A Dream Come TruebyL.A. Wicker©
Misty lie in bed, her hand between her long legs with two of her fingers deep in her steaming pussy. She moved them in and out as fast as she could go. Her other hand toyed with her firm breasts and nipples. She needed to cum so bad every inch of her body was on fire. She had only been with one man in her young life and he didn't know the first thing about pleasing a girl.
"Please, cum!" she moaned as her hand began to tire. She'd been fingering herself for close to an hour with no sign on an orgasm. "Oh please, cum, cum!" she moaned again bursting in tears and rolled on her side with her fingers still deep in her lonely pussy. "Why can't I ever cum?" she asked herself looking at the alarm clock next to her bed. "Shit!" she yelled kicking off the satin sheet and headed to the shower.
Later that morning, Misty made her way to the campus job board hoping to find a better job than what she had. Being a waitress at the student center didn't pay enough, she needed a better place to live and more clothes. And she was sick of the boys coming on to her. She wasn't interested in them; she needed a man to please her.
Misty read through all of the same ads, it seemed she was doomed to be a waitress for the rest of her days in college. She was just about to leave when an ad at the very bottom of the board caught her eye.
Female wanted for daily house keeping. Cleaning, laundry, dishes, and dusting. $350 per week. 1750 Oak Dale Drive.
"Oh shit!" Misty gasped with excitement. "That's right down the street from me." She looked at the money again, and thought how much more it paid than the student center. "Damn, I could even move to a better place making that much money." She said taking down the ad. She knew it was against the rules, but this just had to be her job, she didn't want anyone else to see it.
Misty thought of her next class, but the great job filled her mind, "Fuck it! I'm going now, I can't let this slip by!" And off she went to the address. She walked as fast as she could, thinking of some of the things she could buy. 'Maybe a new toy to help my lonely pussy would be nice' she laughed to herself, 'A nice long, fat cock that vibrates would hit the spot.' She giggled feeling her juices begin to flow from her body.
She made her way to the house, it looked like the grass hadn't been cut in a year, and the bushes had never been trimmed at all. Doubt filled her mind as she looked over the house, 'How can they afford to pay so much when they can't even keep up the house?' she asked herself and thought about getting back to her class.
"Hello." A voice called from the house. "Are you here about the job?" a man asked as he opened the front door. "I was beginning to wonder if anyone would come up to knock. Most people see the place and just leave. I was hoping you'd be different." He chuckled warmly walking from the house. He was a big man, way over six-foot tall and must have weighed close to 250 pounds. His gray hair and beard looked like the yard; they hadn't been trimmed for a very long time.
"I was just thinking about it, is all!" Misty lied looking at the tall man and his beard. She walked up to him; she too was a tall person at five-foot eleven inches tall. "So the ad said $350 a week, is that right?" she asked hoping it was.
He smiled at her as he looked at her long, wavy, blonde hair and into her dark, blue eyes, "Yes, and if I like you, I'll make it $400." He smiled when he saw the happy look on her pretty face. "I'm John Towers."
"Oh wow! That would be great. I live in the crapy apartments down the street." She said pointing her finger. "I could move getting paid that much a week. I'm Misty Waters, nice to meet you." She replied holding her hand out.
He laughed and replied, "Now wait, don't plan on moving yet, I haven't even hired you yet." He smiled. "Come in and let me show you around and you can decide if you want the job or not." He added holding the door open for her.
As Misty walked by John, he could smell a faint scent of her perfume and it had been a long time, but he also thought he could smell that she was very aroused. "Are you single Misty?" John stopped. "I'm sorry; I had no business asking that. Someone as beautiful as you must have a man to take care of you." He added looking to the thin white summer blouse that just did cover her large 36 c breasts.
Misty could see his brown eyes gazing at her breasts, for some odd reason it didn't bother her. He was an older man not some little college boy that would cum in his pants, she bet this man knew how to make love to a woman. "It's all right. I'm single, but looking." She replied with a smile seeing him still looking at her chest. She began to feel the fire building deep in her pussy. The fire her fingers could never put out.
"Well, let me show you around. There's really not much to do. Maybe a few dishes, some dusting and some laundry." John said looking to her firm ass covered by a pair of skintight jeans. Her wonderful ass was well rounded and very firm with a deep seductive crevice.
Misty again saw him looking at her; she was getting more turned on by each passing second. He wasn't a bad looking man, he just needed a shave, and haircut and he would turn on any young college girl in heat. Mostly, a poor college girl that had never been able to have an orgasm in her life and prayed that someday she would.
"You keep it up very nice. Why is the outside so bad?" she asked putting her hand on her 36-inch hip. She could see his eyes again roaming over her body, but she didn't care. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life. No man had ever looked at her this way and she loved it.
"I've been hiding from the world for the past ten years and last week decided it was time to get my ass back in gear and get on with living." He smiled a hurt smile. "Someone very close to me died and I blamed myself, but now I know it wasn't my fault."
Misty watched his eyes as he told her some of his past, she could see that whatever it was it was still in his heart. "Well John, now you have me to help you and beware, I won't let you sit and feel sorry for yourself." She said walking into a room in the back of his house. She looked and saw a big screen TV with two very plush recliners with a table between them. "This is nice!" Misty said looking at the hundreds of movies that were sitting on selves that went as high as the ceiling.
"This is another problem spot for me, if I'm lucky enough to get a woman to look around, they leave when they see this room." John said with a frown. He really liked this girl and she was so fucking pretty, his cock had started to get hard for the first time in years.
Misty gave him a puzzled look, "Just because of some movies? That's bull shit, a guy needs movies to keep things alive." She winked at him as she looked over his massive movie collection. She figured he had tons of porn movies, but most were just action movies. She looked to a glass case hanging on the far wall, there must have been close to three hundred movies inside. "What are these?" Misty asked as she walked to the case.
"This is the problem. I used to make movies a long time ago." He replied knowing the beautiful girl would soon be running out the door. He dearly loved looking at her great breasts, her ass was the best he thought he'd ever seen in his life, and he'd seem many of them.
Misty just looked at him, "Are you kidding? You're a movie star?" she said with excitement in her voice turning to read the titles of the movies.
John Towers, 'Biggest Cock on Earth'
John Towers, in 'Big John Goes to College'
John Towers in 'Every Man's Dream'
John Towers in 'How to Split a Pussy'
Misty knew his name and had seen some of his movies at her Dad's house. She loved seeing how big he was and always wondered what something so big would feel like inside her pussy. Her face had turned red with embarrassment, "This is too cool!" she said looking to him. "I've seen a few of your movies before." She added seeing his eyes between her legs, on her wet and very excited pussy. "I'm a big fan of yours!" she added with excitement in her soft voice.
"So, are you going to run away?" he asked looking up the front of her nice body. He could feel blood rushing into his long cock for the first time in so long.
Misty could feel him taking her top, freeing her firm breasts, "Heck no! I think it's cool." She said with a big smile enjoying him looking at her. She spread her legs just a little, placing her hands on her hips she said, "I'll start in the morning, it might take a few hours the first few times I come over, then it will only take an hour or so each day." She said, again watching his eyes roam all over her body. "One more thing, can I barrow one of those?" she asked pointing to his many movies, feeling her face turn red again.
John smiled at Misty and replied, "What are you doing watching that kind of shit? How old are you anyhow?" he teased wanting to see her turn red with embarrassment again.
"I'm 19 I have you know, but the first time I saw you I was only 16." She laughed knowing her face must have looked like a ripe tomato. She could feel the heat between her legs and her fluids running from her pussy to her already wet panties. "I've loved watching you from that day on." She said with embarrassment hoping her pussy hadn't made the front of her jeans wet.
You were only 16! I'm shocked!" he teased her more. "What was a girl that young doing watching a movie of mine?" he asked moving closer to her body. "It may have traumatized you for life." He added feeling the heat coming from her. He could also feel his cock filling with blood again.
Misty stood her ground; she liked having him this close to her. "One weekend my parents went out of town and I found your movies." She replied feeling his breath going down her thin blouse making her big nipples hard as rocks.
"I'll let you watch one on one condition." He paused to look at her swelling nipples. "If you tell me what you liked in it and what part turned you on the most." He said looking into her wonderful blue eyes.
Misty thought about what he had said, did she want to tell a man she just met what turned her on or not. Should she just tell him now that she loved seeing his massive cock tearing open a tight pussy or when he came into a woman's mouth and made her gag he shot so much cum? She better wait and pull herself together. She knew that meeting him and seeing one of his movies it was going to be a very frustrating night alone.
"Sure." She said looking at his many movies. "What one did you like the best?" she asked seeing him looking at her ass. He was turning her on so much; she only hoped that tonight she would be able to cum.
John looked to her face; he thought of one movie that he had fucked seven different women. He reached to the self and pulled it down, "This was one of my best. I had fun in it. I got to fu.. do seven girls in this one."
Misty just about came in her panties when John started to say 'fuck'. She loved when a mature man like him would say that word. She knew they knew how to 'fuck' not like the boys in college.
"Well I'll watch it and let you know." Misty said with a grin and couldn't wait until she could get home to watch him 'fuck'. And to see his massive cock tearing open some young girl's pussy. "Hey, I used to cut hair for some kids in high school, would you like me to cut yours?" she asked hoping he would say yes. She wanted to see him like he was in all of his movies. He was one of the most handsome men she had ever seen in her life. "One more thing, I'm a big girl, it's all right if you say that word."
John again looked to her heaving breasts and watched her nipples pushing through the thin bra and blouse. "Sure, I was going to go get it done, but if you can that will be even better." he smiled giving her breasts one last good look.
"I'll see you in the morning, about nine OK?" she asked hoping it would be. She would be burning to see him again by that time.
"Whatever you like pretty girl. I'll be here." He said watching her walk towards the door.
Later that night Misty lie on her bed naked as the day she had been born, ready to watch John's movie. Her body was on fire. Juices were all ready running from her pussy and down her slender thighs. Her clit had swollen three times its normal size and throbbed with lust.
"Oh GOD I hope I cum tonight!" she moaned placing her hand between her legs gripping her wet pussy. "I need to shave; you're getting as hairy as John." Misty giggled as she gently ran her fingers over her swollen clit.
She used her other hand to push 'play' on the remote control. The movie started, there was John driving down a busy city street, looking at some hookers standing on a corner.
"Any of you girls up for a good, hard fuck with a giant cock?" he asked the women as he looked them over. A young one moved to look inside his car.
"I could use a good hard fuck. How big is your cock?" she asked licking her lips. "I just love it when they're big, long and split my pussy."
"Get in girl." John laughed. "This cock will make all your dreams cum true." He said looking at hers tits just like he had been looking at Misty's all afternoon.
Misty watched with eager eyes ready to see John's massive cock. "This is going to kill me." She moaned slipping two fingers deep into her dripping wet pussy.
John sat on the bed watching the girl undress. She moved to him and began to pull of his pants, freeing the massive cock to fuck her pussy. "Oh my! I bet you're going to tear me in two with this." The girl moaned as she sucked the cock-head into her little mouth.
"Oh shit!" Misty cried out when the head went in the girl's mouth. "I want to do that someday, John." Misty moaned closing her eyes trying to imagine what it would feel like in her mouth. But, she knew where she would want him, deep in her burning pussy, as far as it would go. She kept her eyes closed hearing him moans as the girl sucked his stiff cock.
"I'm ready to fuck a hot pussy." John said pulling the girl on the bed, spreading her legs and moving between them. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never known." John said in the sexy, calm voice that Misty loved hearing. "I'm going to fuck you easy at first, then I'm going to fuck you like the whore you are." Misty watched as he fingered the girl's pussy, making sure that she was wet enough to take him inside her young body.
"Oh John, I'm ready for you." Misty moaned out wishing that it were she under him rather than the girl on her TV. By this time, Misty had four fingers deep in her soaked pussy, pushing them in as far as she could.
John again spoke his magic words, "Want me to fuck you?" he asked the girl under him.
Misty answered for the girl, "Yes!" she cried out as her fingers tried to please her pussy.
"Want this big cock in you?" John asked as he held the massive cock in his hand.
"YES!" Misty screamed out hoping no one had heard her. She kept quiet from then on and answered him in her mind as she watched him please the young girl. Her hand moved in and out of her pussy. She looked down and couldn't believe that her whole hand was inside her body, and it felt so good. Just like a giant cock.
Misty watched as her hand moved in and out of her body and remembered that this was called 'fisting'. There were hundreds of web sites that she had seen, and it had turned her on seeing a man put his hand in a women's pussy so far.
"Oh GOD let me cum!" she cried pushing her hand deeper inside her body. She could feel her tender inner flesh, so soft, warm, and silky. Farther she pushed her hand in, she moaned as her wrist would enter and exit her body. "I want to cum!" Mist cried when she knew that this wasn't even going to help her.
Misty turned on her side, leaving her right hand inside her. Tears ran down her face as she heard John and his words of lust.
The next morning she woke up, her eyes were swollen from crying and her lonely pussy burned move than ever. Her hand was sticky from being inside her body, "Yuck! It was fun last night, but now it's kinda gross." Misty said moving to the shower to rinse off. She turned on the water and waited for it to warm up, then stepped in, "Oh yes!" she moaned as the water hit her swollen nipples, cascading down her stomach, running between her long legs to the spot that needed a man deep inside.
Tears filled her pretty eyes once more, as the need to have a man inside her began to overwhelm her body. Misty fell to her knees, "Please, let me cum just one time!" she cried as the warm water ran across her lonely body. Misty soaped both hands and began to caress her breasts. Gently at first, making sure she gave her nipples the attention they craved.
Her delicate hands moved down her stomach, making tiny circles, lower and lower until her fingers ran over her swollen clit. Her soft moans of lust filled the steamy bath, "Oh yes! John fuck me! Fuck me with your giant cock!" she moaned out as her fingers moved in and out of her very lonely body. Praying that she would get some relief from the constant burning that haunted her young and lonesome pussy.
Tears ran down her wet face, dripping on her beautiful unloved breasts. Breasts that needed loved and cared for. "I hate my life." Misty sobbed out. "Why can't I get a good man to make love to me?" she asked looking up to the heavens, hoping that she would get an answer, but nothing came, just like all the other times she had prayed for a good man in her life.
She sat on her feet enjoying the water running over her exposed body, praying that this misery would be over soon. As the water began to cool, Misty pulled herself from the floor and stepped from the shower, "I guess I better get my ass moving, John will be looking for me."
She gently wrapped in a big fuzzy towel and went to her dresser, "What shall I wear? Do I really want John turned on or do I just want to tease him nice and slow?" she thought to herself for a few seconds, then reached in the top drawer to pull out a see-through white knit blouse. She pulled it over her head, down her chest until it covered her aching nipples.
"Now, what would make this sexy ass and fine looking hips drive a man insane?" she looked through each drawer with care, wanting to find something that would make each of her great curves stand out, mostly the curve between her lonely legs. "Ahhh, here we go!" she moaned when she saw the blue spandex bike shorts she had bought last year. "John, I pity you today, my fine handsome, long cock friend!" Misty giggled pulling on a pair of blue panties.
Misty strolled down the street enjoying the warm sun hitting her face, breasts, and her hurting pussy mound. She ignored the boys driving by and their child-like catcalls to her. She was looking for a man; not some little college boy and she knew where he lived.
As she made her way to John's place she noticed some trucks on the street and in the driveway, "Wonder what's going on?" she asked aloud and saw men working on the neglected yard. "It's about time!" she said as the men stopped to look at her great body. It sent rushes of steaming blood straight between her legs.
'Sorry guy's, this pussy has one man in mind.' She said to herself, knocking on the door.
"COME IN!" Misty heard John yell out. "It's open." He added.
'GOD I hope I didn't over do it. If he wanted he could rape me with ease.' She thought looking down; she thought she could see a wet spot formed on the front of the spandex shorts. 'Can I really take something so big inside me? Will it hurt me?" she asked herself.
"Hello there!" John said as he opened the door. "Didn't you hear me yell?" he asked looking down her great body. Misty could hear him gasp for air as he looked over every inch of her. "Wow! You are on fire!" He said trying to pull his eyes to her face that's when he saw her red eyes and the enormous bags under them. "Are you all right?" he asked taking her hand, leading her into the house.