Heather's House Boy Ch. 14

Heather’s House Boy Ch 14: Walter’s Girlfriend

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“I thought you liked putting things in your mouth.” Heather gazed across the kitchen table at her house boy.

“I like putting you in my mouth! I even like…”

“You even like what?”

“Sucking your toes!”

“Aww! How sweet.”

“Bu that stupid dildo-thing isn’t you.”

“You said you’d suck my cock if I had one.”

“It isn’t the same.”

Heather laughed. “I suppose not. But it is payback for all the guys that made me give them head.”

“That’s not my fault!”

“You’re a guy, aren’t you?”

“But-”

“And the icing on the cake is denying you the pleasure of licking me.”

“That’s the problem.”

“I thought you would do anything for me.”

“Yes, Heather.”

“Now, Sweetie, you know I like enthusiasm.”

Walter gritted his teeth. “May I please continue to fuck you with your dildo?”

“Yes, you may. And, you’ve just earned yourself an orgasm.”

Each time Heather demanded the mouth dildo, she forced her house-boy to perform fellatio in order to lube it. She continued to tutor him, and even tracked his progress with deepthroating. His only pleasure consisted of taking the small end, covered with Heather’s juices, into his mouth. Unconsciously he would lave the dildo with his tongue, as if he was coaxing every drop of cum from her imaginary cock. Finally, one morning he decided he’d had enough.

“May I give you an orgasm?” he asked Heather after she woke up.

“Mm.” She threw back the covers, stretched, and smiled at his fascination. “You may. Fetch your girlfriend.”

“Can I please use my tongue?”

“Jealous of your girl?”

“Will you stop calling it that?”

“But you two are so intimate. In fact, she needs a name. How about Delores. Dolores the Dildo?”

“Please, Heather!”

“Certainly. Delores it is.”

“I mean please let me use my tongue!”

“I don’t know… Delores is so hard!”

“So am I-”

“Excuse me?”

“I mean, please let me eat you!”

“That’s better. But, if I have to correct you, you’re going to deepthroat your honey.”

Even though Walter was skilled at cunnilingus, Heather usually had to guide his head until his tongue was where she wanted it. She called such guidance correction.

“Heather!”

“What? Oh! That’s not much of a challenge, is it? How about I blindfold you? I’m tired of you undressing me with your eyes, anyway.”

“I’m not– you’re already undressed!”

“And if you weren’t ogling me, you wouldn’t have noticed.”

“Heather!”

“You don’t like that, either? God you are so picky. I know! You ever make a girl give you a no-hands blowjob?”

“No.”

“You are too nice! Tell you what. If you tongue is perfect, I’ll give you an orgasm to curl your hair. But if I have to correct you, I’m going to tie your hands behind your back. Then you will deepthroat Delores and fuck me with her.”

Based on the subsequent noises Heather made, Walter’s tongue was, indeed, perfect.

“Uhhhnggg… Fuck!” she gasped as she pushed him away. “Oh, Jesus, Sweetie. That was the best!”

“Thank you,” Walter said as he cleaned her. He kissed her private area. “Please,” kiss, “let me,” kiss,” go back to eating you?” Kiss. Kiss.

Heather ruffled his hair. “You worry too much.”

“Huh?” He looked up from between her legs.

“Cuddle with me.”

He finished drying her, gave her one last kiss, and spooned with her. His erection rubbed against her smooth buttocks.

Heather chuckled at the feel of his neglected hardness. “Right now, your girlfriend is my new toy. But, like all my toys, the fascination will wear off. Then I’ll go back to your amazing tongue.”

“Is… is your fascination with me going to wear off?”

“Of course not. You grant my wishes, and make me cum so hard my toes curl.”

“Thank you! It’s just… I’m afraid… you’ll want some alpha guy.”

“Sweetie, you know how I threaten to make you watch me with a guy?”

“Yeah. I hate it.”

“I know that. I shouldn’t tell you, but it’s never going to happen. I’ve had my fill of alpha guys. I want someone who is always sweet, who will play my little games, and who always delivers when I want an orgasm. In other words, you.”

“Thank you.” He kissed the back of her neck. “Look… what I mean is… could I please cum more often?”

Heather sighed. “Every time we have one of these little talks you ask me that.”

“You don’t even have to do anything. Just let me- Oww!”

Heather rolled over, and twisted one of his nipples.

When he put his hand over hers, she hissed “Leave it!”

“It hurts!”

“I want it to hurt! What did I tell you when you first moved in with me?”

“That you control my orgasms! Oww! Heather!”

“What I said was you will only receive orgasms from me.” She released his nipple. “You may hold it to pee, and to wash. That’s it. I catch you touching it for any other reason and I will make your life miserable. Am I clear?”

“Yes, Heather! I’m sorry!”

“it’s ok, Sweetie. I’m not mad.” She kissed his forehead.

“Thank you. But- please, honey, could you give me just a few more-”

“You have a one-track mind!”

“Please? I’ll still be submissive, and serve you and… if I’m not you can go back to-”

“Shh. I’m going to explain something that you aren’t going to like very much.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I decided to make you my house-boy on a whim. I thought it would be fun to have a big, good-looking guy sucking me off and cleaning my house. But your devotion and submissiveness is like a drug, and I’m an addict. Knowing that you will give me an orgasm on my whim, while you are desperate for relief is… Sweetie, I can’t explain it, but you’ve turned me into a nymphomaniac! And you eat my pussy better than anyone! I can’t get enough of you.”

“Oh.”

“I told you, you wouldn’t like it. But that’s why when I do give you relief, I try to make it as special as I can.”

“So… you don’t like it when I ask for an orgasm?”

“Not at all! Your begging is… like a fine wine.” She giggled. “Even when I tell you not to beg, when I look in your eyes… oh, sweetie, it’s awesome!”

Yes, Heather. Do you…”

“Now what?”

“Do you mind when I kiss your feet?”

Heather laughed. “I’m fine with your little fetish. I love how my shoes are always clean, polished, and organized. Getting foot rubs on demand is wonderful. And it was so sweet of you to take that class just so you could give me pedicures. Besides, making you take my shoes off with your teeth is fun.”

“Thank you. I love you! I’ll do anything to make you happy.”

“Good! Right now, I want you to keep honing your skills with Delores. I don’t want you to embarrass me.”

“Embarrass you?”

“Yes. When I show you off.”

“S-show me off to who?”

“Lucy, of course!”