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