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Homeless girl, I know you’re gonna say yuck, but this one was different. I’ve always had this urge to rescue women. I’ve always been drawn to it. I mean, women are some of the cutest creatures in the world. Their cute face, their eyes, their soft skin, their smell and their beautiful shapes. I take almost everyone for an angel, and then I usually get burned. They say women are the devil’s creatures. They also say that only men can really love, when a woman loses a man it’s like losing a father, when a man loses a woman it’s like losing a daughter and that’s much worse. There is nothing stronger than the love between a man and a woman, they are the strongest team.
Well to get back on topic, this homeless woman was different, yes man just has prejudices. When you see them out and about, not trying, living day to day, drunk, stoned and annoying. But everyone isn’t like that and a lot of people don’t realise that, anyone can hit rock bottom and no one knows what has happened to them in their life, not everyone is that mentally strong either.
I met her by chance, I saw her for the first time and I thought wow. She was in her 30s, dressed nicely for a homeless woman, if you met her outside you wouldn’t even think she lived outside. Her clothes were clean, she smelled good and she was even well groomed. Painted up, nice dark hair. I met her in this kind of collective where she started dating, the first day I was just looking at her and the next day I started flirting with her. We spent more and more time together, and I hung around her like a butterfly around a flower. One day I even bought flowers and brought them to her, saying I’d like to ask her out. She was literally shocked. It was the first bouquet she’d ever received. I learned that she really didn’t have it easy, she lost her parents and her love in an accident. She just couldn’t handle it mentally and ended up on the streets. She liked to drink, yes, but she didn’t overdo it. It was clear to me that it wouldn’t be easy for her and that it would take a lot of work to get her back to a normal life.
But that’s just the way we guys are, when we love we don’t address a woman’s financial situation, we don’t address what schools she’s in, what kind of work she does, or if she has any flaws. Women are different in this, they have x demands what they expect from a guy and if something doesn’t suit them they won’t give you a chance. My hope is that if she meets a normal guy for the first time in her life she will respect him. But as it happens some women are incorrigible, they complain that they can’t find a good and nice guy and when one shows up they still want the bastard. We’ll get to that later…
Anyway, she said yes to my date, I took her into town, took her to dinner, we talked and had a nice time. We even kissed that night. We saw each other every day at the collective and got to kiss and caress each other at every opportunity, there was a lot of passion. After about a week we went to a hotel together, she already knew I was into nice lingerie and nylons so we went to the store together and picked out some nice lingerie for her. We went into the shower and kissed, caressed and groped each other the whole time. I got out of the shower and went to sit on the bed. She came in after a while, put on the nice underwear and was very sexy. She walked up to me with a slow step and immediately knelt down next to me. She started stroking my thighs and on my cock through my boxers. She slowly pulled it out and you could tell she was very experienced and had had enough guys. She started sucking my cock hungrily, but without her hands all the way down my throat. I have never experienced a better blowjob, to have a woman fuck my dick with her mouth and so regularly and quickly in long strokes, it didn’t take a few minutes and she made me come without holding it in her hand.
I was done with her, I rolled her onto the bed, she spread her legs and I leaned over her, I started kissing her on the lips, on her neck just cup by cup. I was in no hurry until her chest heaved more and more, she started moaning softly. I was enjoying her beautiful legs in her silk panties and she promptly started jerking off between my feet, which immediately made it rise again. I stroked her thighs, wanting to taste her, licking her pussy, nice and slow. I opened her tongue, licked and sucked her pussy, she was so wet that my mouth was all sticky. Gently and slowly I fucked her first with one finger and then added another. She was writhing and holding the sheet tightly, just repeating softly you’re amazing, I’m coming. I came with my mouth until her pussy started to clench. Then she knelt down on 4 put her thighs together and I put my dick between her thighs, it felt very nice to put my dick between her thighs when she was wearing nylons. Then I couldn’t take it anymore and pushed it into her from behind, she had a narrower waist but such a tight ass, her tits were smaller but firm. I held her tightly by the hips and slowly fucked her. We started changing positions and had several orgasms in a row.
After about a month, we started living together and her addiction started to show. She tried to hold out the whole time, but then she needed alcohol and drugs. Her so-called friends who were also homeless started coming to see her. I tried to let her know that I loved her and to stop, but when someone is addicted it’s not easy. I was sitting at the table with her and there was a guy across from us. So they’re talking and she’s trying to get her meds and he’s going after her and I recognize it and I said what the hell? She said right in front of me what do you want. I kept sitting in the living room and she went to the bathroom, he went to the toilet for a while. It was two separate rooms next to each other, the bathroom and the other toilet. They didn’t come for a long time so I went to look in the hallway.
I walked quietly and stood around the corner, I could hear them whispering. She was telling him see you’ll get it for me and he was sighing, I peeked my head out cautiously and saw her standing in the hallway with her back to me and the bitch kneeling by him sucking him off. I didn’t know what to do but it turned me on, I let her finish and went back to the living room. They walked in and said their goodbyes.
I bought her a beer and she started drinking that night. I told her again to stop it and she came up to me and grabbed my hair and as she was very drunk she told me not to fuck with her! I told her I saw her doing it in the hallway with that guy. She said I know, so what? I’m gonna do whatever I want! Then she went to the bathroom, left the door open and started pissing in front of me and smiling at me. When she was done she told me to go right over and stick my fingers in her, I was excited about what a bitch she was so I did what she wanted. You liked that, didn’t you? Me sucking his dick! I didn’t say anything back. She was wet and I was finger-fucking her cunt in the toilet. I was still offended and didn’t talk to her that night. I even went to lie down on the sofa and didn’t follow her into the bedroom.
I watched TV and then fell asleep, I usually sleep hard. But not this time, I was woken up by her coming to me in the night. She ripped the blanket off me and said I needed a dick. She pulled it out and started sucking me off, I told her no! I don’t want it! Shut up, she told me. She climbed on the bed and got on top of me and stuck it in her cunt. I squirmed like what was she doing and to stop, she slapped me and said she knew full well what a pervert I was and would just let me take care of her and she would do whatever she wanted. At the same time, she was kneeling on my dick and fucking me hard. You’re getting out of the apartment tomorrow, you understand? I have to fuck him for the drugs, or you’ll be in the other room! Since the bitch was turning me on so much and I couldn’t get enough of her wet cunt riding my cock up and down roughly so I just nodded in agreement. A few more thrusts and I started squirting and she came at the same time with me…