("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------
John's Cocksucker Elaine
By PoetCowboy (address withheld)
***
An ageing beauty falls in love with a likeable hippy.
He soon becomes terribly spoiled with blowjobs on
demand. She doesn't mind wearing dresses and nylons for
him but has issues with the frequency of the oral sex
he's always demanding and so they go to a counselor.
(MF, oral)
***
I had done a really good job of painting Sally's house.
It was a beautiful Victorian and I spent a ton of time
prepping it. I convinced her to use 9 different colors
of paint and to let me put on some ginger-board. I was
a 22 year old hippy loving life and living on next to
nothing. I was simply glad to have it coming out so
well.
I had a girlfriend for several years and she moved on
and I had been alone for quite a few years. I was just
waiting for something to come along. But it never
seemed to.
Sally invited me in for lunch as usual. She was in her
early 60's. "I like the way the trim is coming out," I
said. "You can charge me more than we talked about if
you like. I know that you put a lot of extra work in on
it," Sally said. I politely refused and complemented
her on the sandwiches she had prepared.
"John, you need to get a girlfriend," she said once
again. "I know, but I don't like to go to bars and
girls just don't find me that attractive," I said. "But
it's ok. I am happy anyway."
Sally looked at me for a moment and said, "I want you
to come to a little party tomorrow night. Perhaps there
might be someone there for you." I agreed and went back
to the job. I was excited about getting the trim
completed.
The night of the party came and I arrived, all cleaned
up. There was Sally, myself and four other couples and
a single woman. The woman's name was Elaine. She was a
lot older than me, about 8 years older. But she was a
looker. She had natural blond hair, or so I thought.
Nice boobs and a very beautiful face. It became evident
that we were set up to meet. I talked to her for a bit
and asked her for her phone number. She gave it to me.
Later, I called her and we went out for drinks. I took
her home and kissed her at the door. So far, so good.
The second time we went out, we went to a movie and
then went dancing. As soon as she touched my body, I
could tell that this woman was very horny. She had been
divorced 3 years. She was raising her four kids alone.
It had been a long time for both of us.
We went to my house and wound up in bed. She fucked
like a sex starved animal. She said I was very good in
bed. I took her home and the phone rang an hour later.
It was her. She wanted to see me again the next night.
We got together for a repeat performance. She was
really into sex. She said she had never had it so good.
These meetings went on and on. She was sort of a bum
fuck, but it had been a really long time for me and I
wasn't complaining. We continued to screw. She was
hooked on me.
One night, I asked her if she would suck on me a
little. She said that she had never done that, but that
she would try. I kept it short and then fucked her. The
next night I asked her to suck on me again. She did and
then I fucked her. This pattern went on and on every
night. I would lay on my back and she would suck on me
a bit. Then I would fuck her brains out. This was sort
of like training Pavlov's dogs. She finally had the
idea to give me a full blown blowjob and swallow my
cum. It was great.
Soon this became a routine, I would ask for a blowjob
and then recoup for a moment and fuck her and she would
come. She was hooked and I was hooked. I taught her
step by step exactly how I liked it. No hands, get
right to it and always swallow every bet of it making
sure to empty me out.
By this time we were an item and I was starting to stay
over at her house on the weekends. After a week of wild
partying as a hippy, it was nice to spend two days in
bed getting blowjobs, backrubs and meals served in bed.
I would sleep a lot. I mean after a killer blowjob, all
one wants to do is sleep.
Also, by this time I had her growing her hair long and
dying it golden blonde and wearing dresses and nylons
all the time. I would throw such a fit if she wore
slacks that she never did.
Then the day came. "I am tired of giving you so many
blowjobs. I am feeling used." Humm, used. Lets see I
get one when I show up on Friday night, one Saturday
morning, another in the afternoon and one Saturday
night. Sunday was a 3 BJ day as well.
"I want us to go to counseling," she said. I agreed. So
we went.
The counselor was a lady in her mid 30's. We went to
our first session and Elaine outlined our relationship,
leaving out the blowjob part. I sort of told my part
that I liked Elaine and that we did have some fights
about things.
By the third session, it was getting hard to hold the
root problem back. Finally Elaine blurted it out "The
problem is that he wants blowjobs all the time. I am
getting tired of it."
Eventually the counselor worked around to the magic
question and finally got a number. a number of three
times a day. He response was a combination gasp- and
grin, which she concealed very, very well. From then
on, all of our sessions took on the theme of cock-
sucking and how to handle it.
Each week, we reported in on the number of blowjobs,
any progress I had made in disciplining myself and
Elaine's feeling about being subjected to them. The
counselor would come up with little tips on how to deal
with the problem. She would have Elaine initiate the
blowjobs in the hope that It would satiate my appetite.
We would keep lists with times and dates. Try
negotiating it. We become a threesome of dissecting the
cock-sucking dilemma which was ongoing.
Elaine would refuse and I would pout and she would give
in. This would be duly reported to the therapist.
Records were kept by the therapist of any potential
trends in the number of blowjobs which could offer some
hope of things turning around, fellacio wise.
On occasion, I would even skip a morning blowjob as I
would get praised by the therapist for it. "Very good
John. I know how much you like morning blowjobs. This
is real progress for you." It was pretty hot. Once,
after skipping three blowjobs in a row the day before
the therapy session, the therapist told Elaine that to
reward my good behavior, that I should be rewarded
after we got home from the session. Elaine was not
really elated about that one.
As I made a little progress on cutting back on my
blowjobs, and Elaine continued to complain, the
therapist pointed out that perhaps Elaine should
consider being a little more grateful for the progress
being made and the fact that I was one of the few men
who would agree to even come to therapy. The therapist
was beginning to come to my corner in the dispute.
The therapist also pointed out that I was not violent,
abusive and that we had few other problems. The wearing
dresses, nylons and high heels had not come up yet.
Our weekly sessions had been going on for about 6
months by now. That is when the therapist informed us
that she was going to be going to Europe for 6 weeks.
She wanted us to continue with our sessions with her
partner. Elaine had no choice but to agree. After all,
it was her idea in the first place.
The other therapist came to the next session. He was
about 30. He had to be brought up to speed and so
Elaine, in detail, went over all of my blowjob demands.
The guy asked information seeking questions, such as
frequency, he feelings, my reactions to the blowjobs
and hers as well. A detailed rundown of the places I
was blown along with any other relevant data was
written down by the therapist. This took almost an
entire session. Elaine did fairly well, explaining that
she had never really , you know. "Sucked cock" the
therapist interjected. "Yes" replied Elaine. I was
getting to like this guy.
The next week I was on my best behavior and skipped
quite a few blowjobs. The therapist was excited about
out progress. He had a theory that perhaps I was really
frustrated sexually and that once fulfilled, I would be
normal once again.
He asked Elaine to work with him on getting to the end
of the road on this. He too felt that a blowjob reward
for good behavior could help out and asked if I had any
special requests for my reward. I simply said, "Nurses
uniform!" I thought Elaine was going to throttle the
therapist but she only shot daggers at him. The next
day we went shopping at the uniform store.
We were having dinner and saw him come into the
restaurant. I invited him to come join us, which he
did. It was a little awkward. Knowing that she probably
had dick breath from just giving me my afternoon
blowjob. We chatted a bit and Elaine excused herself to
go to the bathroom. He told me that I had made great
progress and that I was also a very lucky man. I agreed
and thanked him for his help.
I told him that we were going to be having a hot tub
party and that he was invited.
***
Archivist's note: The author is anonymous so we can not
contact the author, so please don't ask for more parts.
Thank you
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 51