Chapter 16: Del Finds Himself at the Beck and Call of Demanding Women

Things were strained between Del and Nancy after he got home from school, not only because she had broken off their burgeoning romance, but also due to his concern about Helena’s text that contained picture evidence of him and his married landlady having sex. What did Helena want from him? he wondered.

After dinner, he headed over to Helena’s house at 6 PM, as ordered. The strawberry blonde answered the door, as usual, with a menacing grin on her pretty face. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and sweatpants today. “Right on time, slave.”

Del stared at her. Slave?

“Get in here.” He stepped in and she closed and locked the door behind him. “Ohh, now that you’re here, I don’t know what to make you do first.”

“What are your plans for that pic?” he asked her.

“Nuttin’,” she replied, “as long as you do what I say, obvs.”

“And if I don’t do what you say?”

She sighed. “It gets sent to Nancy’s husband, and terrible things happen. You ready to stop talking now?”

“Nancy’s a good person, Helena; she doesn’t deserve this.”

She stepped forward, the top of her head coming only as high as his chin. Del hadn’t realized how short she actually was. “She’s a cheating whore, and her husband deserves to know, don’t you think?”

He bit his tongue and scowled, realizing that yelling wouldn’t help the situation.

She turned back away from him. “Okay, so the pics are saved to my cloud, and I even printed ‘em out, in case you’re good enough at computers to hack my account.”

Del sighed ... Helena had prepared well. “What do you want me to do?”

She bounced, her B-cups bobbling about in her shirt. “Ooh, I was hoping I’d be inspired when you got here, but now ... too many options, and I can’t decide on any! Oh, I know...” She pulled out her phone and started typing. “I joined a Viewdit group for masters and slaves earlier today, so I’ll ask them what I should have you do. Hmm...”

Blip! Blip! Blip!

Her eyes lit up and she laughed, “Ha, awesome! C’mon up to Mom’s room.” He followed her up the ornate staircase to Trista’s bedroom. “Sit on the bed.”

She rummaged through her mother’s wardrobes and grabbed some things. “Wait here...” She went into the adjoining bathroom and closed the door. A few minutes later, she came out, still wearing the t-shirt, but now she had garters with dark, thigh-high nylon stockings on instead of her sweatpants. She dropped her phone onto the side table, climbed onto the bed, and nibbled her lower lip, reminding Del of her mother. Sitting at the head of the bed, she spread her legs and he could see that she also had some lacy black panties on.

She extended one long, slim leg. “Suck on my toes.”

He blinked. She had been wearing Chucks when he came in, so her feet were probably sweaty.

She frowned and reached for her phone. “How disappointing.”

Del grabbed her dainty, stocking-covered foot and shoved the toes into his mouth, grimacing as he started to suck on them.

“Mmm...” she sighed, smiled, and started typing again. A few minutes later, she said, “Dang, this person really likes nylons. Do you like my legs, Del? You can stop sucking.”

He let go of her toes. Despite the degradation of the act, his cock was getting hard. “Yes, you have gorgeous legs, Helena.”

“Just like my Mom’s?”

He considered. “Hers are gorgeous too.”

She was watching him very closely now. “Which do you prefer?”

He didn’t know how he should answer.

“Be honest ... I won’t get mad.”

“Your mom’s are more toned; she works hard to keep in shape. You’re naturally slim, so you don’t need to work out. Sorry, I think toned is better than slim.”

“Hm, I see ... take out your cock.”

“Uh...”

“NOW!”

Del got off the bed, pulled down his jeans and underwear, and stood there. At Helena’s direction, he sat back on the bed before her. Then she moved her feet down and took his cock between them.

“Umm...”

It was awkward, but she was determined. Soon, she was able to stroke up and down his rising erection between her stockinged feet, the nylon catching at the skin of his shaft as it rasped up and down. Del had never felt anything like it before.

“Why ... are you doing this?” he gasped.

“Because I want to. Why else?” She moved one foot so the arch of her foot pressed against his shaft and her toes grasped at the head of his cock while her other foot continued to stroke.

He was having trouble controlling his breathing. “Fuck, I’m gonna...”

“Yeah? So cool!” She moved her feet upon him faster until he grunted and shot his cum onto the bottom of her nylon-covered foot.

She kept stroking him, but it soon became overwhelmingly sensitive and he backed off, looking embarrassed.

She waved him away. “Okay, you can go, but make sure you’re ready for when I call.”

He pulled on his clothes and went home.

Helena pulled off the dripping stocking and sucked the foot of it into her mouth as she frigged her clit. Tasting Del’s sperm again, she quickly came, thrilling at the thought of what she did, and what she’d do to him next time.

Del got a call from his parents as he walked through the front door. “Hey, Mom! Yeah, just got home from my job.” He looked over and saw Nancy sitting on the couch, watching TV. He went into the kitchen to fix himself a snack. “Mm hm ... mm hm ... yeah, she’s taking care of me.”

Nancy glanced over and saw Del looking at her as he said that. She blushed but kept watching her show.

“Yep ... I’m making a new life here, Mom. Yeah, love you too ... say hi to Dad!”

New life ... Nancy’s hand caressed her midsection, thinking about the huge load of sperm Del had pumped into her that very morning. She had been careless, allowing the young man to plunder her vulnerable insides with his no doubt potent sperm as her body entered its fertile time of the month. She could feel her pussy moistening at the memory, but she had broken it off with him for good this time. She had called her husband, and he would be coming home early at her insistence.

She heard Del head downstairs to his suite and sighed. He still had Trista across the street to satisfy his urges, so he’d survive just fine.

Got a treat for you today! Cum over at 7pm

That had been from Trista the next day. Both the MILF-y blonde and her daughter were ordering him around now.

Helena opened the door for him, wearing only short-shorts and a sports bra today, with her strawberry blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her skin shone, and he thought that she might have been exercising. “Her bedroom ... come to mine after.” She gave him a wink.

“Trista?” He opened the master bedroom door to find the leggy blonde laying on her bed, completely naked, and she brought a friend! “Um...”

“Close the door, Del. This is Marietta, and she’s been looking forward to making your acquaintance after I told her about all the fun we’ve been having.”

“Uh, hi.” Del couldn’t believe how much this pretty, older Latina lady looked like a darker-skinned version of Nancy, with large breasts, a curvy body, and dark, shoulder-length curls instead of Nancy’s auburn tresses. She was likewise naked, her legs wide, with Trista’s face between them.