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, with that 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 off, 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'll 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.
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