Losing Control Pt 01

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18.

Hello my name is Emma and I was finally on my way home from a hard day at court. I was a lawyer for a very well respected law firm. Our firm focused on defending the those that must would call guilty. Today I had helped clear a man that I'm pretty sure was guilty. I have never felt too bad about it before but for some reason today had left a bad taste in my mouth.

I had just turned 30 and had focused my life on my career. I had sacrificed friendships and relationships to chase my career and was now classed as very successful for my age. I had been earning very good money for a few years now and I brought myself a nice apartment in a decent part of the city.

As I drove into the underground car park of the apartment block I spotted him again. He was a young homeless man that appeared near the entrance a few times a week. I never really paid attention to him before but for some reason when I saw him I felt bad for him. Maybe it was something to do with the fact I had helped free a bad man today but I felt the need to do something nice in return.

As I made my way over to him I could see him eye me up and down, looking like he was getting ready to run. I was wearing a smart black dress fit for the courtroom. The dress helped show of my slim frame. My hair was tied into a smart ponytail.

"Hello, my name is Emma." I told him.

"Hello." He replied hesitantly. "I'm Luke."

"How would you like a shower and some food?" I offered him. He looked unsure at first but then he slowly nodded ok. I waved him to follow me and I made my way up to my place. I was on the 5th floor out of 6. Inside my place showed the large open planned kitchen come living room. The back of the room had large windows that made way to a large balcony. Either side of the living room had bedrooms. My larger room was to the left and my guest room was to the right. I called it a guest room even though it had never seen a guest. Both rooms had their own bathrooms.

I showed Luke the guest bathroom and left him to shower. While he was showering I ordered a couple of pizzas and waited on the sofa with the tv on. Luke spent a good 20-30 minutes in the shower before he came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. This was the first time I got a good look at him. He looked early 20s and was slim. His body looked like he used to take care of it but was now more skinny from lack of eating. He had dark brown hair and a scruffy beard. He was very handsome. Seeing him in just a towel made me very aware that I had not been with a man in a very long time.

"Thank you, I feel a lot better." He told me with a smile.

"Your welcome." I replied.

"I know this is cheeky, but could I wash my clothes?" He asked, holding his dirty clothes in one hand.

"Sure." I said, thinking that they would be clean before he finished the food I had offered him.

I showed him the washing machine and showed him how to use it and left him to put his clothes in. He came and sat down with me on the sofa in just his towel when he was done. I had no clothes to offer him while he waited.

"So if you don't mind me asking why are you sleeping rough?" I asked him. My job allowed me to not worry about asking hard questions. He seemed surprised I had asked so bluntly.

"I lost my job and my girlfriend broke up with me at the same time." He said when he recovered.

"So?" I replied.

"So, I had no money and I was living with my girlfriend at the time. I moved to the city for her and I don't know anyone here." He told me.

"Ok." I said, happy that I found out the answer to the question I asked.

"What about you?" He asked in return.

"What about me?"

"How does a girl afford a place like this on her own?"

"First thing I'm a women not a girl. And second I'm a lawyer." I told him harshly.

"Sorry." He muttered.

He was saved by the pizza arriving. We ate in silence and I tried my best not to steal looks at his half naked body. We finished eating and the washing machine finished. I showed him how to use the dryer so that he did not have to wear wet clothes.

"Sorry." He said again. I did not reply and I did not look at him. His towel and dropped a little lower and I did not trust myself to not stare.

"So how to do plan to get off the streets?" I asked him.

"I do some part time building work when I can." He told me.

"Is that it?" I asked him rudely.

"For now yes. It's not that easy you know." He said angrily.

"Sure it's not." I said. He still looked angry as the dryer beeped and he went and got his clothes. He went into the spare room to get dressed again. He was still angry when he came out.

"Do you think you are better then me?" He said harshly.

"Yes." I said with all honesty. He seemed to get even more angry.

"Thank you for the shower and the food. I will pay you back when I can. I will show you that your not better then me." He said and walked out of the front door.

Once he had left I was able to breath again. I got scared when he got angry as I was alone in here with him. For some reason I could also feel a slight wet patch in my panties. That night I got into bed and did my normal routine of pleasing myself with my vibrater. Only this time I thought of Luke and his half naked body and angry stare.

Over the next few weeks work became stressful as we got lots of new clients. Each night when I drove home I looked out for Luke. He would be their once or twice a week. I had thought a few times about given him the offer agin but I did not think he would accept after last time. He was starting to look rougher having not been able to shave in some time so I ordered a male shaver for him along with some other hygiene items. I kept them in the spare room if I ever felt the courage to speak to him again.

After a day spent speaking to a new client, who was a horrible man, I felt the same need to do something nice again. It was raining as I made my way home and saw Luke trying to take cover from it as I drove into the car park. I made my way over to him and made the same offer as last time. He seemed angry still but with a look at the rain he said yes and followed me to my place. Once inside I let him know about the shaver and other items I brought. Once he was in the shower I ordered pizza, my comfort food, and waited on the sofa again.

I had thought about buying him a robe to wear, but I was glad that I did not when walked into the room with just the towel around him. I felt a slight tingle in my pussy remembering what I had done last time he was here. He had used the shaver and he looked even more handsome with a cloaking shaved beard.

"Thank you." He told me when he sat next to me.

"You are welcome." I replied. The food arrived shortly after and we both ate in silence.

"Oh I forgot, can I wash my clothes again?" He asked. I nodded yes and he went to go out his clothes in the washing machine. I could not help but stare at him as the moves about. He did have a nice strong body.

"Why are you helping me?" He asked as he sat back down.

"Because I can." I told him.

"Do you like to feel better then me?" He asked.

"I am better then you." I replied arrogantly.

"Let me guess, it makes you feel powerful and in control of me." He sneered.

"I am powerful and I'm always in control." That was true. In my job I was always in control. That's what allowed me to be a successful lawyer.

"Ha." He laughed. "At least you are honest."

"I'm helping you because I can. So be grateful." I told him. When he had laughed he leaned back and his towel slipped down a little exposing the V towards his groin and I could not help but look. He noticed me looking and I quickly looked away. He gave a small smile as he did. The washing machine had finished and he got up to move his clothes into the dryer. Again I watched him as he moved. Again he caught me looking as he turned back to walk over. He did not sit back down, instead he stood in front of me sat on the sofa.

"I have a theory about powerful in control women." He said.

"And what would that be?" I replied coldly.

"You just have not found the right man to take charge." He laughed.

"Please." I snorted. "No man will take charge of me."

"Will see." He said. As he did he grabbed the towel and slowly opened it. I could not help myself and watched as he did. He opened the towel to reveal his cock. My eyes opened widened in surprise. I've had a few boyfriends in my time but they was all out to shame by the large cock in front of me. Even soft it was longer and thicker then most of them hard. Unlike his beard, which he had shaved so that he still had stubble, this was shaved smooth.

"For the right cock a girl would do anything." He told me as he grabbed his cock and slowly started to stroke it.

"I told you I'm a women." I said distracted by the display he was giving me. "I think you should leave."

"We both know you don't want that." He laughed. He was right. I could not stop looking at his cock as he stroked it. It was almost fully hard now and if I thought it was big before it was now huge. Easily 9" and thick, large veins ran up the sides of it to make it look even bigger.

"On your knees." He told me.

"What?" I said in a half confused state. He did not tell me again and instead leaned down to grab my shoulder and pull me forward and down until I was on my knees. I was now directly in front of his cock, it was even bigger from here. His hand that was in my shoulder moved to the back of my head. He slowly pulled me closer as his hand that was stroking his cock lined it up with my mouth. His cock touched my lips but I did not open them. I looked up at him to tell him no to find him smiling down at me. He used me opening my mouth to say no to slide his cock into it. My eyes widen it shock as the large tip of his cock filled my mouth. As it did I felt me panties soak.

"Theirs a good girl." He laughed as he slowly worked the tip of his cock in my mouth. I could not correct him as my mouth was full. After a few small thrusts into my mouth I did not think I wanted to correct him. My hands went to his thighs but I did not try and push him off. He took this as permission to carry on and used his grip on my head to push more of his large cock into my mouth.

I had never enjoyed giving blowjobs before and had always made excuses with past boyfriends not to. I had always preferred to be the one receiving the pleasure then giving it. I did not know if it was his cock or the way he was controlling me but I'm panties were dripping wet as he worked his cock in my mouth. He slowly fucked my mouth for a few minutes until I had saliva leaking down my chin. He removed his hand from the back of my head and I stopped with just the tip of his cock in my mouth.

"Carry on." He ordered. I looked up at him as he said it and did not move. If I carried on I would give all control over to him, something I had never done before. But I also did not want to stop. I did not break eye contact with him as I slowly worked more of his cock into my own mouth. He smiled down at me knowing that he had me.

"Good girl, suck my cock." He laughed. I did as he asked and started to work more of his cock into my mouth. It was so thick that it stretched my mouth and far to long for me to be able to get it all in. I moved my hand up to grip his cock at the base and my mouth could not reach my hand. I was able to stroke him and suck him at the same time. I soon had large amounts of saliva dripping down my chin onto me smart blue dress.

I carried on sucking his cock, confused to how I let this homeless man take control of me. The thought of not being the one in control was strangely freeing. It allowed me to enjoy sucking cock for the first time in my life. As I got more into it I started to work his cock harder. It was soon soaking wet in my spit and I tried to take as much of it into my mouth as I could. I could only manage to get half of it in. I must have been sucking his cock for over 20 minutes when he pulled it out of my mouth. I was sad when it left.

"You sure are a good cock sucker." He laughed.

"Thank you." I replied quietly.

"Do you want to keep sucking it?" He asked. I nodded.

"Ask me." He said. I had thought I gave him full control before but he was making sure now.

"Can I suck your cock again?" I asked him.

"Are you a good cock sucking girl?" He replied. I had always hated being called a girl. I had worked hard to gain the respect of my colleagues and demanded to be treated like a women.

"Yes." I told him

"Yes what?" He asked. I looked up at him and made eye contact with him.

"Yes, I'm a good cock sucking girl." I told him, giving up any last bit of control I might have had.

"You may suck my cock again."

"Thank you." I told him, and meant it.

I reached out and grabbed his cock again. It was still wet from my spit and I gave his full length a few stokes with my hand. I timed it so that my hand and mouth worked at the same time. My hand stroking his full length as my mouth just worked the top half. Every few minutes he would stop me so that he could take over and fuck my mouth himself. He would reach down and grab me by the ponytail to use it as a grip it forced my head up and down his cock. He would also use it to hold my head still so that he could thrust himself into my mouth.

Every time he stop I would start again. Working more and more of his cock into my mouth. I also started to suck harder and faster as I went. I was rewarded with grunts from Luke as I did. I lost track of time as the cock in my mouth became my sole focus.

His moans got louder before he grabbed my hair again and pulled his cock out of my mouth. His over hand began to quickly stroke it as he aimed it at my face. It happened to quick for me to react as I saw his cock explode at me. Rope after rope of cum hit my hair, forehead and left cheek. As the last bit leaked out of his cock he thrusted it back into my mouth. I could taste the cum on it and gave it a small suck to clean it.

"Still think you are better then me?" He laughed, looking down at my ruined face. My face was a mess of his cum and my spit. With his cock still in my mouth I gave my head a small shake to say no. He pulled his cock out of me and left me on my knees. I stayed their still in a daze and he quickly got dressed.

"Thank you for the shower and food." He said. I was able to break free from my daze enough stand up and wave him bye as he left. He had left me with his cum still on my face. I collapsed onto the sofa and quickly pulled my panties to the side so that I could work fingers into my pussy. I came hard in seconds. I laid their for a few minutes not being able to move. When I could move I made my way to the bathroom to looked at myself in the mirror. My face was still a mess but the cum had now dried. I could not believe the slut in the mirror was myself. I had a long shower before crawling into bed. I still grabbed my vibrated and pleasure myself into another hard orgasm thinking about his cock in my mouth again.

A few more busy weeks past and I still saw Luke a few times each week on my way home. I thought he might demand me to let him in my place and for me to please him again but he never did. He just nodded as I drove past him and for some reason I was always a little disappointed. I still thought about him every night, but I was scared to go speak to him. After yet another busy day I was driving home stressed when I saw him again. I had a bad day of being the one in control all day and the thought of not being in control for a bit excited me. So I went over to him and gave him the same offer as before. He agreed and I soon found myself on the sofa waiting for him to finish showering.

He came into the room wearing just his towel, to my disappointment. We made a bit of small talk as food came and we ate. When we finished he got up to put his clothes in the washing machine. He lounged back on the sofa and looked over at me.

"It's a bit unfair." He said.

"What?" I asked confused.

"That in sat here in just a towel while you are fully clothed." He told me. Today I was in a knee length skirt and white blouse.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked him.

"I thought you was the one always in control." He laughed.

"We both know I lost that last time." I said meekly. He almost looked surprised by that. Instead he smiled.

"Stand there." He said pointing in front of him. I did as I was told and stood.

"Remove your top." He ordered. I had committed to giving him control so I did as he asked and removed my blouse. I revealed my black bra that covered my perky boobs. Losing my top also showed my slim tight body. I exercised daily to keep in shape and was proud of my body.

"And the skirt." He said eyeing my body. Again I did not hesitate and unzipped and let my skirt fall. My matching black thong was out on show for him.

"Good girl." He told me. Being called a girl still annoyed me and he knew it. He laughed when grimaced.

"Now keep being a good girl and get on your knees." He told me and opened his legs to make space for me. I did as I was told and got to my knees. As I did he opened the towel to show his freshly shaved cock. He was still soft which annoyed me as I thought my half naked body would do something for him.

"You have to do more then just strip to get me hard." He said as if reading my mind. "Suck on my balls."

My sofa was low so I had to get on all fours to lean down to reach his balls. This gave him a nice view of my thong covered ass. He lifted his cock up so that I could get to his balls. I extended my tongue to begin slowly licking his balls, as I did I looked up past his cock to make eye contact. I licked one ball till it was wet before moving over to the other. As I looked up I could see his cock twitching as he got harder. I took one of his balls into my mouth to softly suck on it. This made his cock get fully hard. It was now resting on my face as I carried on sucking his balls.

"Just a few weeks ago, you sat here and told me that you was better then me." He laughed looking down at me. "And now you are half naked, on your knees, sucking on my balls. Do you still think you are better then me?"

I removed his ball from my mouth and sat back on my heels. "In some ways." I told him.

"And what about right now?" He asked with a smile.

"You do have a nice cock." I replied. He laughed out loud at that.

"You are something else." He said. "You may now suck my cock." I was more then happy to follow that order and lean forward again on all fours. With my hands busy holding me up I worked his cock with just my mouth. At this angle it was slightly easier to get more of his cock into my throat. It was still far to large to fit the entire thing in but I was able to get over half way before I started to gag. Being in just my underwear and giving him a view of my thong as I was bent over turned me on even more then just sucking his cock. I also liked to look up at him as I did to find him admiring his view. For someone that had never really enjoy the act of giving blowjobs I was surprised by how much I was enjoying it now. I'm not sure if his impressive cock was the reason or the control he had over me.

All my life I had fought hard to gain control and the stress of that and of the career I had chosen had always weighed on me. That stress and need for control had been the reason all of my relationships had failed. To finally give control over to someone else felt amazingly freeing. The fact it was a man, and one younger then herself, was humiliating. For some reason the humiliation was the cause for a lot of the wetness in my thong.

Unlike last time where he felt the need to take over and thrust into my mouth every now and again, this time he was happy to let me do all the work. This allowed me to get more comfortable with his large manhood. It also meant that it took longer for him to cum. I must have been working his cock for over 30 minutes before he told me to stop.