her of John taking me shopping and all the new outfits I got. She said it was just like Ben to pull a stunt like that and she was excited about my finding such a generous benefactor. She jokingly asked if he had another room. I told her that he only had one right now. I remembered my daydream and half joked that she may have to move in my room with me.
My fantasy about Suzie and her dad kept coming to my mind and I looked at her a little differently now, perhaps a little lustfully. I have never been with a girl before but I was finding myself thinking about being with Suzie a lot while we worked. I tried to push the thoughts away and focus on my job. I could not afford to loose this job.
I returned home from work just before midnight. John must have fallen asleep in his recliner and woke up when I came in. There was a ballgame on the TV and he was in a t-shirt and a pair of long sleep boxers that went down to his knees. He welcomed me home and said that he must have fallen asleep.
He took a drink from the beer on the side table. He looked at the drink and told me that due to my age he could not offer me a drink. However, if I went to the fridge and took a drink myself and had one he would not stop me. He only asked that I if I started to drink I stay home and do not go out until I have time to sleep it off. I agreed to his rules with a big smile. My smile brought out one from him in return. He said that I have a nice smile and it warms him when he see’s me smile. I thank him and tell him I need to shower the diner smell off my body and would be back shortly. He said he would look forward to seeing me soon.
I headed to my room to grab my shampoo and soap when I realized that I did not buy and sleepwear at the store. I leaned out the door to mention to John that I did end up forgetting something at the store, sleepwear. He said he may have something that may work for me and he headed to his room. He returned with one of his t-shirts. He said it had shrunk too much for him to wear and might work as a sleep shirt. He held it up to me and it looked like a dress. I took it gladly and headed to the bathroom.
It felt so good to be so much cleaner. The showers at the health club or the Y always left you feeling a little unclean. I know the places are clean but it just does not feel as good as a good shower in a nice clean house. I felt clean and safe as I climbed out of the shower. I dried off and pulled the t-shirt on over my head. It was not as big as I thought stopping halfway down my thighs. I reached for my panties to put on but decided not to. I was feeling adventurous tonight.
I headed out to the living room and head past John. He watched me as I pass by. I hear him comment on how well the shirt fits and that it looks better on me than on him. I smiled and game him a little model spin. The bottom flipped up enough to give him a peak at my bare ass. He smiled as I entered the kitchen and grabbed a rum cooler I found in the back of the fridge.
I sat on the sofa nearest his chair and took a deep drink from my cooler. I leaned back and let out a deep sigh. John asked me if I as ok. I told him I was just tired. It had been a stressful couple of days and tough nights sleeping in my car. I told him I felt so good now being here and having a place to stay knowing I do not have to go back to Ben or try to beg to get back into my family home. John said he welcomed the chance to help me and for me to let him know if there was anything I needed.
I watched John as his eyes jumped between the game on the TV and my legs. He obviously was enjoying my company and I noticed a bulge growing in his shorts. Not a full blown hard on but his cock was noticing me. I could tell he was trying to fight the feelings that were making him hard.
I asked him what he was thinking about. “Why do you ask?” he replied. I told him that I noticed the bulge in his shorts and if I was causing that. I gave him a mischievous smile. His bulge grew more as I watched.
He said that if fact I was causing his arousal as he could not get the image of my being nude in bed earlier out of his mind. It was very unexpected, nice, but unexpected. I told him that it was ok, that I didn’t mind that he saw me. I pulled my shirt up to show him my newly shaved pussy to him and said “See, I like to show myself off and I hope you don’t mind.”
John looked at my pussy as I watched his cock grow a lot more. It grew a lot and I was getting curious as to what was in there. He told me that when my son was not here I was free to dress or not dress as I pleased. The more comfortable I felt the more comfortable he would feel around me. I smiled a big smile and said thank you.
That is how I came to be kneeling between his legs. I knelt on the floor and reached up to pull his shorts off. He lifted his hips and helped me get them off his ass so I could pull them to the floor. I told him I wanted to see what I was doing to him and man was I surprised.
The cock was beautiful. It was probably 8-9 inches long and almost as thick as my wrist. It was topped with a big mushroom shaped head that was a deep red/pink color. I gasped a little as I looked at it. I told him it was pretty big. He asked me if I had seen a lot of cocks to know if it was big. I told him that I did not have personal experience as I only had been with a couple guys in my life, Ben and a friend of his he had me fuck once. I had watched a lot of porno with Ben and my cock looked like a porno stars cock. He thanked me for the compliment.
I asked him if I could touch it. He said I could do whatever I liked with it. I smiled and ran my hands up his thighs. I ran my hands over its long shaft. I felt it’s soft head and ran my fingers around it’s big crown. A drizzle of precum ran out of tip which I wiped up with my thumb. I licked it off as I looked up at him. I felt so safe here and really wanted to play with john’s cock. I wanted to make him feel good like he had made me feel safe.
He looked down at me and said that I didn’t have to do this. I told him that I wanted to. He said he wanted to make sure that I knew that my being allowed to move in was not in exchange for sex. He would only have sex if I wanted it and was enjoying it. I felt even better about my being here and my hands on his cock. He had a way of making even sex feel safe. I told him I liked sex. I liked it a lot and found it to be fun. If would let me I would like to have sex with him every day. I told him that right now I wanted to suck his cock and taste his cum in my mouth. I could believe I was talking like this, not after Ben had abused me and forced me to have sex with him. I guess that is what happens when you feel safe.
I ran my tongue up the shaft and around the head. I slide the head into my mouth and began to suck. I used to take Ben all the way into my throat but this one was too big. I would have to work at it to take it deep. I bobbed my head up and sown on his dick sucking my cheeks in to make it nice and tight like Ben liked it. John, however, stopped me. He told me to slow down. He said if I really liked to suck a cock I should work to make it take as long as I could.
John instructed me on how to excite the head and them to work down the shaft and enjoying other parts while the stimulus settled down. He guided me in building up the level of excitement and then letting the cock relax allowing the process to orgasm build as you got closer to climax. He told me about sucking his balls and licking him all over. I had to admit giving him a blow job was very educational and enjoyable. Ben was always into getting himself to shoot his load fast, preferably on me somewhere. John was teaching me to control the cock, to determine when it was to cum and to tease the guy along the way.
John told me that some guys like to watch the cum fly, some don’t care where it goes. He said he prepared when the girl swallows and worked the cock with her mouth as he cums into her mouth. He felt that it provided the most intense orgasms he has ever felt.
I worked his cock for what seemed like forever and finally I decided I wanted him to cum. I slide the cock into my mouth and worked it while squeezing his balls with my hand. I could feel him building up to cum and finally released into my mouth. I kept working the cock as the cum built up in my throat. I had swallowed before so It was not a surprise other that the fact that I think the squirted 3-4 times before he was done.
I swallowed one last time and wiped my lips with the back of my hand as he took my shoulders and gently pulled me into his lap. I felt like a little girl in this big mans lap. He leaned in and gave me a soft kiss. I returned the favor a little more aggressively and we intertwined our tongues enjoying the taste of each others mouths.
John thanked me for getting him off. He said I was very good. I told him that I was a fast learned and that he was a good teacher. I said that I still needed more practice and looked forward to more tutoring sessions. He smiles and said he would help me practice anytime. I gave him a big hug and another kiss.
I wiggled in John’s lap feeling his now limp cock against my ass. He ran his hand over my legs commenting on how nice and smooth they are. I spread my legs so he can move his hand more freely. I love the feeling of a man’s hands between my legs. Ben never spent much time down there, just enough fingering to get me ready to fuck.
John took his time slowly feeling his way around. I let out a small gasp as he touched my wet swollen pussy. I leaned back into his shoulder as he explored me with his nice big fingers.
John told me how pretty my pussy looked and how much he liked shaved pussy like mine. I try to keep my pussy shaved smooth. I just feel cleaner that way. It got me hot hearing him talk about how much he liked my pussy and the gentle way he treated my body. He slide a finger into my pussy and slowly began to pump it in and out. After a few pumps he pulled out and put in two fingers. They filled me up so nicely. It felt so good to have him finger me so gently. His thumb touched my clit sending shivers up my body. He began to softly knead my clit with his thumb as she fingered my pussy. The feeling was incredible. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest. I enjoyed the sensations of his hands exploring me like it was the first time.
John asked me to sit on the sofa. I opened my eyes and reluctantly climbed off his lap. I was so comfortable sitting there. He had me sit near the end of the sofa and he draped one leg over the arm. He placed the other leg over his shoulder as he knelt down and softly kissed my thigh. He looked up into my eyes as he kissed my legs and nuzzled his cheek against my skin. He was so gentle and slow appreciating every inch of my legs as he gradually worked his way up.
John let his hands softy explore ahead of his tongue. I felt his hand glance against my mound as it moved over my body toward my abdomen. His touch was so soft and light that drove me crazy. I wanted to tell him to get to work on my pussy but I kept silent enjoying his caresses. He took his time and really seemed to enjoy teasing and pleasing me. He finally took one hand and pressed down on my mound just above my clit and the feeling sent shock waves through me. I had never been so turned on and wanting to be licked. I wanted to grab his head and drive it into my pussy and keep it there until I came.
John ran his tongue along my slit from below my pussy all the way to my clit. He went slow and savored every inch. I let out an audible gasp as he finally let that tongue touch my pussy. I found that I wanted it so bad and nothing else mattered. He flicked his tongue at my clit before licking is way back down my slit. I felt his tongue explore all around my pussy tasting all my wetness inside and out. He put one hand under my ass and pulled me up as he licked my hole working down to just below my pussy. I almost came right there as no one has ever licked me there before and it sent strong pleasurable feelings through me as I moaned in response.
John ran his tongue back up slowly making his way back toward my clit. He went slowly and it drove me crazy as I wanted him to make me cum now. I felt a finger slide into my pussy as He licked me. He slowly moved the finger in and out as he licked me closer and closer to my clit. I felt his tongue come to rest on my clit as it penetrated the fold of my slit and caressed my hardened bud. I felt his lips wrap around my clit and he began to softly suck and flick at my clit with his tongue. He began to work his finger in rhythm with his sucking. That was almost too much as I began to tense up and felt my body getting ready to release.
He must have felt me getting close as he backed off and kissed my thigh softly. He looked up into my eyes with a wicked smile on his face. “Don’t stop now I was so close.” I told him in a scolding manner. He just smiled and said “Not yet, I am not done enjoying you yet.” He kissed my mound softly and returned to licking my slit. I felt better that he was going back to work and not leaving me hanging. I felt him insert two fingers into me and begin to rub the inside of my pussy. First he fingered the bottom rubbing the spot below my pussy he licked before. I felt his tongue join in the fun as he played with my pussy like a toy. I rocked my hips against him as he licked and fingered me. I closed my eyes and just let him do his thing as the pleasure was just too good to fight.
I felt John lick his way back up my pussy. He always moved so slow it seemed and took forever for his tongue to get to where I wanted it. As he got close to my pussy his fingers began to rub my clit from the inside. His lips firmly latched onto my clit and began to suck me harder. I felt the feeling coming again and I prayed that he allow me to cum. I wanted it so much right now and relaxed to help my body to climax. I felt my pussy tighten around his fingers as he played with me on the inside and my hips rocked into his lips trying to help them do their thing.
Finally the feeling came and I felt the warm sensation flow through me. I let out a cry as his tongue pushed me over the top and brought on what I craved. John kept working on my pussy pushing me to enjoy the feeling for as long as possible. After a few minutes I pulled John’s head up off my pussy and he sat back onto the floor looking up at me with a look of pure joy on his face. I was drenched in sweat and as tired as I have ever been after a long fucking session yet I have not fucked anyone, yet.
I crawled down to John on the floor and gave him a big hard kiss. I wrapped my arms around his big body and held him close to me. When we finally took a break I just told him “Wow that was amazing. No one ever had gotten me off like that before.” He just said “You are welcome.” And “It was my pleasure.” I didn’t know what else to say and just relaxed in his lap again enjoying his presence.
John noticed the clock and said that he needed to get to bed as he had to get to work early in the morning. We got up and headed to the bedrooms. I reached up and put my arms on his shoulders. I could not reach up around his neck. He got the message and bent down for a good night kiss. I asked him if he wanted me to join him in his bed. He said that may come in time but tonight he needed some sleep and with me there he does not think he would sleep any. I smiled and leaned down to give his cock a good night kiss. He smiled and reached down to squeeze my ass telling me he was happy I found his ad. I told him I was glad I found his ad too and hoped to have many more nights like tonight as we get to know each other in the future. We each headed to our bedrooms to get ready for bed.
I had no trouble getting to sleep with many pleasant thoughts filling my head. Thoughts of safety and of being fucked and of sucking cock and surprisingly, of my friend Suzie joining me in the fun. I did not see her dad anywhere and that was a welcome change.
Bio John Smith
These stories are written as therapy and help me to clear my mind so I can focus on more important things. If you like this story let me know here at Smashbooks as I would love to hear your feedback. I am not a professional writer so please excuse any grammatical errors as that is not my primary focus.