I volunteered to help him with his... Let's just say homework part 1

A little about myself my name is Nora I'm a 24-year-old female from subic Bay the Philippines. I've got a big family back home in the Philippines that I miss but I was one of the fortunate ones to be able to get out of the country. I went to work when I was 16 with a phony ID at one of the bars in subic. I was what you'd call a service girl or a waitress but in honesty it was just another name for prostitute. I worked for the first couple of years satisfying customers doing what needed to be done to help my family I wasn't a virgin when I went to work in the bar. At 14 my uncle introduced me to sex. For those that may feel sorry for me you shouldn't as the minute I understood what it was I was a willing participant. My uncle and I would sneak away at least two or three times a week to have an hour or two sexual session I felt rather bad for enjoying it but it is what it is I won't deny it.

Working in the bar I serviced many customers I was like all the other girls in the bar hoping to find the one customer that would take me away from it all my dream was the United States. Some girls wanted to go to England some wanted to go to Germany I wanted to go to the US. Of course I knew it was only a pipe dream something that couldn't come to be but we all have dreams. One night while working no different than other nights a gentleman came in dressed very nice smile on his face good attitude in the bar joking laughing having a good time. I took his order after his second or third drink and brought it over to him. He asked if I wanted to drink well whether I wanted one or not it didn't matter you had to take one when you worked in the bar and that's how I made my money I got a commission off each drink I sold or I accepted rather.

He asked me if I was interested in a bar fine that's what's called what a man wants to take one of the girls away from the bar usually for sex but for any reason. Hell yes of course this is where the money is made. I went and changed my clothes he made arrangements with the mamasan we finished the drink we were having and away we went. I found out he was 35 years old almost 20 years older than I was but that didn't matter because the money he paid me spent the same whether he was 35 or 100 years old. He asked me if I was hungry I told him a little bit and we stopped at Jollibee which is similar to a McDonald's in the Philippines it's there fast food go to place. We ate talked about family life. Upon leaving the restaurant we headed back to his hotel it was probably the most beautiful room I had ever been in since I had started working as a prostitute and I had been in probably 50 or more easily.

We talked a little while longer he explained to me he would prefer no condom as he had trouble finishing if he was forced to wear a condom. I told him I prefer condom but if he would promise to pull out and not finish inside me it would be okay. He did indeed promise and I trusted him he seemed different than other guys I've been with some guys just get on top pump away cum and it is over as fast as it started some guys like to go slow and easy like a girlfriend experience that's why most of them I make use a condom because I don't think they'll have the control to pull out once they're ready to shoot off.

The night was very successful it was fun it was one of the few times I enjoyed getting fucked when you get fucked for a living sometimes it's not always wonderful actually most of the time but it was nice he ate my pussy he was very gentle gently squeezed my nipples when he entered me it felt like a boyfriend instead of a customer he only lasted about 5 minutes but when he took his cock out and laid it on my stomach the sperm just flooded out of it down my stomach onto the sheets I didn't think it was going to stop. He rolled off we laid there smiling I thanked him for not filling me with his man milk as he promised.

I need to fast forward this story because he became a regular in the bar I probably saw him 30 or 40 times then one night when he came in he told me that his company was transferring him back to California. It was terrible I felt terrible and he actually cried I'm a prostitute he's my customer but it felt like more I think we both wanted more. In any event he ended up going back to California but we kept in touch telephone internet video calls. Told me he wanted to marry me and bring me to California. I asked him why he didn't tell me that when he was here in subic and he said he just wanted to be sure he was miserable without me there and wasn't excited knowing that I was selling my body every night while he was in California. He never criticized me for doing it cuz he understood I had to take care of my family.

So to fast forward I did arrive in California after he arranged for a k1 visa for marriage. We did get married and it's been wonderful no complaints at all absolutely done he takes great care of me I try to be a good wife because not many people get what they dream of and in my case it was being here in California. We lived in a small town called Daly City not far from San Francisco it had a large Filipino population which made me happy I met a lot of people had a lot of friends we would get together all the time for parties and such.

We moved into this duplex where another Filipina was living with an older American man similar to our situation they weren't married just living together along with his son who I guess was between 14 and 16. They both worked factory jobs long hours and the son was there by himself a lot his mother asked me since I was not working if I would go over and look in on him after school from time to time. If he was hungry maybe get him something to eat no problem he was a nice kid looked like your typical young boy from that age group. We kept keys to each other's house so we could look after it if need be. Well I had been going over probably 3 or 4 times a week make him a sandwich make sure everything was okay he really didn't need a babysitter but I didn't mind going over he was a nice kid we didn't have a lot in common and we didn't talk much I just went over helped him out if needed and that was pretty much it until his mother got home.

One day I went over let myself in as I always did I called but didn't see him I was beginning to worry I called out Brian are you home I didn't get any reply I knocked lightly on his door opened it up just a bit and I could see the back of a Playboy magazine and he was frantically jacking himself off. I didn't want to embarrass him so I slowly went back to the kitchen made a sandwich for him. I left I felt bad how hot I got even for the few seconds that I watched him pound his meat about 15 minutes later I went back knocked on the door and he answered he asked when I made the sandwich because he hadn't heard me come in. I told him I went in he was busy he looked a bit uncomfortable he was beginning to know that I had saw him knew what he was doing. He sat down started to eat I sat down and I told him Brian I want you to know I saw you masturbating I didn't want to disturb you but more importantly I want you to know that it's not a bad thing and it's not unusual and everyone does it and I mean everyone man and woman at one time or another have relieved there sexual tension.

He said he was only looking at a magazine he wasn't jacking off I told him I had watched him for a few seconds I knew what he was doing and again it was no big deal he asked me if I was going to say something to his parents. I told him no but I'm sure his parents knew because everybody at his stage of life does this it's not unusual. I asked him how long this had been going on if he didn't mind telling me he looked a bit uncomfortable and said that at a sleepover to friend's house his friend showed him how to do it and he said while he didn't think it was right it felt so good. I told him that's why people do it once it's discovered it's not something you can stop it's habitual like smoking or drinking or taking drugs it's not easy once you feel that first urge. He said after his friend showed him he started doing it to himself almost daily but he said it felt much better when his friend jacked him off the first time it felt better having somebody else do it he said. I told him of course most things in life are that way I told him I promised I wouldn't say anything to his parents and I would have kept that promise but now I had fuel for blackmail I know I'm a real cunt but I figured this could help us both out.

He finished his sandwich and I asked him point blank if I could jack him off. He said no it wouldn't be right I told him to think back when his good friend jacked him off and how it felt and how he said it felt better when somebody else did it. I told him it would be our secret of course but I just wanted to feel that young cock and the excitement that I could give it. He kept resisting and the more we talked about it I could see movement in his gym shorts so I knew that it would happen. I reached over and just touched his cock outside of the gym shorts I said my goodness you're already hard on. He shied away from me turned to go then turned back around and ask if it would indeed be our secret. I told him absolutely I didn't want my husband to find out the same way he didn't want his parents to find out.

My persistence paid off he agreed we went into the den where there's a large easy chair I had him sit in the chair slid his gym pants down to reveal a beautiful young cock standing straight out I reached for his balls and it looked as though he had none they had drawn up tight to the base of his cock and just the sack was empty I was excited thinking that it was churning away making a nice load for the occasion. I massage his sack and then slowly wrapped my hand around his cock and ever gently and slowly started to pump I wanted him to be able to last a little while I like the feel of this young prick in my hand but I could tell by his facial expressions it wasn't going to be long I went to the bathroom looking for some sort of lubricant found a bottle of baby oil that will work came back out put a little oil on the head of that cock and slowly but steadily stroked the oil is down the underside of his prick to his sack and I massaged it in at which time those balls fell into place God they were nice I remember thinking I can't remember when I've had a set of nuts like this and I've had a lot of cock.

I continued massaging and stroking his cock and balls he kept wincing and moving around I stopped for a moment and told him to please let me know when he was going to shoot most women will tell you there's nothing as exciting as watching a guy shoot his load and in my case it was going to be extra special to see this young cock explode I would bring him to the point of no return and then I would slow down I did this four or five times reaching down for those balls again they had tucked themself up under the base of his cock. I started as steady stroke one hand on the shaft and the other just massaging beneath the mushroom he grunted loudly and told me I'm going to cum. A moment later a flood of warm sperm boost from that beautiful young cock all over my arms my hands and the floor. I was absolutely amazed at the volume of sperm that he ejaculated because he had already jacked himself off earlier. I thought about my days when I was whoring at the bar how I was disgusted when the customers would come all over but this was different I enjoyed it immensely. I went and got a towel and cleaned him up wiped myself off told him I better be getting back to my place my husband would be home soon. This had gotten me so hot my husband was going to have the time of his life when he got home and wouldn't understand how I got so worked up. I reminded him it was our little secret he asked me if we would be able to meet again. I asked him although I knew the answer if he was a virgin he said yes he had only been stroking himself off. I told him let's see how well he keeps his secret and maybe we can change that. In part two I'll tell that story.