0 comments/ 16420 views/ 1 favorites Just What I Needed Ch. 01 By: daring_sussurations The annoying beeping of her alarm wasn't exactly the most pleasant way to wake up, but a smile spread across Grace's face when she remembered that Chris' parents were gone for a week, and that he was picking her up and taking her to breakfast instead of going to school. She still hit the snooze button though, to sleep for 15 more minutes, just like she did everyday. Too soon it went off again, and she decided it would be better to wait until she was at Chris' to go back to sleep. She dragged herself out of bed, down the hall, and into the shower. Not long afterwards she headed back to her room, dressed only in a towel. She shut her door and threw the towel on the ground, peeking at her youthful 19 year old body as she walked past a full length mirror to her dresser. On the way she grabbed the same pair of jeans that she'd been wearing for a week straight and threw them onto the bed, along with a pair of panties and a t-shirt. Her breasts were small and perky, so she never bothered with bras. Pink boy cut panties were dragged on first, then the jeans. As she was pulling her t-shirt over her head she flashed herself a grin in the mirror carefully admiring the girl who grinned back. She turned so that her back showed, the giant allosaurus that wrapped around her ribs and half of her toned upper back danced as she moved. Socks and a pair of old ripped up sneakers went on after her shirt. She ran her fingers through her short boy-cut hair and shrugged in the mirror at herself just as the doorbell rang. She snatched her book bag and ran down the stairs, trying to beat her dad at the door. She met him in the hallway and flashed him her childish grin that fooled everyone of her innocence, quickly pecked him on the cheek, and ran out the door, not giving him a chance to speak with Chris. Chris was her best friend and everything, but a horrid liar, and she didn't want her dad to know she wasn't going to classes. "So who are we going to breakfast with?" Grace asked as she climbed into Chris' car. "John and his friend Todd, who I don't really know, do you?" Chris replied, starting his car and driving away. Grace waved to her dad who was looking out the window, wondering why his daughter wasn't taking the bus. "Nope, but if John hangs out with him he must be a pretty cool kid." Grace turned up the radio and the car started thrumming, making it impossible for anymore conversation. Grace was 19, Chris had been her best friend since freshman year of high school, and now they both attended the crappy excuse of a community college in their hometown. John was still a senior in high school, but a very close friend. His 18 birthday just happened to land on the week that Chris' parents would be away, and so they were cutting there classes to plan a surprise for him. Grace often pulled stunts like this, and usually, she got Chris as well as herself into some sort trouble, but most of the time, she was very good at getting them out of it. In barely any time at all they had reached the diner that there group of friends frequented, morning, noon, and all hours of the night. They sat at there usual table in the corner and soon afterwards John walked in. Grace's eyes opened in shock at the attractive punk boy who wandered in behind him. Todd was tall and lanky, and incredibly skinny and almost fragile looking. Except the veins that stood out of the skin on his arms like little rivers killed the fragile look as she realized that muscles sat right beneath the veins. John strode over to them, the boy followed, his head lowered shyly, black shaggy hair in his face, scuffing his dirty sneakers along the ground, his jeans rivaling her own in dirtiness. Her breath caught in her throat as he got close enough for her to see that his black t-shirt was indeed an Adicts shirt. "Hey guys, this is Todd," John introduced them as he slid into his normal seat. "Todd, this is Chris and Grace." Grace all of a sudden found herself blushing under this stranger's grey stare, her throat was too dry to speak so she simply nodded her hello, trying her best to keep the nonchalant demeanor that she worked so hard on, Chris said hello as well and they shook hands as Todd slid into the seat next to John, and across from Grace. He didn't speak. Finally the waitress came, and she got to hear his voice, it rolled over her and her stomach did a little flip flop. She had to order next and to her chagrin she stuttered slightly and blushed more. Todd stared at the girl across from him, god she was adorable. He wondered if her short hair was a sign she was a lesbian. He'd seen her at a party a few years ago, seen her making out with a girl, another friend of John's. She hadn't seen him. Even if she had she probably wouldn't have cared anyways. However, she had been wasted, so maybe she didn't only like girls. She caught him watching her and she blushed more, he kept his face steady and straight. He then stared down at the table, keeping himself in check. He wanted to talk to this girl, a few times he tried, but nothing would come out. Especially since she never talked to him, obviously she wasn't interested. Grace joked with John and Chris throughout breakfast, sometimes she'd comment, and then her green eyes would watch Todd underneath long lashes, trying to see if he'd laugh at any of her jokes, or join in the conversation. He never did. He didn't speak one word to her. Finally it was time to go and her torture was over, she gave John a quick hug and smiled at Todd, then flitted off to Chris' car to wait for him, trying desperately to stop blushing. "You liked him didn't you!" "Who?" "Who do you think? Todd of course." "Yea right, you've got to be kidding me." Grace glared at her friend, silently admonishing him for knowing her way too well. "Then why were you blushing so much? Especially over a guy! What's gotten into you?" Chris continued to tease her, knowing eventually she'd give in and ramble about how cute Todd was for awhile. However, she wasn't ready to yet and she crossed her arms over her chest and stayed silent until they reached Chris house, where she soon became animated over planning John's birthday party. A few other friends showed up throughout the day, seeing how the plans were going and putting in there two cents. Soon she had forgotten all about Todd. Chris, however, did not, and he made sure that Todd would be at his house that Friday night. Grace had been heart broken since Angela had chosen the Marines, as well as men, over her and left, and that was almost a year ago. He decided it was time to at least try to break his friends ban on love, to crack her open again, to the fun loving, romantic girl, he knew hid inside. And he thought he knew just the boy to help. Just What I Needed Ch. 02 Friday night came upon them swiftly. Grace ran around all day Friday, making sure everything was set. Her older sister had been gracious enough to order a keg for the party, and the word was out. No guest list was needed, kegger's were always popular things, and she'd promised Chris that no one they didn't know would be let in and that she'd help clean the next morning, along with whoever else slept over, and he knew she was good to her word, so he allowed it. She bit her lip as she looked in her closet at her fancier clothes, then glared, slammed the door, and pulled on her usual jeans and a t-shirt. "It's not like I've got anyone to impress anyways." Without thinking about it she changed shirts again, putting on her Adicts shirt, forcing herself not to think of why she all of a sudden had the urge to wear it. "This one is more comfortable anyways. . ." She stared at herself in the mirror, a melancholy look on her face. "Cheer up, you're going to a party, who cares if you're going alone. Besides, maybe some hot new girls will come for you to fuck and leave, just to make sure they know how it feels." Grace glared at herself, wondering where the thoughts came from. She also knew that she'd never actually fuck anyone and leave. She'd feel too bad afterwards. To make herself feel better, she spiked the longer top part of her hair into a faux hawk and straightened the two strands of hair that actually went all the way down to her chin, making her look like she had cute sideburns. She added eyeliner and grinned, forcing angry thoughts and sad looks from herself as she grabbed her back pack and strode down the stairs. "I'm going to sleep over Nina's house tonight. I'll see you in the morning." She announced as she gave her dad a peck, he smiled and nodded. Nina, like John, was a high school senior as well but Grace's best girl friend and Grace's dad liked her, so he had no worries and needed no explanation. Nina drove up and beeped a few minutes later. Grace ran out the door and hopped into the car as Nina hit the gas-peddle and they made their get away. Nina knew about Todd and she, Chris, and John had a plan for the night, so as Grace talked about how fun it was going to be to surprise John, Nina couldn't help smiling about how fun it was going to be to play match maker, and maybe see her friend get her groove back. They strolled into Chris' house, the first to get there. Grace immediately got the cake out of the fridge that she had baked the day before, and Nina went to work blowing up balloons. Chris taped up the gigantic poster he and Grace had painted for John, just a simple happy birthday one, but they knew it would be appreciated, especially since none of them really had money to spend on real presents. Grace's sister arrived soon with the keg. Grace hugged her tight, and paid her back for it right away, it had been expensive, but everyone had chipped in to get it. People that hadn't were expected to pay before they were allowed to drink. If enough people came that she didn't know, hopefully they'd make money, but usually, they just gave it away for free, or people just wouldn't pay. Soon people started to collect, so far, only there closest of friends had showed up, and Grace calmed down and allowed herself a drink. By the time John and his gang of closest males showed up, she was buzzed. Todd was among them. Grace went and got John's cake, and everyone sang. Grace didn't stick around long after the song. She only allowed John to hug her before she fled back to the kitchen. She clung to the counter, allowing herself to panic. Her breathing escalated and her eyes darted around the room wildly, finally landing on the doorway. "Alright, you're being ridiculous, he's not even going to talk to you again." Her thoughts reeled and all of a sudden she calmed down, her last beer kicked in and allowed a determined expression to cross her face. "Fuck that, I'm going to talk to him, who says I have to wait for him to talk to me, fuck, maybe I'll fuck a guy and ditch him, he probably won't give a fuck anyways." As the hair on the back of her neck settled and her grip loosened on the counter her usual confidant air came swirling around her, where it hadn't been for some time. She strode out of the kitchen, green eyes scanning the crowd carefully for him. A hunter, looking for just the right prey. New people streamed into the house as the minutes passed, and when she didn't see him immediately, her confidence started to wane, but then, there! Over on the keg line he stood, his hands in his pockets, his head down. She strode over to Chris, who was pouring drinks. "I'll take over here, you go have fun." She said in his ear. "It's your house you're letting us use it, you shouldn't have to do anything." Chris was quick to notice Todd was on the line and just grinned at his friend, realizing she wasn't asking if he wanted her to take over, she was telling him. "Thanks." He handed her the nozzle and strode off towards where Nina was standing, getting ready to set there plan into motion. The line moved forward, and all of sudden it was Todd's turn to get a drink. He looked up and was startled. He stared wide eyed at Grace as she pumped the keg for him. She smiled at him and he forced his face to curve upwards, in what he hoped was a smile. "Fuck, this girl again, I knew I shouldn't have come, now I'm just going to stare at her the whole time and she's going to think I'm creepy and she'll hate me and it doesn't even matter because it's not like I've got a chance with her anyways." His heart pounded as she handed him his drink and there finger tips touched, sending shockwaves of electricity through both of them. He tried to take his cup, ready to flee, but she didn't let go right away. "So, are you going to actually talk to me tonight?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows and smiling again, slipping into a flirtatious stance with an ease she hadn't realized she possessed anymore. It was Todd's throat's turn to go dry. But he kept his features nonchalant and shrugged, took his drink from her, and walked away, showing no emotion, no ounce of interest. In his mind, he was determined to get shit faced and forget about her, no matter how fucking cute she looked. Todd chugged his beer, but Grace was still running the keg so he set his cup down and waited patiently for her to get bored and let someone else take over before he went over to get another one. John wandered towards him, and noticed where his eyes were gazing. "You know she's single right? She's damn cute too." John commented, watching Todd, hoping for some sort of reaction. He'd been friends with Todd for a few months, and he still had no idea why, the kid barely talked. Sometimes, an amazing person would all of a sudden pop out of him and he'd show the world his spirit, especially when he was drunk, but most of the time he just watched and laughed, and never joined in. John hoped tonight would be a night that Todd came out of his shell, especially since he desperately needed to get laid or something. The boy had never even kissed a girl for Christ sakes. Chris had given him the heads up that Grace was interested, and once Grace was interested, if you added a little alcohol to the mix she was pretty outgoing with what she wanted. "Yea you told me she was single already, but she's definitely not interested in me or anything." Todd replied, a slight frown creasing his brow. John took that as a good sign. Todd wasn't denying that he thought she was cute, and that he was interested, he was simply stating that he didn't think she was interested in him. John nodded. "Well, when she's drunk and you're drunk, I suggest you go over and talk to her, you may be surprised." Another group of boys all of a sudden came over and slapped John on the back. They also brought more beers, and one of them handed one to Todd, "Thought you might need one of these." Todd grinned, "You read my mind." He chugged his second beer of the night, and continued to watch Grace. A moment later he watched her hand the nozzle to the next person in line. "Here, I'm done with this, you can pour it yourself now." He grinned as he watched her wander away. What a little spitfire she was. A moment later she wandered back into the room, looking extremely annoyed. A boy followed closely behind her. "C'mon Grace, show me your tits." The boy was obviously drunk, and obviously hunting for some action. "John, tell him to leave me alone and that's so not cool. I'm the host, not some slut who came to the party to take her clothes off for everyone else, it's not my fault we only ever throw sausage parties." She crossed her hands over her chest and made a pouty face at John, turning her annoyance into a joke. John laughed, "Well, usually you steal all the slutty girls from us at parties, so I think showing your tits would be perfect pay back." "In fact, I think you should get naked Grace." Another boy chimed in, butting into the conversation, putting her on the spot, and turning a bunch more heads. "Oh yea? Well, if that boy right there tells me to get naked, I'll get naked." With one hand, she pointed at Todd, the other slid onto her hip which she jutted out, she stared at Todd, turning the attention from her to him. He shrugged again. "Well I guess you should get naked then." Grace's eyebrows raised in surprise, half of her had expected him to just shrug her off again. A smile crept across her face and she took a few steps towards him, until there bodies were almost touching. She stood there for a moment, basking in the body heat that rolled off of him as his temperature rose from her nearness. Then she gave him an unexpected playful punch. "Hey, you weren't supposed to talk!" She laughed at his shocked look and scurried off before any of the boys decided she should have to keep her word. Todd watched her go with some longing in his expression. He had taken the opportunity to breath her in when she had been close, and her smell was intoxicating. It took him a moment to realize that the rest of the guys were patting him on his back and laughing. "Hey, you're not going to let her get away with that are you? She said if you said for her to get naked, she'd get naked, and you did, so you'd better go collect your prize man," John shoved Todd in Grace's direction, where she was busy attempting to hide behind Chris. Todd realized pretty much every guy in the group was watching him, waiting for him to go be macho and speak with Grace. "I need another beer first." Instead, he headed over towards the keg. "I totally need another beer, want to come with me?" Nina came up behind Grace and asked her. "Sure, I need one too anyways." Grace stopped hiding and followed Nina over to the keg before she realized Todd was there, when they got there she stopped short. They stared at each other for a moment. "You know I was just kidding about the naked thing right?" She asked, trying to thinking of something clever to say, but that was all that came. She gave Nina a panicky look as she watched her friend walk away, but Nina ignored it and kept going. "Fuck, now I'm stuck, what am I supposed to do, what if he's a jerk just like the rest of them." Her thoughts reeled as she turned back to face Todd, who was still staring at her. He shook himself out of it, "don't worry, I wouldn't make you get naked in front of everyone. However, if there are any spare bedrooms later. . ." instead of finishing his sentence he waggled his eyebrows at her, making her laugh. A feeling of triumph stabbed through him at amusing this cute girl. "Hey, do you want to do me a favor and maybe keep me away from that guy tonight? You know, the one who wanted me to get naked in the first place?" Grace made her best damsel in distress face, deciding she was getting down his pants whether he liked it or not. He chewed on his lip for a moment, something she found endearing, and then nodded his answer. She grinned, "awesome, c'mon, I'll introduce you to some people." An hour later, Grace and her closest friends ended up by themselves in the garage to get away from the less tight knit groups which had begun to show up. Todd was among them. He leaned against a ladder, well half of it, because Grace was leaning against the other half. She'd had him following her around like a puppy for the past hour, and she was quite impressed with his progress, she was sure she'd be down his pants in no time. Todd watched her as John told a story, only half listening, she was quite drunk and giggling a lot, a noise that he had decided he could never get enough of. He had even told a story, just to try and get her to laugh, and she had. And she wouldn't stop touching him, a hand on his arm, placing her head on his shoulder. She had even whispered in his ear a few times, it was driving him crazy. He wanted to grab her and kiss her, and he didn't think she'd mind, except, he didn't know how. "18 years old and I've never even kissed a girl before, how pathetic. She'll probably laugh in my face when she finds out." The bashing thoughts kept coming each time she brought her face within kissing distance and he thought about it. As the night went on Grace realized she'd have to make the first move, and no matter how inebriated she got her stomach still did little flip flops when she thought about kissing him. She didn't really think he'd reject her, but there was always the chance, and what if he thought tonight wasn't just a one deal thing? Having to actually tell him that she'd fucked him and that was it was something that terrified her, she didn't want to hurt this quiet boy that she was becoming quite fond of. After awhile, they decided to reclaim the house, and kick out everyone who wasn't sleeping over. Grace went and got the keys bag from its hiding spot, and handed out keys to those who seemed sober enough to drive themselves, as well as wasted friends, home. She then found her back pack from its hiding space and brought it into Chris' younger sister's room. By default, she always slept in it. No one else was allowed to use it. She chewed on her lip as she heard the guys arguing over couch and floor space out in the living room. All of a sudden, Nina entered. "So, do you like Todd?" She inquired. "Yea, I was thinking of inviting him in actually, think he'll accept?" "Hell yes, but don't have sex with him, at least not tonight anyways." Nina told Grace, she knew she'd be suspicious, but she knew Grace would flip if she found out she fucked a virgin in the morning, and if she told her, she wouldn't invite him in. "Don't worry. I'm too drunk to make good decisions right now, so I was going to ask you anyways." Nina smiled, mostly out of relief. "Awesome, well, we're going to watch a movie before we all collapse and just have personal group time so you should definitely come out and snuggle on the couch with everyone first." Grace nodded and followed Nina out the door. Nina settled herself into the last unoccupied arm chair when they got into the room and Grace realized the only spot left besides the floor was strategically next to Todd. She plopped down next to him, cuddling close, not even realizing that her friends had done it on purpose, and usually, she would have. They couldn't decide on a movie, and everything on television looked boring, so they spent most of the time talking, with some channel surfing. Eventually, John stood up and went into the kitchen. A bunch of people followed him. Grace and Todd had been oblivious to most things going on around them as they spoke with each other. As most people were leaving the living room, Grace went in for the kill. Her lips gently danced across Todd's neck, jaw line, and finally found their destination as they landed on his lips. Todd froze and tensed up really tight. Grace pulled back bit her lip and looked worried, "I – uh – I'm really sorry, I just thought. . ." she trailed off, thinking he was rejecting her. She started to get up. His heart was thumping wildly and blood roared through his ears, he didn't even realize what she was saying, just that she had stopped kissing him and was about to leave. Before he thought about it he had grabbed her by her wrist and thrown her onto the floor. She squeaked and stared at him shock but before she could react his body was sliding against hers until he reached her lips and crushed his own against them. There were giggles as the last of Grace's friends headed into the kitchen. Neither of them noticed the hushed excitement as they kissed. Todd crushed his body up against Grace's eliciting a low groan from her. Her arms roamed his back as she clung to him, making sure he wasn't going to move, try to get off of her, stop kissing. Her tongue prodded gently against his lips, and he opened his mouth allowing her entry, his tongue also found its way into her hot cavity, and he groaned as he really tasted her for the first time. His first kiss. There tongues danced heatedly, exploring each other's mouths, making sure to learn and lick every single crevice. Grace soon became aware of his throbbing cock rubbing against her leg. She spread her legs and he fell in between them. Before he realized what was happening she was rocking her hips, rubbing his member against herself. He almost choked and shot his load as he felt her against him like that, wanting to be against him, he pulled back and stared at her wide eyed for a moment, but continued to rock himself against her cunt. Grace's green eyes were cloudy with lust as she looked up at him, her face was flushed, his heart skipped a beat and there he decided that she was beautiful. His lips crushed against hers again and his arms slid beneath her, grasping her around the waist and pinning her even closer to him. She gasped and clung to him tighter. Her nerve endings were on fire, sending signals of pleasure off to her brain every time he shifted, touched her, kissed her. She shook slightly and couldn't catch her breath. He was stealing it from her, leaving her as a breathless mush beneath him. She felt incredibly feminine, wanted, and him, he was masculine, and for one of the first times, she wanted him to be dominant. She waited patiently for him to take it to the next step, but he never did. After awhile she became slightly confused, wondering why his hands had not made it into her clothing for heavier petting. Finally she took the initiative. One hand slid up his shirt while the other working on unbuckling his belt. He froze, unsure of what to do. He'd never even kissed a girl until tonight and now he had her pinned under him, trying to get his clothes off. As her hand snaked into his pants he freaked out and jerked back, sitting up on his knees, her still on the floor with her legs surrounding him. She looked at him confused. He bit his lip and mentally shredded himself. Before she could do anything he had stood up and stepped away from her. "I'm such a fucking moron, what am I doing?" He continued to rip himself apart in his mind and said aloud "I have to go home. I'll see you around probably." He turned around grabbed his keys, and walked out the door. Grace sat on the floor dumfounded. "What the fuck just happened?" she asked herself chewing on her lip. She growled deep into her throat and flitted off to the bedroom before anyone noticed what had happened. She was mortified, never had anyone got her so worked up and just left her wanting like this. Never had someone let her get them so worked up and left them selves wanting, and she was sure he was. The bulge in his pants was still quite visible as he had walked out the door. Just What I Needed Ch. 02 We hurriedly finished our drinks and I paid the tab, after all, I am a gentleman! Jen begrudgingly removed her hand from my thigh as I told her, "don't worry, it'll still be there when get to the car," with a wink. She got a faux pout on her face that just got the blood flowing downstairs even more. You have to love a girl who can't keep her hands off of you, especially when the thing she wants to touch most is hanging between your legs. As we walked to the car I could feel my cock, hard as a rock, rubbing against my leg and that all-too-familiar and overpowering surge of heat pulsing through my groin as it ached for release. That's the point I always know that my brain has lost control of my body and the cock has taken over. We got in the car and I pulled out of the lot. "So do you often go home from bars with strangers?" I asked, only partially joking. She gave a little laugh, "Well, wouldn't really call you a stranger, but no. I never go home with strangers actually." "I'm little more than a stranger though. So if you don't sleep around then, why me? And by the way, we've got about a thirty minute drive out to my place. Kinda in the middle of nowhere. In the meantime though, my cock isn't gonna stroke itself.". There it was. Words straight from the cock and out through the mouth. I should probably say something about guilt over self-control or something, but honestly, if a girl can't handle me saying things like that (and knowing that I mean it) then I really don't want to waste my time. Lucky for her, she laughed and her hand went straight to my still semi-hard cock. It was pressed tightly across my upper thigh and easily detectable through my jeans. She massaged it gently, lovingly as she replied, "Well, it's just that." "Just what?" I asked, a little confused. "Aside from what I said earlier: you're hot, you've got a great body, and, as I'm learning more and more tonight, a huge cock," she squeezed it gently as if to remind herself just how right she was, "but what you said just now." "That you should put your hand back on my dick?" "Yeah. I mean, sure most people might think that's demeaning or whatever, but I don't think that at all. It's like, I could tell the first time I saw you, you were a man. I mean, obviously you're a man. But I mean a real man! Like you're smart, I know you're a gentleman, but you know what you want and what you like and you won't settle for less. Ya know what I mean? I don't know. I could just tell you were different and I've been waiting all semester to talk to you. Hoping you'd talk first." "Yeah," I sat back and put my right arm behind the headrest leaving the other one on the wheel, "I know exactly what you mean. I just never would've guessed you had noticed though. Frankly I'm glad you did. It seems like you hit the nail on the head." "Yeah, a lot of people seem to think I'm some raging feminist bitch. And partially, that's true. Equality is great, I can think for myself, take care of myself, blah, blah, blah. And all that's great, but honestly, none of that is really important, women should be able to do all of that. I don't have to work for any of those things. What I really need is a strong powerful man." She got quiet. "It's like the thing I want the most, and the thing I don't have." I responded, "And you saw that in me?" "Well I hoped I did anyway. Once we started getting to know each other I was sure of it though. You seem to know that the power you can have over a woman like me doesn't mean domination. I don't want whips and chains. But you straddle that line of confidence and cockiness. And if you're not afraid to tell me it's time to stroke your cock while you drive, I can only imagine what else you aren't gonna hesitate to do.". She smiled at this last comment and as she ran her fingers down the length of my cock she said, almost to herself, god it's so huge." I just hope she realizes how right she is about me, I thought. I rubbed her shoulder and placed my hand back on the seat behind her, "I know it is. Anyway, you seem pretty content right now, why don't you just keep stroking. We're almost there." For the next twenty minutes she continued working on my cock through my jeans. I could feel the heat pulsing through it and eventually a wet spot formed from on my jeans from precum. I always produce a lot and i knew it was only a matter of time before it started leaking out of me like a faucet. I swear sometimes it was like my balls just had an endless supply because once my dick started leaking precum, it just kept coming. It was actually more like a small waterfall that a faucet to tell the truth. Some girls had even made comments about how much there was, complaining about it filling up their mouths while they were sucking me, or getting it all over their fingers while stroking mu cock, whatever. I always loved it natural lube! How could more be a bad thing? Just another plus for my cock! Eventually she felt the spot on my jeans and I heard her give a little gasp followed by a deep, low "mmmm" when she felt it. She ran her finger over the little pool a few times as it grew from about the size of a quarter to the size of a drink coaster before returning to her work. For the next few minutes she continued making those soft little "mmmm" sounds and I knew I had her. It's easy to find a girl who liked big cock, though few of them actually know what to do with one. But a girl who actually desired a man who had power over her, that was a rare find. Plus, from the sounds coming out of her, the girl seemed to like cum to boot. I guess we'd find out more about that. My cock and I were very happy right now. This might have the potential to go extremely well. I just hoped she stayed true to what she said about a man like me being what she really wants. Needing a man who exudes power. I knew I could handle it, but my cock doesn't handle disappointment very well... We made the final turn and pulled into my driveway. As I put the truck in park, I said, "Here we are." She dreamily responded, "this is nice." "Thanks." "No," she said as she turned to me, "I meant this." At that, she leaned down across the seat and kissed my cock through my jeans. "Thank you," and she continued with soft kisses down the entire length. I rested my hand gently on the back of her head, and ran my fingers through her hair, "You're welcome Jen. Very welcome. Let's head inside, I could go for another beer." Before sitting up, she kissed her way back up my thick shaft all the way to the tip, opened her lips and ran her tongue through the pool of wetness that had gathered from all of the attention she had been giving me on the ride home. This girl was doing everything right so far. When we got out, I grabbed her by the hand to lead her up the steps of the porch and inside. It was always really dark here at night. No neighbors within view and no streetlights. We walked inside and I flipped on the lights I asked if she wanted anything to drink. She said whatever I was having would be fine. I told her to make herself comfortable on the living room and I went and grabbed our drinks. I had to take a minute in the kitchen as I stopped to open our beers. This girl had become such an unexpected and welcome surprise over just the course of an evening. Hell, it was still only a little before midnight. I had my own doubts that maybe she was just a horny college chick looking to get some from the good looking older guy. She was definitely different from the other girls I had met on campus though, but I knew how college girls worked. She had already made the comments about needing a man like me though. Sure, it was a little soon to "need" me. But I knew what she meant, she didn't "need" me. At least not yet. She needed what I had to offer her. Let's face it, I had a lot to offer a girl. Especially if that girl could love my cock as much as I did. I was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. Hot girl, loves cock, loves strong, powerful men...yeah it was time to stop using my head and let my cock take over. He'd been hard for a good hour and a half now and needed some real attention. I headed back down the hall to the living room and was a little surprised, if not satisfied, by what I saw. Jen was seated on her knees beside the couch, with her clothes folded on the chair across the room. She was wearing only a black silk bra and a thong. I was right with thinking that she had a great body under those modest clothes she normally wore. Curves were in all the right places. She was lean and tight where she needed to be, but soft where a woman should be. Everything was in perfect proportion. She had smooth wide hips, a nice tight stomach, and her tits were absolutely amazing. Perky, yet full, they followed the curves of the rest of her perfectly. I finally made my way up to her face and she had a tranquil, happy look about her, a peaceful smile on her gave that said, "I'm right where I want to be," rather than, "come fuck me big boy." "I see you listened when I said to make yourself comfortable." I said as I handed her her drink. She took it and said, "Yeah, to be honest I'm not a big fan of clothes. Hope this is okay." She giggled. "Oh yeah, that's fine. I'm not a big fan of wearing clothes myself. I rarely wear much around the house." Her eyes widened a little and the smile grew on her face. "Oh really, well then why don't you join me? I've been dying to see what a naked you looks like for months!" Here was my first real chance to see just what this girl was made of, "Haha, well if you want to see so bad, then I think you should have to work to get it. Why don't you get your ass over here and undress me yourself?" My cock was back to full hardness at this point. Straining against the tight fabric of my underwear and pressing hard against my jeans, I was practically aching for it to be released at this point, but I wasn't just going to giver her my prized possession. A girl who really loves cock is never afraid to work for it. She crawled on her hands and knees toward me. She sat before me, her ass on her knees and raised herself up just enough to be faced directly in front of my crotch. She started to lift her hands toward my belt. "Uh uh," I said, looking down at her. As much as I needed to get my cock out of these pants and into something a little wetter, I knew how bad she wanted it at this point so I was going to make her work for it. "Stand up." She followed suit, albeit with reluctance. I grabbed one of the buttons on my shirt and pulled it outward. "Start here, and show me how bad you want this," I told her as I reached down and grabbed the massive and seemingly ever-growing bulge in my pants. She licked her lips and swallowed hard. "God, my mouth is literally watering for your cock." She said as she undid the first button. Another followed and as she exposed more of my chest I could tell the anticipation and excitement were killing her. Her hands were even shaking a little and when she got the last button undone she let out another one of this low "mmmm" sounds that I was learning to love oh-so-much. She ran her hand from my belt across the muscles of my stomach and into the center. With her fingertips, she grazed the treasure trail of hair in the center and followed it up to the hard muscles of my chest. She spread her fingers wide and brushed her fingertips through the hair that covered it. When she spread her fingers wide again, running her hand through the thicker hair in the center, she said quietly, almost to herself, "so fucking sexy. Such a fucking man." As she continued exploring and enjoying my torso, she leaned into me and kissed my neck, gently kissing down my chest to my nipple. She gave it a soft kiss, and flicked her tongue across it sending pulses through my body and straight to my cock. She continued kissing down my trail, finally getting on her knees. "May I?" She pleaded. "Is that how you ask for a cock like mine from a man like me?" She kissed the center of the bulge of my cock that had now creeped most of the way across the front of my hip. "May I please take your pants off for you?" "That's better. Go ahead." She closed her eyes and smiled. Almost like she was in prayer. Upon opening them, she undid my belt and the button. Slowly, she unzipped my jeans and gently pulled them down, revealing the white fabric of my briefs practically stretching apart as the force of my cock pushed against it. She gasped at the sight of it, which of course put a knowing smirk on my face. I'll never tire of the reaction I get when a girl gets all nine inches of my cock revealed to her for the first time. If having a huge cock isn't enough to make you feel powerful over women, then that reaction is all you need to be reminded of what you have and just how badly everyone else wants it. She leaned forward and began kissing all over the massive bulge I had just presented to her. Gently, but passionately she kissed and licked all up and down the hard, thick shaft, she buried her face in my balls and licked them. I could have watched her do that for hours with all the passion she was putting into it. But it was time for her to get what she came for. Plus, I was thirsty. I reached down and places my hand under her chin. "What do you say we move this to the couch. You looked pretty comfy on your knees over there." She followed me over to the couch where I slipped off my underwear, tossed them to the side and sat down. As I leaned forward to grab my beer, I noticed she was still standing next to me, waiting for further instruction. "You can get back down on your knees now, if that's what you want," I said, smirking again as I let my legs fall wide open allowing her a nice spot to sit down between my legs. She crawled into her spot and stared at the rigid shaft standing proudly in front of her for a few seconds as if hypnotized, finally just saying, "so incredible" and looked up at me, "Can I please suck it?" I looked down at her and said, "Sure, but plan on being there a while, I want to finish my beer," When I said that, it was like a kid on Christmas morning. She got a look of pure gratitude on her face, gave the tip of my cock a nice long kiss, and opened her mouth wide to take her first taste of my cock. Just What I Needed Ch. 03 Hey everyone, sorry I stopped writing but I didn't have a computer for the summer. I'm back at school now so this may go slow but at least it'll go. ************************************************* A few days had passed since John's birthday party, no one had really said anything about the make out session she'd had with Todd outright, but Nina and Chris had tried to get her to talk about it. She was too embarrassed. Just because she hadn't talked about it though didn't mean she didn't think about it, she couldn't stop thinking about it, it was on her mind constantly. By then she was positive that it was the hottest make out session of her life, and even though she didn't admit it, she wanted more. Grace walked into her English class. Chris was in it with her. She spotted him and sat down next to him. "Hey." "Hey lady, what's going on?" was his reply. "Nothing really, just going crazy, I'm so happy this is my last class today, I need to go home and unwind." Chris nodded. "This is my last class too, come to lunch with me." "Alright, sure. I'd love to go to lunch with you sir," she batted her eyelashes playfully at him. "Actually, why don't you come to my house and I'll cook us something?" Chris grinned and nodded. Grace was a pretty good cook, and she improved all the time. She loved spoiling him and he knew it, and he had actually invited her to lunch in hopes that she'd want to cook. "That'd be awesome, my little housewife." Grace glared mockingly. "Shut up." At that moment the professor walked in and their class started. Grace paid attention for about fifteen minutes before turning her gaze out the window. Finally, the class finished and they headed out. Chris pulled up outside her house and they both rushed in. Grace immediately blasted her stereo and began dancing around the kitchen while she got supplies for cooking out. Chris watched for a moment, then began clearing off her kitchen counter and making places for them to eat. She bumped into him, forcing him to dance with her for a moment. He smiled down at her. There was a time when he'd been head over heals for her, but he had long put those notions out of his head. In the years they'd been best friends their bond had become incredible, she was his hero, his sister, his confidant. Unfortunately, she was also sad, and she hid it well, but he knew underneath her no bullshit attitude she was lonely. That made him sad, and he knew he had to do something to fix that. Finals and the end of the year were coming. Soon summer would start and they'd be able to be pretty much care-free. At that moment Grace's house phone rang, it was Nina, with a grin she invited her over to have lunch. "You don't mind if this turns into a threesome do you?" She checked quickly with Chris and he simply grinned, so she knew it was fine. She had a suspicion that he had a crush on Nina, but he never said anything and she wondered if he was expecting his and Nina's relationship to end up like their own had. She felt maybe she could help them out, because Nina had mentioned that she found Chris attractive before. Grace looked at her friend. He was indeed an attractive kid. He was tall at 6'3 and broad shouldered, built like a football player. He had a slight belly with cute love handles she often pinched, then he'd yelled at her for it, but she'd never stop. He also had size 13 feet, which Nina and she had laughed before at notions of how large his cock must be, Grace guessed it must've been large. She wondered if she had not been so attracted to females her and Chris' relationship may've been different, but she felt that it was for the best, especially for him and Nina if the plan she had in mind worked. Right as Nina pulled into the driveway, Grace slid huge cheese burgers onto three plates and Chris was helping by getting the French fries out of the oven. Grace then snagged a left over salad out of the fridge and set it down in the middle of the counter, just in case anyone needed something healthy. She climbed onto her stool as did Chris, and only moments happened before Nina walked in and did the same, taking the stool in the middle. They chatted and ate lunch, enjoying each others company. Soon Grace realized that Chris and Nina were trying to get her to talk about Todd. She stuffed her mouth full of hamburger to give herself a minute to think, should she talk to her friends? She decided that she should, they were her friends, and Nina always was good at advice. "So has John said anything to you guys about last Friday?" She inquired, starting the conversation herself. "He told me Todd hasn't said anything about the incident specifically, but he asked where you were when a bunch of people hung out a few days ago." Chris told her immediately. He watched her, trying to gage her reaction. "Also, John's planning a playground party tomorrow night, you should definitely come." "Is Todd going to be there? I don't know if I want to see him again or not." Grace had a hurt look on her face so Nina patted her knee. "I think you should see him again, he was probably just nervous. He's kind of a weird kid, and that was his first kiss you know." Nina dropped the bomb, hoping that Grace's reaction wouldn't be too bad. "His what?!" Grace looked at them both in shock. It was Chris' turn to shove hamburger into his mouth so he wouldn't have to talk and Nina would have to explain things to her. Nina glared at him when he didn't say anything and just chewed. She sighed and took the responsibility. It had been her bomb so she was responsible for damage repair. "Well, he'd never kissed anyone before you on Friday night." "You knew that and you guys let me make out with him!" Grace glared at them ferociously, she couldn't believe it. "Now I definitely can't see him, what if he turns into a clingy puppy or something!" Grace noticed that Nina was trying not to smile and all of sudden her jaw dropped. "You guys set me up didn't you!" "Oh come on Grace, you needed it, and what's so wrong with a clingy puppy anyways?" Chris put in, making sure Grace knew he was on Nina's side. "So you did set me up!" Grace was silent for a moment, her mind raced, wondering how she felt, she felt like she should be angry but she really wasn't. "I don't know whether to kiss you guys or kick your asses." Chris and Nina laughed. "Why kiss us of course!" Nina shouted in between her giggles, knowing that if Grace was making jokes that she wasn't really angry. "And you'd better go to John's playground party, and Todd better be there, I'm sure he'd like some more kissing practice." Nina stuck her lips out and made kissing noises at Grace. Grace laughed but still pinched her friend, making sure she knew that she wasn't totally ok with it. "There won't be anymore kissing practice, unless he decides to make the first move, which I severely doubt, I had to do everything!" They continued their banter for quite some time, hanging out for hours together before Nina and Chris left so Grace could work on some final projects. It was awhile after that she sat in the chair at her computer chewing on her lip ferociously. She couldn't think of any new ideas. All she could think about was Todd. What if he didn't want to hook up with her again, why had he left so abruptly? She was pretty angry at herself for feeling insecure. "God, why am I being so stupid about this?" Her thoughts wouldn't pick a different topic. She decided she'd just have to find out the answers herself, and she'd find them out the next night. She got up out of her computer chair and opened the door to her closet. She rifled through clothes she hadn't worn in a really long time, picking out the perfect outfit. Before she had become practically abstinent she had quite a few sexy little outfits. "He won't be able to disregard me tomorrow. I'm going to blow him away." She whispered to herself. She found what she was looking for and felt confidant for the first time in awhile. She plopped back down into her chair and was finally able to work on her schoolwork for a few hours before retiring to bed. Just What I Needed Ch. 03 As I watched her go in for her first chance at my cock, I just sat back against the couch cushions, placed one hand behind my head, the other grasping my beer at my side, and watched as I let this beautiful girl serve my cock with her mouth. My legs opened wide and relaxed, she seemed to fit perfectly between them. Good girl that she was, Jen just settled right in for the long haul. Luckily she understood that right now was just about her getting to know my cock. She held it in her mouth, her lips wrapped gently around the head for a good long time as she swirled her tongue softly around the tip, sampling the taste of my precum and giving soft little moans that came from deep within. For the next thirty minutes or so, she kept my cock safely in her mouth, pausing only long enough to kiss the head and lap at the drops of precum that gathered on it each time she did. I nursed my beer slowly so I could sit back, relax and enjoy the beautiful sight of her nursing on my cock. After taking the last swig, I leaned forward to set the bottle on the table, placing my hand on the back of her head as I did, just to ensure her there was no need for her to stop. Returning back to my position, I ran my fingers down her hair, grazing the side of her face. Running my fingers along her cheek for a minute; she looked up at me but never missed a beat and continued sucking me, "such a good girl," I told her with a caring smile. We shared that look for a few more seconds before I said, "I think it's time to really put that mouth to work. I need to cum bad, baby. You've been great so far, but I wanna see what you can really do." At that, i could see the smile in her eyes as she kept my cock between her lips and then dove down on it like it was her life's goal to make this cock happy. I was pretty impressed at what she could do right off the bat. Since it had been a while I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off long anyway, but to tell you the truth, I've told more than one girl to just stop in the middle of sucking my dick. I have a firm rule that my cock is too good for a bad blow job so if you can't suck it right then you don't get to suck it at all. Lucky for Jen she definitely knew what she was doing. She kept her hands on my muscular thighs as she dove down deep, impressively deep. She slowly pulled her head up while sliding her tongue in circles on the underside of my shaft. When she got to the head, she'd stay there for a minute and flick at my slit, obviously wanting more precum, then continue with those circles under the head of my cock. She'd slowly move her lips down the length of my shaft, keeping her lips wrapped gently, but tight around it while turning her head back and forth. When she got down as deep as she could, she'd stay there for a while, just holding it, pressing against the back of her throat as she swallowed around it, giving those amazing sensations around the thick head of my cock that fit so tightly back there. Damn, this girl really knew how to treat a big cock! She couldn't deep throat completely, but she definitely got it to the opening of her throat, and gagged just a few times while she held it there. Definitely a good sign. She continued working on my cock, and, as I suspected, it only took about 15 minutes before I was ready to explode. Since it was my first time with her, I placed my hand on my thigh and rubbed her hand there, "babe, I'm getting really close here." "Mmmm," was apparently all she could muster, clearly she wasn't stopping for something as menial as talking... Knowing I was close just seemed to make her work harder. She was really going for the kill at that point and pretty soon, I could feel the heat rising from my balls up my shaft, I groaned, "oh fuck!" and rubbed her hand again to let her know it was coming. She didn't move an inch, instead, she kept her lips wrapped around my shaft and worked her tongue like crazy as I started shooting directly in her mouth. Shot after shot firing out of my cock against her tongue, coating her mouth with it. The last drops finally subsided and she gently pulled herself away from my cock. As she let the last of it drop from her mouth, it fell against my stomach and the weight of it from still being semi-hard caused a light thud. I looked to her and just as I did, I saw her take a swallow and knew the huge load she'd been working up all evening was now sliding it's way down to her tummy. She leaned forward and gave me a gentle kiss on my balls, leaned back slightly and said, "thank you." When she sat back on her heels, she looked up at me with an ethereal look on her face. I patted the seat on the couch beside me signaling her to sit there. She crawled up on the couch and rested her head on my shoulder as she ran her hand across my chest. I placed my hand on the back of her head, running my fingers through her hair there. "Thank you for that, it was amazing," she said. I smiled and said, "I know, and you're welcome. You really loved that didn't you?" "Oh my god. More than words can say. I haven't felt so relaxed and happy as I do right now in a really long time." "Why is that?" I asked. "Well I guess you're not really supposed to confess this to a guy, but I really love sucking cock. And not just any cock. I don't just go around looking for any guy to get in his pants. I need a big cock, I need to feel the power from a big strong cock in my mouth. It makes me feel safe, and content, and it's like the rest of the world fades away and I just get to melt into the sheer pleasure of giving a real man the pleasure he deserves. And it's never truly like that unless it's a big one." She sighed contentedly so I grabbed her hand and placed it on my penis which was laying across the top of my leg in a mostly soft state. She held it as she continued, "The fact that you can just sit back and let me enjoy all of that big hard dick of yours makes it that much better. You don't know how much I appreciate what you just let me do." "Oh I have a pretty good idea." "Do you?" she provoked me to continue. "Well yeah." I answered, "I mean, obviously I know I've got a nice big dick. I love my cock, and I love the way it makes me feel. I love that the size of it means that, no matter what I wear, it's always gonna show and you can tell there's something special down there. I love that I can always feel the weight of it, hanging heavily even in my underwear. And I love that, when it gets hard it stands out from my body strong, powerful, and proud, because I am proud of it. And i love the way people react to it, like they know power and importance of it. It's a beautiful thing." "Mmm. It really is. And it makes me feel so good just to be here holding it." And then she slid her head down my chest to my crotch. Laying her head in my lap, she gave my cock another loving kiss. "I wish I could just suck on it forever." She then placed it back in her mouth and sucked on it gently while I continued. "Well I'm certainly okay with that. You can suck on it as long as you want. But you should probably know a couple of things if you plan to keep this going." I paused and stroked her hair waiting for a response. She just nodded her head, clearly saying she wasn't ready to take me out of her mouth so I went on. "Okay, well I have a pretty strong sexual appetite and if a woman wants to be with me, I expect her to be ready for me at all times. And I have to make this clear early on because I don't ask for anything. If I say I need you to suck my dick, it's not really up for debate. You should be on your knees between my legs as soon as you can get there." Jen released my cock from her mouth and rolled her head back to look at me, "I agree with you. Why would I ever turn down a chance to have this?" I gave her an encouraging smile, "At least play with my balls while you talk to me." She reached back and cupped my heavy balls, rubbing them and pulling gently at the light hair that covered them. "Basically what I'm saying is my cock and my pleasure takes precent over everything in my life. That would include you." "But giving a man like you IS what gives me pleasure. If having you more and more means being at your beck and call, I can't imagine a downside. How could anyone have a problem with that?" She seemed genuinely concerned. "Unfortunately you're a rare find. Most women can't keep up. Or start to complain about me being so big that their jaw hurts, or their pussy is tired. Or they complain that I don't 'return the favor'." She closed her eyes and shook her head as if disappointed by what I said. "It's a shame they didn't appreciate it. I feel like having the opportunity to suck your cock just now was the favor." She turned her head back around to continue nursing on my cock, leaving her hand on my balls. "You're right. As much as I've been enjoying myself tonight, and as good as you made me feel, that was just pleasure for me. You're the one here who really got what she needed." She released me from her mouth just enough to say, "I really did. I just feel so much happier and content with you. And when you came in my mouth it was so magical. I love everything about your cock. It's so long, and thick. It feels so heavy in my hand, even when it's soft. I love how it's so big and powerful and it makes me feel so much better about myself because of that. I love the way you taste and I love that it fills my mouth and that it's a struggle just to get it to my throat. I wish I could take it all. Did you really enjoy yourself?" She then placed my cock back in her mouth to wait for my response. "Of course I did. You definitely know how a big cock like mine should be treated, but you also have some room for improvement. That is if you care to show me how much you really appreciate it." Again, she held my cock against her lips just long enough to respond. "I absolutely do! I would do whatever it takes to show you and your cock the kind of respect you both deserve. You shouldn't have anything less. I'm ready to start now if you want!" And back in her mouth it went. "Haha, we'll get there. But for now let's head up to the bedroom and get more comfortable. You can continue doing what your doing there." She gave it one last little suckle before standing up. I took hold of her hand and lead her up the stairs to the bedroom. She asked where the bathroom was and I directed her there. I turned on the bedroom TV and took my spot in roughly the center of the bed. I laid back on the pillows and got comfortable with my legs open a little, one hand at my side and the other on my chest, running my fingers absent-mindedly through my chest hair. When she came back in I smiled and patted a spot on the bed beside me. She understood what I was telling her and, like a good little girl, crawled up beside me, curled up and rested her head on my stomach. I reached down and took hold of my slightly hardened cock. I rubbed it across her lips to coat them with the already leaking precum. She let out another low "mmmm" before parting her lips and allowing my cock to slide into her mouth. "Just relax and enjoy yourself," I said as I returned my view to the television . "You can stay there as long as you want." Just What I Needed Ch. 04 Grace went through the motions of the next day without really thinking about them. She went to classes, did her work, and ate. All that she could think about was the night to come. Finally it was an hour where she wouldn't feel insane if she started to get ready. She prayed that he would be there as she climbed into the shower and carefully shaved herself until every inch of her skin was smooth and soft. She ran her hands across her legs, making sure she hadn't missed any spots in the dim light of the shower. As she reached her shaven pussy she couldn't help but give it a little rub. She bit her lip but didn't stop her caresses until she was ferociously rubbing her clit. Grace's breathing became heavy as she became extremely turned on. Her other hand traveled to her breasts and she began playing with her nipples, sending extra little shocks of pleasure down to her cunt. Her fingers moved from her clit to her vaginal opening. She slid two fingers inside herself and almost cried out with pleasure as she strummed her g-spot. She hadn't masturbated in some time and by god it felt good. The hand on her breasts went down to her clit and began to rub it in gentle little circles while her other hand continued to drum at her g-spot. Soon her impending orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She fell to her knees in the bathtub, cumming violently as she felt a torrent of her own juices pour out of her onto her hands and down her wrists. She kneeled gasping for breath for a few moments before noticing that the shower water had begun to run cold. She turned the water off and climbed out of the shower. She felt amazing. Grace dried off then carefully lathered her skin with baby powder, rubbing it in well while enjoying the feeling of her own hands on her body. She came out of the bathroom smelling fresh and feeling smooth. Her sister eyed her curiously as they passed in the hall, but Grace just grinned. She'd contemplated asking her sister for advice but she knew what Liza would say already, she'd say jump in and go for it, and that was exactly what Grace had decided to do. About an hour later Grace walked into Liza's room. "Do you think this outfit says, if you don't make out with me your losing a huge fucking chance?" Liza looked over her little sister. Her hair was carefully faux hawked again, looking modern and hot. She had on eye makeup and her lips were shiny with some sort of gloss. She had on a tight David Bowie t-shirt which was black and let her mid-rift show, making her tattoos obvious. Liza's eyes scanned lower to the tight-as-hell black pleather mini skirt that barely covered her sister's ass and the fishnet thigh highs pulled just above the knee. On Grace's feet were simple black open toe flats. Liza couldn't help smiling when she noticed her little sister had even painted her toenails, they were hot pink and matched her finger nails, as well as the lettering on her t-shirt. "Goodness, dressed to kill tonight aren't you? Well, I say don't worry about it," Liza nodded her approval, "Whoever you're trying to catch, she's in the bag baby." Grace grinned at her big sister. "Actually, it's a he I'm trying to catch tonight. Can I hang out in here for awhile? I still have like over a half hour before Chris is supposed to come pick me up." "Of course! We haven't hung out in days! Plus, you need to tell me about this boy your after!" Liza scooted over and patted a slice of bed for Grace to climb into. She was definitely curious about a boy who had caught her sister's eye. She was the only one in the family who had known about Grace's sexual experimentations with the same sex, and about the whole situation with Angela, the girl who had broken Grace's heart. Liza was really the only person Grace had opened up and talked to. Grace climbed into the bed and cuddled with her sister, telling her about Todd, until she heard a car honking outside. "I think that's Chris, I love you, I'll see you later." Grace pecked her sister on the cheek and hopped out of the bed. Liza grinned as her sister walked to the door. "Go get 'em!" Grace walked out her front door and could see Chris' jaw drop all the way from her walkway. She grinned broadly as she strode to the car. She opened the door, still smiling, "you like?" "I haven't seen any of those outfits in awhile, you look great. Todd is probably going to jizz his pants when he sees you." Chris smiled back, letting her know he was kidding. Grace climbed into the car and they made their way to the playground that they often visited at night. Some crazy things had happened when they hung around there but they still went, usually getting high and playing on the swings and slide and sometimes barbequing. It wasn't far from her home and they reached it fairly quickly, John and his friends were already there, playing a game of basketball, she scanned the small crowd for Todd and didn't see him, she felt her face fall. "He didn't come." Grace stared at her lap, trying not to feel so disappointed. Chris snaked his arm around her shoulder and squeezed her, "don't be so down, maybe he's just late or something." He rubbed her arm, trying to reassure her, she'd looked so happy before. "I could call him and invite him if you wanted." "No!" Grace even surprised herself by how forceful it came out. She looked down again and spoke quieter, "I wanted him to come because he was excited and wanted to, not because someone called him. It's not like he didn't know, I'm sure John told him." Chris nodded and squeezed her again, trying to comfort her. "It's not like it's that late, he might come later, Nina's not even here yet." Grace forced a smile, realizing she was being ridiculous, but she couldn't seem to shake it. "I know. I'm just bummed. It's obvious I dressed up for him and if he doesn't show I'm just going to feel dumb again, like when he just got up and left the other night." "Don't worry about it, John told me he wouldn't talk about it really but he said that was the dumbest thing he'd ever done. So we know he likes you. He'll show, and if he doesn't he's a dumb ass." Grace nodded her thanks and gave Chris a real smile. "Well, we'll just wait and see, in the mean time, lets get this party started!" Chris laughed and they climbed out of the car. Grace shut her car door and turned around, she then froze realizing the basketball game had stopped and they were all staring at her. "Hey guys, isn't it hard to play basketball with your mouths hanging open like that?" Grace composed herself and shot them an aggressive look, making sure they knew she wasn't about to take any shit from them. She hadn't dressed up like a typical girl in awhile and she was nervous. She hated the leering looks boys gave her, it was one of the reasons she had preferred girls in the first place. John threw the ball to someone else and jogged over, she could see his grin and she braced herself for his comments. "Hey Grace; lookin' hot!" She punched him playfully when he made it over to them, then allowed herself to look worried. "Do I look hot for nothing?" John smiled again and shook his head. "Don't worry vixen, he's coming. He gets out of work in like 10 minutes, he's going to go home and change, and then he's coming here. I talked to him when he was on break." Grace released the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "Thank goodness this isn't for nothing." Chris was also relieved. He hadn't wanted his friend to be upset. He patted her on the shoulder and grinned down. "Told you so." "Do you guys want to play some basketball?" John asked. The others had continued the game without him and he wanted to get back to it. Grace shook her head and climbed onto the hood of Chris' car. "I'll just play cheerleader, you guys go ahead!" Chris was good at basketball, and he loved it. He quickly joined John's team and soon they were winning again, Grace hooted at them as she watched, laughing when they'd get into fights, and playing referee when they couldn't decide things for themselves. Finally, Nina showed up. Grace leapt off of Chris' car and raced over to where her friend was parking. She squeezed Nina tightly when she finally climbed out. "I'm so glad you're here!" Nina gave Grace the once over with a huge grin on her face. "You are looking hot today! My goodness I wasn't you expecting to get all dressed up for little old me." Nina winked at her friend. Grace kissed her on the cheek and smiled back. "Well, I've been trying to get your attention for ages! I decided subtle wasn't the way to do it anymore, perhaps I'll finally get into your pants!" "I have a feeling you'll be getting lucky tonight, but not with me!" Both girls were giggling wildly, thoroughly enjoying each other. They made their way back to Chris' car and climbed on the hood, doubling the number of cheerleaders for John's team. It was a short time after this that a white car that Grace didn't recognize pulled into the parking lot. She froze when Todd climbed out of it. He was parked only a couple spaces away. He smiled and began to head towards them. Then he froze, Grace was closer to him so Nina didn't shield any part of her outfit. She could feel his eyes roaming over her body. He was blushing brightly when he continued towards them, so was she. "Hey, what's going on?" He tried to act casual as he greeted them. Not only was Grace staring at him with a strange look, but Nina was there too. He was used to being stared down by girls, but not attractive ones that he wasn't related to. He tried to smile and stuffed his hands in his pockets, hoping that he didn't look too nervous. Grace had to admit, she couldn't think Todd could look any more scared unless he was screaming, which made her feel better. "What happened to you?" She asked levelly, not allowing him to get comfortable. Todd spluttered for a few moments, spewing forth a profusion of ums and wells as he tried to come up with a believable excuse that wasn't necessarily the truth. He was sure she knew, that his secret hadn't been kept and she knew she had made out with the pathetic virgin boy. 18 years old and he had just had his first kiss. Although he couldn't help but think that it was a good one, with a choice female. He tried desperately to pull himself together and finally just shrugged. All of a sudden triumphant yelling erupted behind them. The basketball game had ended and John's team had won. The boys screamed and jumped at each other. Nina screamed too and ran over. Grace and Todd couldn't help but laugh, until she noticed Todd was watching her. She stifled her laughter, still smiling, and looked up at him under her lashes. "She's not just adorable, she's beautiful." The thought stunned him and he just stared at her, wondering what had ever made a girl like her ever be interested in someone like him. "She's got to be just fucking with me or something, she definitely didn't dress like this for me." His breathing quickened along with his heart rate as she climbed off the car and stood directly in front of him, she took a step closer, there bodies almost touching. He took the opportunity to breath in her intoxicating scent. "I just want you to know, I'm interested, however, after your abrupt departure last time we were together, all I have to say is what the fuck?" She stared up into his eyes, this close he had to look at her; he couldn't look down to get away. Her eyes saddened, then hardened when he didn't say anything, he stood frozen. "Um. . ." he breathed at her, unable to get his thoughts together. She was too close. Grace shrugged at him. Her body was shaking slightly and she couldn't believe her boldness, but she held her resolve. "The ball is in your court now. Take it or leave it." With that she walked away and joined the group. He watched the sway of her hips, still stunned, not sure if what had just happened had been real. He couldn't believe that she was actually interested in him. As she retreated John ran over. "Hey, man, have you got the barbecue stuff?" John asked. "Yea, it's in my trunk." Todd walked over to his trunk, pulling the keys out and unlocking it. John followed him. When the trunk was up and blocking them from everyone else's view, John looked at Todd expectantly. "Well? How'd it go?" "I think it went terribly." Todd gave John a miserable look. "Look, Grace can be a pretty forgiving gal. What did she say?" John slapped Todd on the shoulder, determined to help his two friends get together, he knew they were both interested, but both were shy and stubborn, and he was afraid that would get in the way. He listened carefully as Todd recounted the story to him. A smile began to spread across his face. "Dude, you've got nothing to do, you just have to go get her. You can't wait for her this time." "Like that's going to happen. Whatever, I don't really care anyways. She's a weird girl." Todd shook his head, grabbed the cooler out of the trunk and shoved it towards John. "I have to lock up." Todd knew he was over reacting as well as being a jerk. His friend was trying to help him out. He pulled a series of grocery bags out of the trunk and slammed it shut. "Lets just barbeque," he said gruffly. Todd picked up the grocery bags and headed over towards the picnic tables and grill. John followed. He hadn't realized Todd would be that stubborn, that probably just meant he was embarrassed, but that didn't mean he had to act the way he had. John reached the picnic table that the rest of his friends had gathered at. John looked around and noticed Grace and Nina had disappeared. That's of course when they re-appeared, Grace waving a freshly rolled blunt. "Chris! Chris! Come be our blunt ride driver!" Grace yelled laughingly, tugging playfully on his shirt. She had to get Chris and Nina to hang out together before they could start flirting. She started to tug him towards Nina's car. Chris turned around to the large group of guys. "Dudes," he looked over towards Todd, "someone needs to come with me, you can't leave me at the mercy of these two." He motioned towards Grace and Nina and they both giggled. Grace tried to watch Todd without him noticing she was doing so, she knew Chris was doing it for her benefit. Todd noticed her gaze and quickly looked away, he dug up his courage and opened his mouth, about to say he'd go, except before he could say anything the guy that had hassled Grace on John's birthday, his name was Nathan, stepped forward with a huge smile on his face, his eyes were obviously locked on Grace. "I'd be glad to go." Grace froze. She glanced towards Todd pleadingly, a distressed look plain on her face. Nina came to her defense. Her nose wrinkling distastefully as she looked at him. "Sorry sir, but you aren't worthy of our blunt ride." "And why not?" Nathan glared down at Nina. Most of the other boys in the group saw Nina and Grace as friends, and occasional eye candy. Nathan was one of the few that repeatedly tried to hook up with them even though he knew he wasn't wanted. Usually guys like him were weeded out of the group for the girls' benefit, but John had known Nathan for a long time so he had just as much right to hang out as they had. "Because your 'greater than thou' attitude just wouldn't fit the mood. We need someone much more laid back and less perverted." Nina shot back quickly, letting him know he wasn't appreciated, mirth showed in her eyes though, and she was trying desperately not to laugh. Everyone else was laughing. Nathan glowered at the two girls. "Fine then, I'd rather stay here anyways, sorry Chris, looks like you're on your own with the two wenches!" He forced a smile then, hoping no one noticed how hard his jaw was clenched. He couldn't believe they were all laughing at him. He shoved his thoughts aside and focused on the hotdogs and hamburgers that were being removed from the coolers. He ignored the fact that Todd was chasing the trio as they walked to Nina's car. "Hey, wait up!" Todd called as he followed them. Grace spun around quickly and had to force down a glare. She couldn't believe he had turned down her proposal, but maybe he just didn't like smoking? Instead she gave him a hurt look as he approached. He cringed inside as he stared into her pouting green eyes. He hated being the one making her look that way. "So, is it alright if I go? I'm laid back, and not too perverted." Nina smiled at him. "Sure! Hop in!" She climbed into the front passenger seat, with Chris on the driver's side. That left Grace and Todd to sit in the back. Grace nervously climbed into the back of the car. Todd slid over pretty close to her. She looked at him with surprise but he just smiled down at her. "God he's so cute when he smiles. I hope he kisses me." Grace's eyes widened at the turn of her thoughts, she had been damning him moments before. She looked down into her lap. "I need to pull myself together." "Hey lady, are you going to spark that or are you just going to stare at it all day?" Grace looked up to find Nina staring at her expectantly. Grace handed the blunt to Nina. "I'm not the one with the lighter!" Nina lit the blunt and they all started smoking. At first Todd had seemed reluctant, but after a few passes he did take some hits and relax much more. Soon they were all cracking jokes and laughing hysterically. Chris hadn't smoked but he did get contact high, as he started to feel light headed he began heading back towards the play ground, not wanting to chance it. They pulled into the parking lot to see the others cracking open beers and putting the hamburgers in buns. Grace climbed out of the car, a huge smile on her face. Not only had she found out some new things about Todd, but he had also put his arm around her during the ride and it had felt good. She'd managed to get some good flirting in and she was pretty sure she had his attentions. They all walked over to the picnic table and commenced barbequing. After all the food was consumed they all sat around and chatted. Finally, her food starting to digest, Grace suggested to Nina that they go play. They headed over towards the swings and Chris followed suit. Others went to the slides and other things. Grace couldn't help but notice that Todd headed over to the monkey bars. In that area was also an array of other climbing equipment. She fought the urge to go play there with him, not only were monkey bars a bad idea in a skirt, but she wanted him to come to her. Grace began swinging and tried not to watch Todd, soon she was immersed in a how high can you swing contest with Nina and Chris and she almost missed him heading over towards the swings and taking one next to hers. She dropped out of the contest and began to slow down, trying to think of something to say to him when she did. Nothing came to mind and she simply smiled as her swing slowed to a stop. He smiled back, also unsure of what to say, instead he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. She looked at him, surprise apparent on his face, and couldn't help but smile again. Todd's heart pounded as his swing slowly swung back to its original position, then towards her again, then back. He had surprised even himself with the kiss, but he couldn't help it. "Oh man, I can't like this girl this much already, there must be something wrong with me," he silently worried. She noticed his face darken and unsure as to what to do, she sent her swing crashing into his. "Oh god, typical kindergarten crush behavior, real smooth Grace," she admonished herself unsure of what his reaction would be. She was expecting him to give her a strange look or crash into her back. Instead, he caught her and began tickling her wildly. A scream burst out of her lips as she tried desperately to get away. Grace was insanely ticklish. Todd couldn't help but smile. He knew it was an excuse to touch her, but with her he didn't want to just keep his hands to himself. He wanted to touch her every where, he'd never really been so hopelessly attracted to a girl before. With this one thought, it was inevitable. Todd reluctantly stopped tickling Grace and released her swing. He sent her crashing in to Nina and soon an all out swing war ensued. Just What I Needed Ch. 04 I felt myself nodding off to the blue light of the television and the soothing feeling of Jen suckling on my cock. It's always my favorite way to fall asleep. There's nothing I like better than lying in bed naked, skin exposed to the soft sheet, no blankets, just exposed and comfortable. The soft body of a woman next to me, feeling the rhythmic gentle sucking on my cock and knowing she's right where she belongs is always so relaxing. Falling asleep with that mixed feeling of total comfort and complete control is what a man like me deserves. I awoke the next morning feeling completely rested and ready to take on the world. After giving myself a few minutes to take in the morning, I realized Jen had not moved an inch in the night. Good girl. Not only was she sleeping with her head against my stomach, but the head of my cock was still secure between her lips. I quietly reached my arms out to stretch out the morning kinks and as I relaxed I felt the gentle flick of her tongue against my half erect cock. Jen, realizing I was awake, raised her hand to cup my balls and released my cock from the warmth of her mouth. "Did you sleep well?" She asked as she rose to situate herself between my open legs. She glanced up at me with a smile before dropping her head down to begin licking my balls. "Never better, I haven't slept that well in a long time." I smiled back at her and began to run my fingers through her hair. She looked good down there. She looked happy, satisfied, and comfortable between my legs. 'Good,' I thought to myself, I'd like to see her get very comfortable being between my legs. My cock began to harden as she continued licking my balls, giving them a morning tongue bath. I could tell this wasn't necessarily about getting me off, it was simply Jen doing what she loved to do. And I was perfectly happy to oblige her. I clasped my hands behind my head and let her work, alternating between watching her eyes peek up above my hardening cock, and closing my eyes to just lay back and enjoy. Nothing else was said for a while. Jen continued tonguing my balls, licking gently, taking each one in her mouth to roll it around her tongue, lapping at the spot between my sac and my inner thigh, taking pleasure in the smell and taste. Finally, Jen had gotten her fill and began kissing her way up my cock, stomach, and chest, she laid her head on my shoulder. "Is there anything I can do for you?" She asked. It sounded good to hear her say that. It proved the point that the oral cleansing she had just performed was very much for her benefit. "Oh, there are plenty of things you can do for me, but right now, why don't you hop in the shower and I'll put some coffee on for us?" I replied. Jen sat up and smiled. "Sounds perfect. And, by the way, I like my coffee strong, like I like my men." And with that, she winked, knelt down and kissed my cock before walking into the bathroom to take a shower. I watched her, mesmerized. I had to admit, I love exuding this kind of power over a woman like her, she was truly a knockout. Her hips swayed without trying. Her lips were plump and red. And her hair was messy without being obvious as to what she had been doing all night. Finally shaking myself from my hypnosis, I stood up from the bed, pulled on my briefs from the night before and headed to the kitchen to make the coffee. I checked my e-mail on my phone as I waited for the coffee to brew. As it was finishing I walked over to the refrigerator to grab milk for the coffee when Jen came in wearing just a towel and one on her head with her hair wrapped in it. The towel on her body was dangerously small, skimming just below her pussy and not nearly covering her ass. Not that it really matters, I thought. She'll be naked all the time in this house if I get my way. "Good shower?" I asked as I turned to pour the coffee. Jen came up behind me and rubbed her hands gently across the muscles of my back. "Very, I'm all squeaky clean!" she said as she wrapped her arms around my waist to run her hand over the bulge in my underwear while I poured. I turned with a raised eyebrow and a lopsided grin. "I doubt that," I said as I handed her a cup. "I think I'll go take my shower now. Feel free to lounge wherever. I won't be long." "Can I make you breakfast?" she asked as she sat down at the kitchen table. "Damn! You are a good woman." I walked over to her where she sat to run my index finger along her cheek. "Of course you can. I usually just have cold cereal, but feel free to raid the fridge. I'm not sure what all's in there." "Awesome, I'll fix you a feast! A big strong man like you deserves much better than cold cereal." She leaned in and kissed the bulge of my briefs before standing up and heading over to the refrigerator. I stopped at the door before heading upstairs. "By the way, the laundry is in the hallway closet if you don't want to cook in the towel." I took my time in the shower, enjoying the warm water soothing my body and thinking about how perfect this girl seemed to be. Almost too perfect. I'm not one to "jump into" anything, but damn she was doing everything right so far. I just hoped it continued. At the very least, she's getting treated to something special just by being with me for the weekend, if nothing else! Not wanting to think too far ahead, I dropped the thought of things going further and focused on how much fun this weekend was turning out to be. I dried myself off as I walked into the bedroom, put on a fresh pair of underwear and headed back down to the kitchen. Jen was just finishing up as I walked in. She had clearly gotten the message and had discarded the towel to cook breakfast completely naked. Good girl. "Smells delicious." I said as I peeked over her shoulder while she finished up. "I hope you like it. Have a seat, I'm almost done." I sat down at the kitchen table and waited to be served. Jen brought a plate over and sat it in front of me. Bacon, eggs, toast, and fruit. Perfect. I smiled and looked up at her. "Thanks for this, it looks great. Is this breakfast for one or what? Where's yours?" At that, Jen bit the corner of her lip in a mixed gesture of innocence and eroticism and dropped to her knees. I was pretty sure I knew where this was heading, but I didn't say another word and simply started in on my breakfast. As I took my first delicious bite, I watched out of the corner of my eye as Jen crawled under the table and in between my legs. A sip of coffee and I felt her lips begin to kiss my balls through the fabric of my briefs. Another few bites and she began licking all over my heavy bulge. My cock began to stiffen as I enjoyed one of the best breakfasts of my life and I let Jen enjoy hers. I could feel the precum was leaking from my cock and soon, I felt Jen's lips press against my cock to suck the warm liquid that had soaked through my briefs. Halfway through my meal and my cock was rock hard, having crept across the top of my leg, it was straining against the fabric for release. Jen just continued her tongue bath as though we started every morning this way--Jen fixes breakfast, and to thank her, I let her service my cock. Finally, I finished my food and leaned back in my chair to look down at Jen. She was staring back intently and kissing the length of my shaft. "That was the best meal I've had in a while," I said as I rubbed my stomach for effect. Damn she looked good down there, She just looked at home, and my legs accommodated her perfectly, like she had her personal little nook right there. Jen had shown her willingness to serve, now I wanted to see if she really knew her place. I reached down to rub her head into my crotch, using some force. "Now that I'm all full and satisfied, I'm gonna let you suck my cock and feed you your breakfast. How does that sound?" Jen, not able to move, spoke into my crotch, "Thank you, I would love that!" Grasping a handful of her hair, I pulled her head off my massive bulge just far enough to pull the waistband of my briefs under my balls. My cock leaped out and nearly smacked her in the face. "Enjoy." I said, knowingly. Jen took to my cock with an oral assault as though the cum I was about to feed her would be her last meal. She was working my thick shaft with her tongue in hurricane mode. Her lips wrapped firmly around it, allowing just enough spit through to keep them wet. Sliding up and down my rod, she was moaning and gagging, and slurping. I wanted to really let her enjoy my cock, so in a combined effort to hold off my climax and see how far down she could take me, I grabbed the back of her head with both hands and pushed hard. She gagged pretty hard at first so I let up a little. I held her head in place for a while to inspect her work. "Not bad, Jen, you got about five and a half inches in that mouth of yours. How's that big cock feel stretching your jaw and pressing against the back of your throat? You like that don't you?" She responded with a low groan and a gentle nod of the head. "You're doing well, but that's three and a half inches you're leaving unserviced. That's a lot of cock not getting any attention isn't it?" She nodded her head again. "We'll have to work on that won't we?" Another nod, eyes glancing up at me. A look of guilt and concern in her eyes. I clasped my hand around the base of my cock, wiggling it in her mouth and causing her to gag again, but never letting up the pressure I was placing on the back of her head with my other hand. "You don't want to disappoint this cock do you?" A desperate moan while shaking her head. "I didn't think so. Just remember, my cock matters more than you do. Learn to respect it because you need it more than it needs you. Now keep sucking like a good little girl and I'll feed you breakfast." Again, I leaned back in the chair and clasped my hands behind my head to let Jen continue her service. With gusto, she continued to work my cock over and pretty soon, I felt the warm surges working their way up from the depths of my groin. Without notice to her, I began shooting a huge load of cum directly into her mouth. With each spurt, Jen sucked and licked gently, keeping her lips tight around my cock. Finally, I relaxed as my orgasm subsided. Jen continued to gently suck the last drops as my erection slowly subsided. I reached down and rubbed the back of her head. "Good girl, make sure you get every drop." Finally, having given her as much cum as I could expel, Jen released my spent cock from her mouth and gave my balls several sweet kisses before looking up at me gratefully. "Thank you, that was just what I wanted." "You're welcome. I'm always happy to feed you." I replied as I placed my heavy cock back inside my briefs and stood from the table. "Mmm, it was delicious." She said, enthusiastically. " I could get used to that. I can't imagine a better way to start the day than with a load of your cum straight from the source." "Well, that's an interesting thought, maybe we should revisit that idea. Listen, I'm gonna grab another cup of coffee and take the dog outside for a bit. There's a bathrobe upstairs in the closet. Why don't you grab it and join me on the back porch?" With that, Jen headed upstairs, and I called for Diesel. As usual, he came running at the sound of my voice. Golden retrievers really are man's best friend. I'm lucky enough to live in a pretty secluded area so it's not unusual for me to hang out on my porch in my underwear. I'm more comfortable that way anyway; get to catch a few rays, and when someone does happen to wander by, what the hell do I have to be ashamed of? I took a seat in one of the adirondack chairs I had built a few years back and laid back with my feet crossed on one of the tables closeby. Diesel immediately ran out into the yard smelling and searching and generally satisfying his curiosities. Soon, Jen joined me on the porch and headed toward the other chair. I looked up at her and shook my head as I patted my thigh. Jen got the message and crawled onto my lap, curling up against my chest and resting her head on my shoulder. She began rubbing my pecs with her hand and twirling my chest hair softly with her fingers. She was tall, she fit perfectly on my lap, snuggled in a little ball like a girl on her daddy's lap. It felt right. Finally, she spoke first: "It's so quiet and relaxing here. It'll be hard to leave. It's been really wonderful being here with you." "You make it sound like you'll never be back. You don't have to leave anytime soon," I told her as I brushed my fingers along her arm. "Well I can't leave now anyway, you've got me hostage here and my car is still at the bar," she said sarcastically. "Ah, so I do. Well maybe I'll just keep you here. You'll be my hostage. My personal, cock sucking hostage. I could definitely live with that." I replied, only half-joking. "Hmm, maybe being held hostage isn't such a bad thing after all. Staying here to be your little cock sucker sounds way better to me than going back into the real world." Now I wasn't sure if it was a joke anymore. She sounded in a dream-like state. I perked up a little. "You actually mean that, don't you?" "Of course I do. Why wouldn't I want that?" "Well, I agree. There's nothing better than that. Allowing you to be my personal cock sucker would be great for me and you. I think you'd be able to give me the treatment I deserve, and I've got everything you need right here," I reached down to grab my bulging package for emphasis, "just what you need to make you happy. I guess I just had myself convinced that maybe you were too perfect. Maybe you were just playing along for fun. But you really mean it." My voice was somewhere between excited and thoughtful. I was processing the fact that this woman really is as perfect as she seemed all along. "I absolutely mean every word of it. I can't imagine anything more satisfying in life than living to please you. Nothing could make me happier than that. You're everything I want. You're a real man, with a hard body, and hairy chest, and big muscles from real work, and tough skin from being in the sun, and strong hands, and that cock. That cock is the cock of a real man. That cock exudes power and strength. That cock demands attention and respect. Your cock makes me want to forget everything else and live only for it. I might finish college, have a great job, beautiful apartment and awesome friends. None of that would make me as happy as I was ten minutes ago in the safe place between your legs. Even now, I just finished sucking on it for almost an hour and I can barely stand to sit here so close to you and not at least touch it." It was like she had stolen the thoughts from my own head. I looked deeply into her eyes searching for something. I wasn't sure what. Finally I grabbed her hand that was still grazing my chest and placed it on my package. Leaving my hand on top of hers for a few moments I said, "you're absolutely right. All of what you said. This cock should be the most important thing in your life now, and as long as you're near me, you should always be showing it the respect it deserves. Even if we're just chatting like this. At the very least, you should be holding it, stroking it, just to feel that comfort it can give you and the power it has over you." And with that, I removed my hand from on top of hers, and leaned back to continue sipping my coffee. While Diesel continued playing in the yard, Jen and I watched him and chatted for a while on the porch. Her hand stayed, glued to my manhood like that for the rest of that morning. Just What I Needed Ch. 04 They played like this, as well as on other equipment with others, for quite some time before they all decided to head home. As they headed towards the parking lot, Todd made sure to walk next to Grace. "So, um, uh. . ." he tumbled over his words, knowing that he had to ask but feeling extremely nervous anyways. "Could I drive you home?" It finally came out. Grace simply smiled and nodded, trying to control the excitement that was swelling inside of her. She said goodbye to the rest of her friends and headed over to his car nervously. He followed close behind, nervous as well. This would be the first time they were truly alone together. The ride was awkward. Grace tried hard to start conversations but Todd just gave her one word answers and soon she was simply giving him directions to her house. It wasn't a far ride and soon he was parked right outside of it. Grace didn't make a move to get out, she wanted to say something but she was unsure of what to say. She had hoped the ride home would've gone much smoother than it had. Grace looked up and noticed him watching her. More than anything she wanted Todd to kiss her goodnight so when he leaned in slightly she did the same, allowing him access to her luscious lips. Her heart pounded as they connected gently, his lips barely brushing hers as he nervously explored. Todd kissed her this way for some time, just leaving her, wondering, hoping, trembling in the passenger seat, wanting desperately to drag him against her and deepen the kiss but not allowing herself. He slowly deepened the kiss, sucking gently on her bottom lip, then forcing her to give him access with his tongue. The kiss became fierce with passion quickly. Todd grabbed Grace and dragged her against him as much as the awkward car seats would allow. His hands roamed all over her back, hips, and thighs. When they started up her stomach towards her breasts he started to slow down and she could feel him trembling slightly. Grace thrust her chest into him, trying desperately to convey with body language that she needed him to play with her tits. Todd got the message and continued onward until he was cupping a breast in each hand. His heart was pounding wildly and his cock was rock hard. Todd was obviously inexperienced and nervous, so Grace tried to stay as still as possible and allow him to explore by himself. Even though she needed him to get into her shirt and touch her breasts bare she simply lay against the seat and continued kissing him. Some of his fingers captured one of her nipples through the cloth of her shirt and she groaned as he pinched it gently. Unable to sit still any longer Grace began running her hands up and down his body until they came across the crotch of his jeans. A quick swipe let her know that he was hard. She then stilled again, just sitting as she tried to decide what to do as this very attractive, unskilled, eager boy ravished her mouth. She couldn't help but enjoy it, and she slowly began circling his crotch area content in a decision. Todd's breathing started to hitch as her hand slowly circled closer and closer to his straining cock. He gasped softly when her hand rubbed against the bottom of his belly and then undid the snap of his jeans. She one handedly undid the zipper and dove into his pants. Todd groaned audibly at the first contact of another person touching him, he couldn't believe it as she slowly rubbed up and down his member, fondling his soft skin. Their lips had not stopped moving the whole time and slowly she kissed down his chin then over to suckle his ear. Todd groaned again, his eyes fluttering shut and his hands coming to a stop as Grace continued her erotic ministrations. From his ear she went to his jaw line, she suckled it gently before moving down to his neck. She looked down for a moment and guided his cock out of his pants. Grace's eyes widened as she gazed down at it. It was beautiful. Not overly large but a good size, with a definite width to it. She couldn't help herself as she suddenly lowered her head and covered the tip with her mouth. Todd audibly gasped when he felt the wet heat of her mouth on him. He just sat still, in total shock and wonder as she began to suck and take more of him into her mouth. She retreated, gave the tip a kiss, then licked up and down the sides before sliding as much as she could back into her mouth. Towards the base it got much thicker and Grace had to stretch her lips across it to slide more in her mouth. He groaned again when the tip hit the back of her throat, sending shivers throughout his body and a tingling into his balls which Grace's hand had found and was beginning to fondle while she continued working her mouth up and down his shaft. His cock was soon coated with her saliva, and with the extra lubrication Grace's mouth was able to slide swiftly up and down his cock, fitting a little bit more down her throat with each downward stroke. Todd's hips soon began to gyrate against her face as he sat in the driver seat of the car in utter bliss. The tingling in his balls was constantly increasing and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He held out as long as he could, not wanting the wonderful sensations to end, until Grace found the sensitive spot right behind he balls and placed pressure on it. Todd started cumming almost immediately and he tried desperately to warn Grace but only a low moan escaped his lips as he emptied his seed into her mouth. Grace drank it eagerly swallowing each precious drop. She sat up. A smug grin plastered her face as she swallowed the last of his semen. Todd just gazed at her in total awe before pulling her up against him again and just holding her. All of his nerves were singing and he closed his eyes and placed his head against hers enjoying the aftermath of the best orgasm he'd ever had. Grace looked up at him from beneath long lashes, nervously biting her lip. "Are you going to call me tomorrow?" Todd smiled down at her. "Of course." With that she kissed him gently and climbed out of the car. A huge smile spread across her face and she felt like it wasn't going to come off anytime soon. She practically skipped to her front door unable to control her excitement. Just What I Needed Ch. 05 We had been relaxing on the back porch for a little while; idle chit-chat here and there. Jen's hand never left my package for a second, just enjoying the beautiful day when I heard a car pull up out front. Jen glanced at me with a look of concern, but I reassured her she was perfectly fine where she was so she just curled back into me and stayed put. She already trusted me completely. I knew my friend Dave had been planning to come over at some point this weekend to discuss some sort of new business proposition in which he was hoping to include me. When I heard the door to the car shut, I just yelled, "come on around back, Dave. I'm on the porch." I looked back at Jen, "Dave's a nice guy, you'll like him. But you know you need to be a good girl while he's here, right?" She nodded, and I knew she understood to stay quiet and do what I tell her. Dave came around the side of the house and up on the porch. "Morning, Matt. Oh hey, I didn't know you had company." "Hey Dave, good to see you man. Yeah, this is Jen. She's staying with me for the weekend, maybe longer." I said with a smile and a quick glance at Jen. She just smiled back at me and turned to Dave to say "hi". I felt her hand grasp a little more firmly on my bulge and knew she was perfectly comfortable and right where she wanted to be. I've known Dave since I started working construction right after high school. He's was always a great guy to work with; driven, diligent, one of those guys who was always the first to arrive and the last to leave a site. Needless to say, he didn't have much of a personal life. As hardworking as he is, he tends to be a little bit of a bore when it came to hanging out outside of work, and I never knew him to have much success with the ladies. His dedication to the job meant that he moved up in the company we worked for pretty quickly and eventually took part ownership. I was happy for him and glad to have someone so close to the industry when I needed some extra work. At any rate, he was one of my best friends, we always had each other's backs, and since he was single he was good for having a drink or watching a game. Because we'd been close for so long, he was well aware of my relationships and how they worked, so what he witnessed when he walked up on that porch came as no surprise to him. Though he'd never come out and said it, I knew that a part of him enjoyed it when he got to witness one of my trysts; since relationships were few and far between for him, he tended to live vicariously through me and maybe a part of him even got off on it. As it turned out, Dave had come over to discuss business and a new opportunity that had come up and thought I might want to be a part of. After a few minutes of chatting, I looked at Jen and told her to go make some more coffee and bring a cup for Dave and myself. She smiled at the opportunity to serve me in any capacity and so she headed inside to put on more coffee. With Jen out of range, Dave took the opportunity to ask about her. "So where'd you find this one? She seems just your type, Matt." "Yeah, she's been pretty great so far, still has some learning to do, but she seems pretty eager. I actually met her in class, we're working on a project together." I told him. "Oh wow, so she hasn't been around long then. I'm surprised, with the state you two were in and her clear obsession with you and your junk, I figured she'd been around awhile." I let out a little laugh, "Ha, yeah, she's definitely got all the right moves. I'd apologize for the state we were in when you came over, but I knew you wouldn't mind, and frankly I'm really not sorry. When a girl's so ready to serve, I'm certainly not going to deny her!" Dave let out a big laugh at the one. "I bet you won't, you lucky son of a bitch! Listen, you do what you gotta do. Don't let me stop you. As long as we can get our business done, I'll be outta your hair as soon as I can." "I hear ya," I replied. "Speaking of, tell me a little more about how you see this working around my current schedule. I'll be taking a full load of classes next semester and a few during the summer too. Will that work out okay?" Just then, Jen walked back outside, with two fresh cups of coffee. She was still in the robe, but I noticed the top was open a little wider than before. I wasn't sure if it had opened on it's own, or if she just wanted to show off a little, now that she had an audience. Either way, she looked great. She handed the mugs to each of us and I looked up at her, "why don't you take a seat in your favorite spot?" I noticed Dave grinned a little, but she obediently knelt right down on the deck without hesitation and got comfortable in between my legs. For the next several minutes, he and I talked, and Jen gently rubbed my leg with her hand, slowly making her way up my inner thigh and eventually back to the place she loved so much. She sat there, contentedly massaging my bulge with her head resting back on my leg, while she stared directly at my manhood. I didn't have to look at her to know she was in heaven. Dave and I continued chatting for a little while and I felt the conversation starting to wrap up. I placed my hand on the back of Jen's head and pushed her face into my crotch. She, of course, understood and started licking and kissing my bulge all over the fabric of my briefs. As that was happening, Dave stood to shake my hand and head out. "Good seeing you man, enjoy the rest of your weekend, and I look forward to hearing your decision with the new project. Nice to meet you too Jen." Jen didn't move, but just nodded her head as I gently pushed on the back of her head. "See ya later Dave. I'll give you a call after I think it over." Dave left and I sat back in my chair to enjoy the rest of my coffee and Jen's service on my package. This was turning out to be a perfect Saturday. A woman bowing to my every whim. A beautiful, quiet morning. And a pretty fantastic job offer in the works. Maybe I am just a lucky son of a bitch like Dave said. A little while later, I noticed the sun was starting to pass over head. We'd been out on the porch longer than I realized. Jen was still nuzzling up to me when I looked down and said, "Hey, I know you're enjoying yourself down there, but it's after noon and we left your car at the bar last night. Think maybe we ought to head back and pick it up?" She looked up at me with a smirk, "Can't you see I'm busy?" "Ha, I realize that and I'm completely with you there, but it probably wouldn't hurt to take a little time out to go get your car. Besides, I have a couple things I need to get done today anyway." She put on a pouty face. "All right. I guess I'll go get dressed. Can you stay in what you're wearing though?" She said with a smile and a pleading tone. "I'm not really sure that would go over too well if we get pulled over. But I appreciate the effort." I told her with a wink. "Now go upstairs and get your clothes and we'll head out in a few minutes. She stood up and I smacked her ass as she headed inside. I finished the last few sips of my coffee, called the dog in, and headed in to get dressed myself. I just put on one of my workout shirts with the sleeves and sides cut off and pulled on some gym shorts over my briefs, slid on some sneakers and I was ready. We got in the truck and before I even had the key in the ignition, Jen had leaned over and had pulled my cock out of my shorts to began sucking on it. I started the car then rubbed her head and said, "That's a good girl. I'm glad you've learned your place so quickly. Just stay there and enjoy, you've got plenty of time with my cock before we get to your car." I heard her quiet little moans begin as I backed out and we were on our way. For the next thirty minutes, Jen's mouth didn't leave my cock for one second and I got to enjoy a nice quiet drive on the country roads that led back into town. When we arrived at the bar, I practically had to pull her off of me to get her to stop sucking and take care of the task at hand. When she finally sat up, I could tell she was deep in thought. "I don't think I can wait to get your cock again until you're done doing whatever you needed to do this afternoon. I want to be close to it all the time now," she said with a bit of concern. I was actually hoping she would say this. Not just because I like to have my dick in a mouth at all times, but she was actually a part of my 'plans' this afternoon. "Well, you can come with me, but what do you want to do about your car?" I asked. She thought for a minute and finally said, "What if we drop off my car on campus, then I can just ride with you?" Perfect response. "That works okay for me. I'll follow, but give me a little kiss first." "Awesome," she said smiling. And intuitively, she leaned back down and gave my cock a big kiss before tucking it back in my underwear and stepping out of the car. This was going very well so far. She was turning out to be the very epitome of the woman I wanted. I had a bit of a plan for this afternoon, and her need to serve me was causing it all to fall into place. With the way things went earlier this morning, I had no doubts about how she would handle what was in store for her later in the day. We arrived on campus within minutes and Jen headed over to the truck. She opened the passenger door, but didn't get in right away. "Do you mind if I head up to my room to pack a bag and change real quick? I'll only be a few minutes." "Oh yeah, that's probably a good idea. Don't be too long." I told her. "No worries, I'll be back in a few!" She quickly leaned in and kissed my bulge one last time before heading inside. In less than 24 hours, Jen's instincts and obsession with my cock were really proving her to be the perfect match for me. A beautiful girl who wanted nothing more than to please me; she spent the whole drive here sucking on me and she already knew that when I wanted a kiss it was to be on my cock. She got on her knees to occupy herself during my meeting with Dave, always a good sign a girl knows her place. Hell, she sucked a load of cum out of me for breakfast and hadn't eaten since! No girl had proven that dedicated, or even close. My 'plans,' as I had mentioned earlier, would put her to two major tests of her devotion. If she was really the little cock obsessed slave she seemed to be, I needed to find out for sure. Jen came back about 10 minutes later with a small suitcase, obviously she planned to be staying for a while. That made me smile to myself. She climbed in the truck, threw her suitcase in the back and without saying a word, just leaned back over and started kissing and sucking on my bulge. I pulled out of the lot and started down the street and out of town. I patted my hand back on her head and said, "Listen, not to disappoint you, but I don't want you enjoying yourself too much right now. Just keep your head down there and enjoy being where you are." She paused for a moment, I could tell she was disappointed, but replied, "Yes, Sir," and left it at that. For the next 20 minutes, she laid in my lap, nuzzling against my manhood, taking in my scent, and giving me light kisses while I drove. Finally we arrived at our destination. We were in an exclusive subdivision way on the outskirts of town. The kind with lots of "mansions" that all look basically the same, but a few on the backside that were really huge and beautiful. I was headed to the biggest one. With Jen's face still buried in my lap, I pulled up to the driveway and I pressed the call box at the gate. A voice came across the intercom, "Reed residence. How may I help you?" "Yeah, this is Matt Miller for Mrs. Reed. She's expecting me." A few moments later the voice came back, "Come ahead, Sir. She says to pull around to the side entrance." The gates opened and I pulled through. I headed up the driveway and directly to the other side of the house. I knew it well as I had been here frequently, the side entrance opened to a hallway right outside the Reeds bedroom. I had known John Reed since I was just a kid. My father had worked for his company and he paid me to mow the lawn and do yard work when I was in middle school and high school. He was an older man, probably in his mid-sixties, who owned several different companies throughout the region. He was nice, and had treated me well. In fact, the construction company I had worked for was one of his ventures. Over the years, he had continued to call me to take care of things around the house, since he had known me so long and trusted me to be in and out of the house. He had really taken care of me, and I appreciated that. About 8 years back, after a messy divorce from a woman who only wanted his money, he had met a woman he thought he could really settle down with. Her name was Renee, she was about 45 at the time, much closer in age to him than his previous two marriages and she really didn't want him just for his money. She wasn't the most beautiful woman on the planet, she had a fit, but full body, long brunette hair, and kind eyes, but she was a little plain. She was a lot of fun though and very friendly, his friends loved her, and she was great at the social functions and events they attended frequently. Despite the great relationship they had, it ultimately was a marriage of convenience. She was lonely, and he needed someone on his arm. Just before they were to be married, Mr. Reed had contacted me about a week before the wedding to ask if I would come over to help get some things fixed up before all of the guests came in town. He said he would be out of town, but the future Mrs. Reed would be home to give me direction. I had never met her before, so I was intrigued to get to know her before the wedding. Not only that, but I was 20 at the time and could always use some extra cash, so I agreed, and showed up the next morning ready to work. Mrs. Reed greeted me at the door and welcomed me in. I could tell I liked her the moment we met. She was just so friendly. She gave me a list and said I probably knew better than her where to find what I needed and she would leave me alone for the most part. If I did need her, she said she would either be by the pool, or reading in the bedroom, which opened to the pool. I went about the list and got most of it done pretty quickly, in just a couple hours I had fixed faucets, touched up paint, etc. The final thing on the list was to get the pool ready to be used. It needed cleaned and that had potential to be a big job. "Great," I thought. I wasn't ready for that at all. All I wore that day was an old greasy wife beater and some jeans. Not prepared to get wet and work out in the heat of Summer. I walked into the kitchen to grab something to eat and take a survey of the pool while I snacked. Mrs. Reed wasn't out there, but the pool was a mess. Leaves, grass, it looked like it hadn't been touched all year. It would take a while. As much as I didn't want to, I had told Mr. Reed I'd help out all I could, so I headed outside and gathered all of the equipment I would need. Man, was it hot out there. I took off my shirt and shoes first thing. They definitely weren't helping. I managed to get most of the leaves and shit cleaned out, but I knew I would need to get in it to really do it the way he wanted and hook up the pool-vac. Not knowing what else to do, I dropped my pants and threw them over a chair and dove in wearing just my briefs. I started to work and just as I was finishing up, Renee came out and waved and asked how it was going, not yet noticing I was practically naked. I told her it was fine as she took a seat on one of the lounges to sun herself. I finished up about 10 minutes later, got out of the pool, and began toweling off. As I was grabbing my pants, she yelled across the pool. "Why don't you come join me for a while? You've worked so hard all day, the least I can do is offer you a drink and some relaxation by the pool!" She said with a smile. ""Umm...sure, that would be nice actually. It's a beautiful day, and I could use a drink." So I headed over to take a seat next to her, leaving my jeans on the chair. "Great! What can I get you? I was just heading in to freshen up my drink." "A beer would be great. Whatever you have, I'm not picky. Thanks!" She headed inside and I laid back on the lounge next to hers, clasped my hands behind my head, closed my eyes and just enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my body. Honestly, at this point I hadn't given much thought to the fact that I was wet, nearly naked, and hanging out in front of a woman who hadn't been around a younger man in a long time. She made me feel comfortable, like a favorite aunt or something. She was so friendly, I just enjoyed the company. And at that point, I truly didn't have a lot of experience around women so, despite being a horny 20 year old guy, I wasn't thinking much of the situation. I didn't hear her walking up when she said, standing over me, "It's nice to have a young man around here. It can get so dull during the days in this big house all alone." She handed me the beer and I took a swig and replied, "I can imagine. But surely you have a pretty active social life, being Mr. Reed's future wife?" "Ah, it can be, but most days I'm just here trying to find things to do. It's just nice to have someone around. Especially a nice young man like yourself. And so handsome too! You must be fighting off the ladies all the time." I could sense her eyeing me up and down. I enjoyed the admiration, so I didn't think much of it. "Not really. I'm not like a lot of guys my ages, actually a bit of a homebody. Kinda picky too, so I've just gotten used to being on my own." "Well clearly you're a very confident guy. Not many young men would be so comfortable hanging out in their underwear in front of a practical stranger." She giggled a little at that comment. "You should be though. You've got a lot to be confident about." We continued chatting for a little while, maybe an hour or so. She had a couple more drinks and I had another beer. It was a very nice afternoon. Finally, after coming back out with another beer for me, she sat down and looked at me with a seriousness on her face and a very different tone in her voice. "Matt, I feel like we've gotten very comfortable with each other today, and I enjoy your company very much. More than that, I find to you be an incredibly attractive man. You exude confidence and power and you don't even realize it. And to tell you the truth, you just look so damn good laying there right now." I wasn't sure what she was getting at, or if it was just the alcohol talking, although she really hadn't had that much, so I just said, "Well, uh, thank you. I'm not sure what to say." "I'm not done yet," she said. "I love John very much. He's been very good to me and I plan to be with him for a very long time. To be honest with you though, he doesn't satisfy me. The sexual part of our relationship is practically non-existent. I miss having a man who can take me and do things for me that John will never be able to do. Do you get what I'm saying?" I sat up and turned to face her, my feet on the ground, "I believe I understand perfectly. But, I'm not sure I'm the guy you're looking for. Mr. Reed has been good to me too over the years." While that was true, it wasn't the real reason I was turning her down. I didn't have the heart to say I just didn't find her attractive. "I know, I know," she replied. "I'm not trying to ruin that. And I appreciate you for thinking of him that way. I'm just asking you to do me a favor." "I just don't know if I can do that. I've never been with an older woman, and I'm not sure I could do it. You're wonderful woman, I just don't know if I can think of you that way." I told her. "I understand what you're saying, Matt, but I'm not even asking you to sleep with me. In fact, you wouldn't even have to look at me if you didn't want to. The thing I miss the most is servicing a man completely and selflessly with my mouth. That's all I need from you. And Matt, I can make it worth your while." Just What I Needed Ch. 05 "What do you mean?" I asked. "If you just allow me to suck your cock for as long as I want, I will double what Mr. Reed is paying you today." "Are you serious?" I said, in shock. She looked at me in complete earnestness. "Absolutely. Money isn't an issue here. And you'd be doing me a much bigger favor than you've done for him today." At that, she knew she had me. She quickly knelt down on the pool deck and crawled between my legs. I took a swig of my beer as she pulled the waistband of my briefs down. I was not hard, but with my manhood now exposed to her, she gasped and stared at my package with a look of awe on her face like I have never seen on a woman before. Or anyone for that matter. It was like seeing a child at Disney World for the first time. I smiled a little, glad to have given her that. What happened next is the reason I brought Jen here today. After a moment of taking in the beautiful sight in front of her, Mrs. Reed took my still flaccid cock into her mouth balls deep and began sucking very gently. I always tell her this makes me feel like my cock is her pacifier. It's so gentle and she makes soft little sighs. She tells me that it's so comforting having so much power in her mouth, it puts her at ease, and that's why she makes those sounds; it's the stress leaving her body. Once she had swallowed me whole, my cock slowly began to stiffen. The warmth and velvety texture of her throat felt like heaven on my cock. As it grew, it pushed through her mouth and slid easily down her throat. She didn't gag once. She was buried down to the base of my cock holding it deep inside her like she never wanted to let go. And she practically didn't. Somehow, this woman had taught herself to breathe around a cock and I wasn't about to stop her to question how. Her throat contracted and relaxed around my shaft, sending electric pulses throughout my body. Occasionally she would slide her tongue out and lick on my balls, which caused her throat to tighten perfectly and massage the underside of my cock. It was absolute ecstasy and I was in no rush to finish off, all I wanted to do was sit back and enjoy her long slow worship of my meat. Luckily Mrs. Reed was in no hurry either. In fact, after almost an hour, she finally did come up for a second just to ask if she could get me another beer so I had something to do while she continued her work, which I gladly accepted. She returned with the drink, handed it to me and went straight back down, balls deep, without missing a beat. I laid back in that lounge chair, sipped on my beer, enjoyed the sun, and just relaxed while my boss's future wife showed me her gratitude. Nearly an hour later, when I finally felt like I was about to cum, I didn't say a word. I simply grabbed her head and pushed her down harder as I emptied my load straight down her throat. She had worked me up for so long, I must have given her one of the biggest loads of my life. I felt like my cock was exploding down her throat. After my climax, I collapsed into the chair, breathing heavily as she continued holding my softening cock in her mouth. Finally, I was completely spent and she allowed my cock to slip from her lips. She gave it and my balls multiple kisses before resting her cheek on it and saying a soft, but meaningful, "Thank you so much." I took a last swig of my beer and replied, "You're welcome." When I left, Mrs. Reed doubled the amount as I had been promised and thanked me repeatedly for what I had done for her. It was the first time I truly realized the effect my body could have over women, and I loved the power I felt. It felt natural and right to me. Nothing had ever satisfied me so much as the control I felt from just laying back and being serviced. After that time, I thought Mrs. Reed just wanted one last fling before she got married. I soon found out that I would be using her throat absolutely whenever I wanted. It was much more than that for her though. She truly got deep, intense joy and pleasure from worshiping my cock. It was as though I was giving her a great gift every time she had the opportunity to suck me off. She truly helped me realize that this sort of treatment was not only what I wanted, but what I deserved from women, so I felt I owed her the privilege. From then on, I came around to visit at least a couple of times a week, and each time, Mrs. Reed would have some sort of gift for me. Whether it was deliciously prepared meal (during which she would kneel under the table and service me), expensive watch or hard-to-find bottle of scotch, sometimes it would just be a batch of her famous cookies. Regardless, I eventually came to expect the gifts and, if it wasn't something I liked, I would take it anyway and give it to someone else, but leave without allowing her to suck me. I always think it's important to show women that I'm doing them the real favor and I can take it away whenever I want. My relationship with Mrs. Reed was really the beginning of my life of dominance over women. She showed me to expect nothing less than perfection in service from the women I allowed to be with me. Finally, she was an excellent teacher, and that was why I had brought Jen here today...