Anonymous


Views: 5799 Created: 2007.07.29 Updated: 2007.07.29

Helen Shows Me How

Helen Shows Me How

Helen and I lived together for quite awhile before I learned something about myself. I was a "lousy lay". I wasn't aware, didn't really care. I didn't know it, but Helen cared.

One Wednesday night last spring, Helen and I got into bed, and she reached into my pajama bottoms and started to stroke my cock. Helen was horny and wanting it. She put her head under the covers and took me in her warm, soft mouth. After quickly moving her head away, I put her on her back and mounted her. Helen wasn't really ready but I shoved it in and came almost immediately. I moved off her, and onto my side of the bed. Helen was very annoyed. She told me I was an inconsiderate, selfish, and altogether shitty lover. What could I do? I blamed her. I told her she stroked and sucked me almost to the point of no return. Helen was furious. She was still jabbering as I was drifting off to sleep. I caught something to the effect that it was continuing occurrence, my "lack of control." I slept on.

Friday night came and we were getting ready for bed. Helen gave me a sweet smile and a wink. Helen was horny. We got into bed and Helen snuggled against me. We kissed and I took one of Helen's breasts in my hand and tweaked her nipple. I reached down and ran my finger along her pussy lips. I felt the wetness and put a finger in. I was really excited and pulled down my pajamas. I took my cock in my hand and felt for the entrance to Helen's pussy. When the head of my cock felt Helen's wetness it exploded. All done. Helen was beside herself. This time she was sure we would have a fulfilling lovemaking session and again she was denied. I was amazed by her outrage.

As quick as a cat, Helen was at her dresser and got her hairbrush. She flipped me over and spanked my still bare bottom with the hairbrush. She chastised me for being a rotten, selfish man. I was absolutely shocked, and amazed by the strength and determination of this petite lady.

She then ran into the bathroom and slammed the door. I heard her run the shower. I assumed she couldn't wait to get my come off her pussy and belly. It seemed a good time to go to sleep, and I did. I was on my stomach to let my "behind" cool down from the spanking Helen had given me. Falling asleep on my stomach proved to be a mistake.

After sleeping just a short while I was awakened by a heavy feeling on my legs. I couldn't turn over so I craned my neck to see what was going on. Hanging from the overhead light fixture was Helen's bulging douche bag. Helen was sitting on my legs holding the douche nozzle in one hand and a jar of vaseline in the other.

Helen I said, "What the hell are you doing"? She slapped my ass and told me to shut up. The she parted my buttocks and pushed her vaselined finger up my rectum. After a few quick in and out strokes she replaced her finger with the nozzle. Next thing I knew warm water was running into me.

Helen! What the hell are you doing? I said. I'm giving you an enema Jay, you dickless wonder.

But why Helen? I asked.

"You need to be clean" she said. I didn't understand. Helen let me up when the bag was empty and I made my way to the toilet. After what seemed an eternity I got off the bowl and took a shower. I was now exhausted. I went back to bed. Helen was in the den with the TV on. Good! I thought. I've had enough of her. I went back to sleep, again on my belly, the cool air feeling good on my sore butt. That same mistake.

Not long after drifting off to sleep I was again awakened. My arms were very uncomfortable. Helen had handcuffed my hands behind my back. Dammit Helen! What the fuck are you doing? I clumsily rolled over. It wasn't easy handcuffed. Helen was sitting in a bedside chair smiling. Then she stood up. Helen was wearing a strap-on dildo. Hey Helen... Before I got out another word Helen had her plastic dick in my mouth, commanding me to suck it. Helen had me by my ears. She was definitely in charge. All right, I thought. Who will know? I'll suck it. Maybe she'll be happy and then I'll get some sleep. So I sucked it like she sucks me. She took it out, smiled, and said I was a good cocksucker. All right Helen I said, enough. Wrong Jay, she said. Not enough. You sucked it good, but you don't know how to fuck. Remember! I'm gonna show you how. Helen I said, I don't have your equipment. She smiled and winked at me. No Helen I said. You wouldn't. You can't! She winked and held up that damn jar of vaseline. Next she rolled me over, handcuffed and helpless. While on my belly, I heard the sound of the jar being opened.

Helen I pleaded, "Not that please". She giggled and parted my cheeks. I was shamelessly exposed to her. She circled my anus with her lubed finger before plunging it in. She gave me a little finger fucking and then removed it. Now Jay, you dickless wonder you. Now you know why I gave you an enema. I wanted your rectum clean for my cock. Helen don't; I said. Helen however, was determined. She grabbed my hips and raised my ass into a humiliating doggie position. Helen please. No Jay, you got to see how it's done. Then she put her plastic cock head against my anus and gave a little push, while pulling my hips towards her. I couldn't believe what was happening. Her cock was beginning to penetrate my asshole. She gently thrust in and out until she had it all the way in. Then she started fucking me in earnest. I couldn't believe I was being ass-fucked by my live-in love. I asked her to stop but she just smiled. This Jay; this is how people fuck. There is actual insertion and pumping and giving your partner satisfaction. Well she gave it to me good till she thought I learned my lesson. After she released me, she held me and I promised to do better.

Since that time I do do better. I pay attention to her and use my hands, and fingers and tongue like I never did before. I try to make sure that her pleasure matches or exceeds mine. Just as a reminder, my dear Helen keeps her strap-on and the vaseline on her night stand. It inspires me to "do better"