Chapter 11
After some sentimental necking which added a needed note of sincerity for Helen, the action began. She pulled away and said, "Maybe I am demented, but I've had sex every way."
"With women?" Jeff laughed, not expecting her to say yes. But, she did.
"Yes, I've fucked women. I drive a mean dildo."
Stepping to a mirrored closet door, she opened it, and came out with a dildo strapped proudly on herself.
"There's a lot of swinging in high society, honey. You've got to toss away your morals when you move up the social ladder I learned."
"That's great! I can zip to the top. I don't have any morals to throw away," Jeff laughed.
"Good," she said, "The climb should be easy!"
And then, she began pressing a tube of some kind of lube jelly into her hand and rubbing it on the large dildo.
"What are you doing that for?" Jeff laughed, curious to know what on earth was next.
"The more grease, the better to fuck you with, my dear," she replied. "Get up on the bed, and I'll illustrate."
Protectively placing his hand behind his buttocks, Jeff complained, "No dame is going to stab my ass-hole-never. Tongue, yes, plastic peckers-no-no, thank you!"
"Now, don't be that way about it," she smiled. "I've done this for two of my husbands, baby, and they loved it!"
"Sorry but being ass-stabbed isn't my hang-up."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Helen asked coolly, her put-on good disposition suddenly vanishing. "I'm hiring you to do what I want to do, not what you would like to do!"
Jeff thought about' that for a moment. He balanced the money as equated against the torture he imagined would follow such activity.
"Alright," he blurted, "but you would have to come up with something far-out like this."
"That is why I pay so much," she shot back, "Certainly they told you some of the client's tastes were a bit on the bizarre side, didn't they, doll?"
She hit doll hardly, and Jeff knew at last Helen was a spoiled, bitchy female who'd bought everything for a price, including specific sex acts. He concluded that maybe she felt she was getting even with men who had sex with her up the ass-hole, by doing it to them, up the trapdoor.
"Go ahead-what position do you want me in?" he said evenly, figuring if she was going to be completely business, two could play the same sex game. Before, he'd tried to throw some of his real feeling into it to make her enjoy his young body. Now, if she was going to be callously inconsiderate of what he wanted to do, he decided that he would give her a good mechanical fuck. He'd go through it, not complaining arid give her the minimum. If she'd acted a little more concerned with how he got his kicks, he would have been passionate, and Mr. Superstud. Her coldness was her loss, and he decided to let her know it before the fuck was over who was the man of the team.
Jeff got on the bed and looked at Helen.
"Alright, I'm ready-what do you want me to do now?"
"Now, spread your legs, and raise them up so I can slide my dildo up you."
Without smiling, Jeff proceeded to move in the most business-like manner. He raised his legs up, and his ass-hole was spread, ready for the undesired invasion.
"Hmmm, looks like a nice tight fit," Helen said, getting closer to his anus with her well-lubed dildo. And then, slowly, she brought the head of it to his anus, and then slid it in smoothly. At first, the pain made Jeff howl.
"Dammit, you can't get that big old thing up there," he complained.
"It'll stretch," Helen assured him, slowly sliding it further, and further up his ass-hole until she had it in all the way.
"Oh, Wow!" he blurted when the huge plastic penis had gone all the way up there. And then he got a real jolt. It felt good. She thrust it forward, and drove it quickly in and out, in and out. The rapid-fire thrusting produced pleasure, and Jeff was awakened to the fact, the anal channel not only could accommodate a tongue, but a dildo, and feel good.
"Do you like it?" Helen asked him, when she saw he was cooperating, and vigorously gripping the dildo with his anus muscles.
"Oh, yes, I do," she sighed, "This is fantastic!"
The driving dildo was producing pleasure for both of them.
"Fuck me," he asked her as the pleasure increased, "Ram that fuckin' dildo up my ass-hole, Helen. It feels good!"
"I knew you'd enjoy it," she smiled proudly, "Both of my husbands who were anally orientated loved it! After all, if women find it fun to have something sliding up there, men can too. It's just that most of them never think of asking their wife to don a dildo, and fuck their ass-hole out for them!
"Now, steady, baby, and I'll show you something," Helen smiled, easing the dildo-thrusts to a slow-pace.
Now, as she bent over, she reached for his penis, and started stroking it. And as her head bent down over his dick, Jeff realized what she was attempting to do.
"I read you," he chuckled, "You're going to eat my prick while you fuck my ass-hole. Pretty good idea, baby-yes, ohhh, get your tongue on there."
Jeff realized now that it was almost an athletic feat to be able to get the prick in her mouth. It didn't take long, and the penis finally was even with her lips.
"Almost!" Jeff smiled. He helped by angling his body as best he could so she could get the head of it, anyway, in her sucking mouth. When the head finally slipped into her mouth, she felt she had indeed accomplished something different for the young stud who was servicing her.
"Ohhh, that's great. Suck my cock! Fuck my ass out!" he begged. "That's it, baby-give me a good time!"
Helen was used to giving good times to men. She'd made it her life-long business, picking millionaires and playboys to pacify.
That it had paid rich dividends was self-evident. And how she enjoyed the action herself.
In and out, the hot cock thrust. And all the time Jeff was being sucked like he'd never been sucked before.
"Eat it," he told her, "Eat my prick!"
A wonderful new world of sex action opened before him as the powerful replica of a penis stabbed his hot ass-hole, and a nympho-woman's hot mouth did its thing on his prick.
"Fuck my ass-hole, fuck it," he gasped, "Ohh, baby, suck my meat. Eat it. Eat my dick! Yes, yes! Faster-suck my prick faster honey. Stab it up my ass-hole!"
His ass wiggled to her stabbing action, and his hands guided her head over his prick. And then, he shot his load into her eager mouth.
"Suck it," he blurted, "Suck my dick! Eat it!" The hot cum flashed down her throat, and Helen tried desperately to taste the delicious juice, she craved so much. She managed to taste some but most of it gushed down her throat. At least, she hadn't lost it. That was the main thing. She wanted to be fed sperm, and felt confident it would keep her youthful, radiant, and appealing.
After she'd drained Jeff's dick, she pulled off.
"Enjoy that double-way?"
"Yes, Helen," he told her, "It was fun!"
"You'll have to give me your phone number so I can get you back. I'll give you three hundred. You only get two-fifty from them. Why not cut them out? After all, they're greedy as hell."
"Why not?" Jeff laughed, as he watched her slide the dildo from his behind.
He thought perhaps she had gotten all the play she wanted for the day, but he had a big surprise coming. As soon as she had slipped the dildo off, she washed it at the sink.
Jeff stayed out of the bathroom, just as soon not watching this display. And then she came back, and said, "Honey, you know what I'd like!"
"I can't imagine," Jeff told her truthfully.
"I can," she nodded, "I'd enjoy having you using your tongue all over my body."
"Great," he replied, "They say I'm a tremendous tongue man!"
"Let's see if you live up to your reputation," she smiled, as she stretched out on the bed. He began with her face, licking her eyelids, moving down to her lips, her cheeks, and her neck.
"Oh, you're beautiful," she breathed drunkenly. "Go down baby, down-down on little Helen's pussy!"
No doubt she was repeating the same old shop-worn line she'd used on her husband for years-or husbands-Jeff mused, as he moved down. The breasts were sagging, and not the best, but he knew how very important it was to make her feel they were the best tits on this planet. So, he used his hands to cup them, let his tongue lick back and forth, and then went down on them, nibbling at the nipple, biting down effectively, and generally going to town.
"Oh, tickle my titties," she told him, "I loved it when my first husband Harold did that. Nobody's done that since him!"
Jeff didn't know if that was a compliment or not, and he really didn't care. He was doing his job.
He tried to dramatize his sucking action on her breasts, with some sound effects, figuring this would turn her on all the more.
"Oh, wow!" she panted, utilizing a hip-phrase so she wouldn't be outdated.
And her lover used his mouth most effectively so he wouldn't be outdistanced. If he performed well for Helen, he figured there was bound to be more work.
"Ohhh, darling-I can't wait for you to lick my ass out!"
I can, Jeff thought. But, he knew that wasn't the way to please a middle-aged broad on the make for memories. Finishing a good job of licking on both titties, he got to work on her stomach, lapping and licking all over there. He moved down to her vagina. And it didn't take him long to lap up her body there.
His tongue flipped inside her, and he jabbed it to her. She wiggled up to meet his jabbing tongue-thrusts.
"Do it-do it!"
But, he suddenly remembered, he hadn't licked her ass out, so he slipped his tongue out of her hot hole, figuring she might consider that tongue-job but a preview of things to come. And then, he went down to her ass-hole, parting her buttocks, cupping them in his sturdy strong hands. Licking first along her inner thighs, he excited and stimulated her the best he knew how. And then with her anus open to his tongue, he stabbed it to her.
"Do it-do me," she begged, "Eat my sweet ass out, lover-boy-eat my ass-hole!"
She was a sexy, no-holds-barred fucker, Jeff was learning quickly. And he lashed away with his tongue, making most effective use of it-finally thrusting it up there.
Howling with delight, she told him, "Eat it! Eat my sweet ass out! Do it, lover-do it!"
The tongue stabbed up her ass-hole over and over until he sniffed the pussy-juice which was dripping from her vagina as she became so intensely excited.
She knew she had an effective lover in Jeff. He'd do about anything she dreamt up, and put some enthusiasm into it. She had no idea if he was really enjoying himself or not, and she didn't care. The only thing that actually mattered to her was being able to get that action she wanted-and was willing to pay for,'
"Honey, better eat Helen's hot pussy-I'm beginning to ooze, lover-it's delicious, it's nutritious," she made light of it, thinking this might be the most effective maneuver to get her young man's mouth fastened fast to her vagina.
Quickly, Jeff came around. His mouth moved over her hot vagina, and Helen rammed her pussy to his face.
"Lick it-" she suggested, "Lick, lover, lick!"
Zowie! And how her lover licked. Jeff's strong tongue not only lashed, but made jumping invasions of her vagina, finally staying inside her there, holding her in line as her body writhed in sexual frenzy.
"Ohhhh-ahhhhh-love me, love me," she begged as he lashed away inside her hot dripping hole. Jeff felt like a pro, with all the technical know-how required to give any woman a wild ride on the end of his tongue.
"Do me," she demanded, "Do me, lover-do me!"
It was funny how every woman seemed the same here. A hot hole, with smooth walls that required licking. A small clit, penis-like affair that responded to sucking the way; a man's dong did. But, Jeff reserved that focal point of action for the last. Lashing his hot tongue around her, he persistently kept her body pitching back to him.
"Ohhhh-ahhhhh-not one of my husbands ate me as good as you're doing, you pussy-eating stud," she cried, "Ahhh, ohhh Jeff, love-I wish I could afford to make you my next husband. Ahhhh, ohhhhh, baby-I'm flipping out!"
She was too, her hands clawing at his head as the pleasure surged through "her body. She couldn't remember when she had enjoyed anything half as much as this.
The juicy goodness from her vagina gushed into Jeff's hungry mouth, and he delightedly devoured her, enjoying every moment of it immensely.
"Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Yes, baby, yes," she begged him over and over again, as his indefatigable hot tongue lashed her to multiple orgasms, for the first time in years.
Jeff always enjoyed a good pussy-suck, and this time was no exception, and payment too. This is the life, he thought!
When he'd finished eating her, he moved his mouth off her, but remained there long enough to kiss her vagina lips affectionately, trying to make sure it wasn't just mechanical sex-play, which would not distinguish him at all from her other paid playmates.
"You know something, Jeff," she said quietly when he had finished kissing her there.
"Not much," he smiled.
"You've made me happy-like I haven't been happy in years. I feel satisfied."
"Don't you always feel satisfied when a guy finishes fucking you?" he asked casually.
"Not at all," she assured him. "Some men are good lovers, other men aren't worth a tinker's damn!"
"Maybe, it's because I'm part French," Jeff smiled.
"Are you really?' she asked enthusiastically, "I once had a French lover. It was when we were visiting Paris and my husband was so occupied with business."
"Husband number one, number two."
"Don't ask me. I'm always confused about which one did what and when and how. I'm no good for remembering faces, but I do remember big cocks-each detail of them. And I never forget a good suck-like you gave me tonight!"
"I hope your memory is long enough to call me back," he said softly.
"like I told you, honey-fifty more to you, if you phone me or give me your number."
"I'm sorry, Helen," he said seriously, "but I couldn't do that. Not that I'm so loyal or anything, but it wouldn't be fair-"
"You are a good fucker," she laughed, "Alright, if I must pay to play-I shall, and you know what?"
"What?"
"It's worth every cunt-sucking cent of it!"