Chloe, An adventure that followed Maria and Guadalupe

(Part 1 from 1)

Chloe, An adventure that followed Maria and Guadalupe
Chapter 1

After Maria and Lupe left, I placed another ad and interviewed many more young women. The one I want to share with you is about a young 18 year old runaway who had barely survived one week on the streets before answering the ad.

Chloe was very nervous. She had run away from her home near San Antonio and had found out the hard way that she was simply incapable of living on the streets. She was a tall, 5’10”, well-proportioned, fleshy (I’d guess about 38C-28-40) young girl and weighed about 145 lbs. I especially liked her flaring rounded ass. I really don’t like flat-assed women and have always preferred more flesh than bony-slim. She was wearing faded blue jeans, sandals and a rainbow-colored t-shirt. I could see she had a bra on as well.

She wondered if there was any way that this job might provide room and board as well. I explained that any options were possible if I felt she were compatible with my needs. I went through the normal list of duties at my home and explained that she could have no friends over, would be expected to take care of my home. She would be responsible for food shopping and meal preparation, along with all cleaning and laundry. In addition, due to my bad lower back, she might need to learn how to rub loose the tense muscles whenever I might ask. She said she had no experience with doing that but would try as she really, really did not want to be back on the streets.

So, I showed her around the house and after gradually feeling that she was actually extremely naïve and had simply bitten off more than she could chew by running away from home, I agreed that we would try one week of probation. I told her that if there were ANY instances of ANYTHING being stolen or missing, she would have to go. 


I then showed her the guest room and told her to get her things (she only had one backpack), unpack and come into the den. I asked her if she had any concerns about any part of the job. She said she knew how to clean and do laundry as she had been required to do this when she lived with her mother and stepfather. But she had never had a job before and hoped I would have patience and correct her if there was anything she wasn’t doing right. I told her I liked that attitude and asked her if she would be OK with rubbing my lower back. She explained that she wasn’t sure what I wanted her to do. I said, why don’t I show you what to do and then you try it. I will go slow and make sure she understands. She thought that would be good. I told her to lay down on her stomach after I set up the massage table. Then I asked her to lift up her hips a little so I could raise her t-shirt up. I rubbed some oil in my hands and started to rub from the center of her lower back out to the sides, feeling the nice little love-handles at her sides. Then I asked her to raise up just a little more and to undo her belt so that I could lower her jeans a couple inches. I explained that my lower back problem was really sciatica and went from my lower back down my left leg. So the massage would really have to be at the very bottom of my back and top of my butt. She lifted herself up, unbuckled her belt, unsnapped the jeans and lowered the zipper just a little. After she put her head down again, I gently started lowering her jeans and used my hands to indicate for her to lift her hips just a little. I got her jeans to the top of the swell of her ass. This accomplished, I went back to explaining my strokes which no were really on the top of her butt, stroking from the middle out to the sides. Each stroke spread the top of her buttcrack. I asked her if she was nervous and she said she was ok so far. I asked her if she could feel how I wanted her to do it. She said she thought it wouldn’t be that hard. I turned so that my hands could push down from her lower back over her asscheeks. I explained that these strokes would loosen the tension around the nerve. Each stroke rubbed against her jeans and I told her I was going to lower them just a little more so I wouldn’t get oil on them. She lifted her hips again and I heard her take a deep breath. I knew she was getting more nervous now. After a couple of strokes, I stopped and asked if she was ready to try it on my back now. She agreed quickly. I am sure she wanted to get her jeans pulled back on. 

After she pulled up her jeans while still laying on her stomach, she jumped down from the table. I asked her if she would mind if I removed my pants as I didn’t want them to get oily. She said that didn’t bother her at all. So, I removed my pants (she turned away while I did this, pretending to look at the bookcases) and shirt, leaving me with my boxers on. I lay down on the table and told her I was ready. I told her to first start by resting her palms on my lower back with no oil. Just rest them on my skin and feel the tension. She said she could feel the tightness. Then I told her to put some oil in her hands and rub them together until the oil was warm. Then, i told her to begin in the middle of my back and rub to the sides without getting my boxers oily. She did this once and then lowered my boxers about 2 inches. After another 2 strokes, I told her she was doing great and to move her strokes just a little lower and to go over the top of my butt. Once again, to avoid getting my boxers oily, she lowered them down another two inches onto the swell of my ass. Several more strokes occurred and I lifted up my hips a little and spread my legs indicating to her to move her strokes a little lower. Then I asked her if she would be OK to just take my boxers off so she could massage my left buttock more as my experience had told me that this was what really helped with the pain. She took a deep breath and without replying, hooked her fingers into the top of my boxers and slowly pulled them down my legs and removed them. I told her this was much better and now she wouldn’t have to worry about getting any oil on them. Then I told her to put lots of oil all over my butt and upper thighs

As she was oiling up my buttocks and thighs, I shifted my weight again and spread my legs to the edge of the table. I told her to follow her instincts and to start rubbing from the bottom of my back, down over my butt onto my thigh. She did this several times. Since my cock was growing slightly, I shifted my weight again and reached under myself to move it down so that it was between my legs. I knew she could probably see it now. She continued to stroke my left side, trying to ignore it. Her breathing was becoming a little more irregular and she asked if the pain was gone yet. I said it was much better but wanted her to rub both buttcheeks. I told her to get on the table and sit in between my legs so it would be easier for her. She got on the table and began rubbing both sides of my ass and lower back. I once again shifted my hips up and asked her to rub the middle of my thighs too. She was so tentative not to let her thumbs get close to my butt crack that I needed to reassure her not to worry about that. I rolled my thighs out to the sides and told her to do my inner thighs too. My cock was still growing and I knew it was very obvious to her I was getting excited. She continued to massage my inner thighs, always moving her hands onto the top of my thighs so as not to accidentally touch my cock, which lay against my left inner thigh.

I asked Chloe if she was still OK and she said she thought most of the tension was gone now and asked if that was enough. I told her to keep rubbing my inner thighs all the way to the top of them and to move my cock to the middle so she wouldn’t hurt it. She touched it with two fingers and placed it in the middle of my legs. I told her it felt really good and not to worry if her hands accidentally brushed my balls. It was more important to get to the top of my inner thighs. With each stroke, my legs were pushed open wider and I now knew she could probably see my asshole. I told her to keep this up and really work on the middle of the butt too. I told her to rub over my crack and put some oil on my balls. I said she could massage my balls too. Now, she was brushing my balls and her thumbs were on the edges of my crack with each stroke. She asked again if all the tension was gone yet. I told her we were getting close to finishing. Then, I got on my knees, leaving my head on the table and stuck my ass back right close to her face. I said before we finish, I wanted her to put some more oil in her hands and to hold my cock with her left hand and with her weight, to press her other palm on my lower back. I told her this would be the last thing we would do. She took hold of my cock with her freshly oiled palm and knelt up to get her weight on her other hand resting on my lower back. My cock was growing inside her palm and began twitching. After 1 full minute of letting her palm become acquainted with my, now, rock-hard cock, I told her to sit back and remove her hand from my lower back but to keep holding my cock. I told her I was going to turn over and for her not to let go. I adjusted my legs and threw one leg over her head and rested on my back. Her hand was still holding my fully engorged cock and her eyes were looking away. I started to talk to her and asked her to look at me. I told her to use both hands and to point my cock upward. I wanted her to stroke it up and down as this would be the final thing to release all tension in my lower back. I asked her if she had ever masturbated a man before and she said she hadn’t. I told her to move forward on the table a little and not be afraid. As she began stroking my cock up and down with both hands, I reassured her that she was doing great. I said to use her right hand to massage my balls while her other hand continued stroking. I shifted my weight down so that my inner thighs now rested against her knees. I rolled my eyes in pure pleasure and told her to look into my eyes so she could see my pleasure. I then stopped rather abruptly saying she should remove her blouse so we wouldn’t get any semen on it. She said it was OK, she had another t-shirt and would just wash it. But I insisted saying it would speed my orgasm up if I could see her body more. She reluctantly and with a little snort of resentment, removed her hands from my cock and balls and pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, revealing very nice breasts pushed up by a turquoise bra that was probably one size too small. I moved my hips down further to rest on the tops of her knees and told her to continue. After several more up and down strokes and massaging my balls, I again stopped to say she had to take her bra off too as I would feel very guilty if some of my semen shot the wrong way and got it dirty. She was not happy about this and told me not to worry, she could wash it. I said, no, I would still feel guilty. She now frowned as this was going way way further than she liked, but seeing no other option, she reached around and unhooked it. Then leaning forward, she pulled it away from her breasts and out fell two perfectly rounded fleshy globes, nipples pert with her own excitement and embarrassment. She quickly began stroking again and told me to hurry up so she could get dressed. I told her to go slow. I pushed my hips higher onto her thighs and told her to hold my cock in between her breasts while she stroked. Now, her breasts bobbed up and down while her hand stroked my cock in between them. I moved my hands up and held both breasts. She was now willing to let me do anything if it helped me to come more quickly and get this over with. I moaned and squeezed her breasts while she used one hand to stroke my cock and the other to massage my balls. I sat up and pulled my hips off her thighs and told her to lay back, I was just about ready to shoot. She adjusted her feet and lay back and I sat on her chest and moved her hands to the sides of her breasts and told her to use her tits to stroke my cock which I held down in the middle of her breasts. I pressed my cock into her sternum and watched my cock push back and forth in between her squashed together breasts. I kept telling her I was almost ready to shoot and not to stop. I told her to keep looking into my eyes as that would help. Then I removed her hands from the sides of her breast and put her arms in between my knees and her side, locking them from moving. I moved my hands to the sides of her breasts and began fucking her tits harder. Still looking into each other’s eyes, I could see and feel her fear as she tried to get her arms loose to protect her face. I lifted my cock up and let a huge stream of cum shoot over her neck and up onto her face. She struggled to get her hands free and turned her head to the side. I held her arms tight with my knees and put my hands on both sides of her head telling to look into my eyes. My cock was now right over her face, dripping cum onto her lips. I told her not to get scared. I let my cock brush her face, dragging more semen over her face and spreading out the globs already there. I then grabbed my cock and pushed it around her lips and told her to open just a little and taste my cock and then we would be done. As she opened her mouth, I told her to use her tongue. With a look of disgust, she tasted the end of my cock with her tongue. I moved it just inside her lips as I held her head. 

I stopped then. Leaning down, I kissed her on the forehead and told her that she was very brave. I got off the table and gave her a towel and told her to take a shower and return to the den. When she returned, I told her that I knew she might not like the massaging part of the job now that she knew what it entailed and would pay her 100.00 just for today if she wanted to leave. However, if she were willing to give it a try for a full week, I would make sure she would be very well paid for the entire week. After that, she could leave or stay, no strings attached. She said she would stay for one week and think about it after that. She really needed to get off the street away from all those dangerous predators. At least here, she had a safe place to sleep, a shower and plenty of food.

To be continued...

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