It was my nineteenth birthday. My panties were on the floor next to me, I was bending over the bed and John was fucking my ass from behind. Earlier he was calling me a slut and now I was screaming and moaning, asking him to fuck me good as I was calling myself a whore. A few hours earlier my mom was at the door welcoming all the guests to my birthday party. John was in the party too and he was standing in a corner of the hall enjoying his drink.
I was having a great time talking with my friends, noticing the boys from my class checking out my nice big ass. The party was going well but suddenly I saw John and Mom talking in the kitchen. They were not actually talking, it was more like John shouting and screaming at Mom.
I saw my mom running to her bedroom, hiding her tears. I thought to go to my mom and just hug her, but then I decided not to disturb her and let her spend some time alone. John sat down in the corner enjoying his drink and checking out the huge asses of my friends. Soon guests started leaving and my best friends left too.
John was still sitting in the corner, useless. I was in the hall cleaning up everything and John was just staring at me. I thought to talk to him about what happened between him and mom but then I just kept quiet.
John was forty years old. He had no permanent job, no house and no money. Mom told me that he sometimes worked as a bartender in a club, sometimes he played guitar in a restaurant and sometimes when he came home with pockets full of money and hands full of gifts then it was obvious that he had won some fight. I never knew why but Mom loved him a lot. John was a good-looking guy with short hair, a subtle beard and a masculine body. He was a fighter so he really had a nice hot body.
I had always been a horny girl but I was not a slut. In the past year and a half I had dated three guys and had sex with all three of them. Because of my blonde hair, slim body, 34D size boobs and big ass, it was easy for me to get any person to fuck me but as I said, I was not a slut.
After I finished all the cleaning in the hall, I went to see my mom but she had fallen asleep. The sleeping pills were still there on the nightstand; she had started taking sleeping pills a couple of months ago. I left her room and went to my bedroom. An hour ago I was happy but now I was feeling sad for Mom. I had told mom to leave John but she was so crazy about him that she never listened to a word against him.
No matter how badly he treated my mom, she never thought to leave him. I was sitting near the window in my room. Suddenly the door of my room opened without any knock. John was standing there at the door. Today, I wanted her to wear something sexy but she was wearing the same old dress. I want her to make me feel proud. She just keeps telling me that she loves me, but that is not all.
I have seen you with other women and I never told this to my mom. They want to go out and have fun. Do you think I can afford all this? A woman could let him fuck her because of his good looks but she would never want to be in a relationship with him. He never respected any woman. He would find a woman make her fall in love with him and live on her money.
It took me just a couple of seconds to make a really big decision. He was looking at me, waiting for me to tell the reason why I asked him to stop. I was thinking about my decision that I had just made a few seconds ago. I was feeling embarrassed but I did it anyways. John stared at my breast.
He got what I meant to say. John closed the door, and came near me. I was getting nervous. He acted like he had always wanted to have me. It was a little shocking for me. I had no idea about what he used to do behind my back.
I turned my back to him, and he pulled down the zip revealing my sexy back. Every time I saw you walking around in the house in those tight jeans, I wanted to spank your ass.
He again made me turn to face him and pulled the dress to my waist. His hands moved to my big firm boobs. He cupped both boobs with his hands, and felt my nipples.
Now I felt excited. He moved down to my boobs, and sucked on them. I again felt disgusting doing all this but my nipples started getting erect because of the hidden excitement inside me. We were not making love; we were not even having sex like two casual people. It was just me trying to fulfill his needs. He came up, looked at me and then took off his shirt. I saw his fine abs and hot masculine body. As I looked down a little, I noticed a bulge in his pants.
I pulled down the zipper and then pulled down his pants to his knees along with his underwear. His big hard cock popped out in front of me. I knew that he must have a big cock but eight and half inches was a little more than I had expected. It was thick and really hard. All the boys I had dated, they were not good at pleasing me. All they had done with me was take me to the back seat of their cars, a little kissing, and then getting me to suck their cocks until they shot their cum in my mouth.
They fucked me in one position and never treated me well. For a moment, I wondered if I could really take it in my pussy or not? He must have been looking down at me and enjoying the view of my nice, perky boobs while I was stroking his cock.
He managed to get rid of his pants. He was waiting for me to suck his cock and I was only pleasing him with my hands. I opened my mouth and his smile got bigger. I took his cock head in my mouth and heard him moaning.
For few seconds he closed his eyes, feeling my mouth around his cock. His hands moved to the back of my head and he pushed his big hard cock deeper in my mouth.
I pushed him away when he choked me with more than half of his cock pushing deep down my throat. My eyes got wet and I surely looked like a cheap whore with my messed-up lipstick. Once again, I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him good, making him stop talking.
He again tried to get it all the way down in my throat and I took it by holding my breath. He quickly went on his knees and reached for my panties under my dress. He pulled my panties to my knees and then made me sit on the bed. He took off my panties completely and spread my legs. My dress was still hiding my pussy but not for long. He lifted my dress and smiled while looking at my pussy. He touched me between my legs and ran a finger between my wet folds.
I controlled my feelings and held my moans. I was turned on by his touch. How could I get wet? I was just trying to make him stay with my mom. I guessed that I was wet because he was fulfilling my desires too. I never loved him and I was doing it just to get things working between mom and him but my body was responding to his big cock. I was getting wet realizing that and soon his cock was going to be inside my pussy.
John spread my legs and licked my pussy.