On Her Nees

Part 12 in a series of stories of women performing oral sex.

All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.

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She heard them arguing again, this time outside her front door. Melanie was in the kitchen getting dinner ready, too far away from the door to actually hear what they were arguing about, but she had a basic idea of what it was about. It was mostly her sister, Karen, berating her boyfriend, Tyler, over whatever nonsense she could come up with. She could never understand what Tyler saw in her sister; he was too much of a nice guy to put up with her sister's craziness.

When they were finally done arguing, they knocked on the door and Melanie went to greet them with a smile. She did her best to pretend that she didn't hear them arguing that whole time.

"Sorry, we're late," said Karen as they entered Melanie's apartment. "Tyler took the long way to get here."

"There was a detour because of some roadwork," said Tyler.

Karen snapped at him. "You could've driven faster to make up for the time if you didn't drive like a grandmother."

Melanie knew about the roadwork Tyler was talking about. The detour took them into a residential zone, so speeding up there to make up the time would've gotten him pulled over by the police.

Melanie invited them over to dinner to celebrate her getting a new apartment. It was the first time she had lived on her own. She was 25 and needed to get out of her mother's house, especially since she had gotten remarried. She had nothing against her stepfather, but with him moving into their small house, she never got any privacy, so she decided it was time to get out of there.

She was encouraged by her sister, who moved out of the house over a year ago and got an apartment with Tyler, saying it was the best thing they ever did. At least that's how it was for Karen. From what Melanie could see, Tyler only got more miserable every time she saw him.

During dinner, Tyler let the two sisters chat away as much as they wanted, and he just stayed quiet as he ate. He was surprised at how good of a cook Melanie was, considering how awful Karen's cooking was. He got used to it over the last year, but he was finally glad to be getting a well-cooked meal.

He had tried to get in on their conversation a few times, but Karen either told him to be quiet or insulted him for his comments. Even when he tried to compliment Melanie on how good her fish recipe was, Karen still found a way to put him down. Meanwhile, Melanie had to stay quiet every time she saw how badly she treated Tyler.

She loved her sister dearly, but couldn't stand how badly she was treating her boyfriend. She had tried to talk to Karen about how she treated Tyler. She admitted she was sometimes tough on him and vowed to change, but she soon forgot about it.

"So how do you like finally living on your own?" Karen asked.

"It's wonderful. The best part of it is now having to hear mom having wild sex with Wally down the hall."

"I didn't think the old dog still had it in him," said Karen. "Maybe he could give Tyler a few lessons; he could use them."

Tyler just looked away when Karen said that and took a bite of his meal. Melanie said nothing during the awkward silence of having to hear her sister ridicule her boyfriend's sexual performance right in front of him. She did think it was odd, considering when she was alone with her sister, she would brag about how good he was in bed and what a nice dick he had.

"So, you got no problems here?" Karen asked about the apartment.

"Well, there are a few things that need to be worked on around here. I've been trying to get the landlord to fix them, but according to my neighbors, it's almost impossible to get him to come around to do anything."

"Tyler could probably help," said Karen. "Fixing things around the house is the one useful thing he's good at."

There was another awkward silence before Tyler finally spoke.

"Sure, I'll be happy to help," he told them.

"Great, he'll come by tomorrow around noon. Just tell him what you need so he can get the necessary stuff," said Karen, turning her head to Tyler. "And don't be late getting here again."

"I won't," he replied sullenly.

Melanie was going to say he didn't have to come; she didn't want to take advantage of his generosity. But seeing how Karen had been treating Tyler, she figured a day away from her might do him some good.

After dinner, they watched a movie on Netflix with popcorn. During that time, they had too much fun watching the movie for Karen to berate Tyler, until the movie was over and she somehow blamed him for the bad tasting popcorn that Melanie thought was alright.

Before they left, Karen got Melanie to write out a list of what she needed fixed in her apartment for Tyler to be ready for. When they left, she heard Karen arguing with Tyler as they walked down the hall towards the elevator.

The next day, Melanie got ready for Tyler. She got some sandwiches ready for him to thank him for helping her with her apartment. He came just before noon, and as soon as he got there, he had to text Karen that he had arrived to show her that he wasn't going to be late.

"Thanks for coming. I really appreciate it," said Melanie.

"It's no problem; I'm glad to help," he replied. "Where do we begin?"

"How about we have lunch first?" Melanie suggested.

She led Tyler to the kitchen table, where she had her sandwiches and sodas ready. Tyler looked like he was in heaven. He said they looked like the sandwiches they put in TV commercials that you never actually see in the stores. He was about to take a bite of his first sandwich before he stopped.

"I don't know if I should eat this," he told her. "Karen doesn't like it when I eat food with this many carbs or calories."

With a slick smile, Melanie replied, "Karen is not here. She doesn't have to know what you're eating."

They sat down and ate their lunch. Tyler was having the time of his life eating her delicious sandwiches. He claimed the only sandwich Karen ever made him was whatever pre-made sandwich they made at the local supermarket. The topic kept changing to Karen, and Melanie did whatever she could to talk about anything else.

Tyler wasn't always this whipped; when Melanie first met him, he was a cool, fun guy with a great sense of humor. She actually had a crush on him when she first met him and asked Karen if he had a brother just like him who she could set her up with. But over time, Karen just chipped away at his confidence, and he was no longer the cool guy she crushed on, but a punching bag for Karen.

When they were done eating, Tyler went to work. First, he patched up some small drywall damage in the living room and her bedroom. The rooms looked brand new when he was done. He said he still had to paint the walls when the spackle dried, so they went on to other things to fix in the meantime.

Next, he fixed the bad outlet in the kitchen and replaced it with a better and safer outlet for the kitchen. He did the same thing in her bathroom; she didn't realize how close she was to electrocuting herself when she used water near those outlets.

He then fixed the kitchen sink, which was leaking heavily, and even fixed the sprinkler, which wasn't working. Afterwards, he fixed the wiring of the sconce by the door, added a second lock to the front door, and fixed a couple of loose tyles on the bathroom floor.

"This place looks good, but it has a lot of problems," said Tyler. "I hope you're not paying too much in rent.

"The rent is very reasonable, but now I see why."

Melanie was impressed with how skilled he was at fixing everything around the house. What she wasn't impressed by was how much he kept talking about Karen and hoped she approved of how good of a job he was doing. Each time he did that, she tried to steer the subject to something else. She liked Tyler, but she was getting annoyed with how pathetic he sounded when it came to Karen.

When everything else was done, they saw that the spackle was fully dry, and Tyler decided it was time to paint the walls. It would be the last thing he had to do before he left.

He had trouble opening the paint can. He did everything right to get it open, but for some reason, it was stuck more than it usually would have been. Melanie leaned in close to see if she could help, and that's when Tyler got the can open and some paint splashed out at Melanie and hit her t-shirt. It was only a little paint that hit her, and she was glad I didn't go down her shirt. But it was still one of her favorite shirts, and she was a little upset about it.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," said Tyler.

"It's OK, it's only a little paint," she assured him.

"Please don't tell Karen I did that," he begged.

Melanie was annoyed by how he had to make this about Karen.

"It's alright, I'll just change my shirt," said Melanie, as she tried to hold back her contempt for Tyler.

"I was doing so well, now Karen will be so mad at me."

"ENOUGH WITH FUCKING KAREN ALREADY!!" Melanie yelled. "Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you? Not everything is about her. Why are you such a wimp? For crying out loud, act like a man!"

Tyler was stunned by how Melanie yelled at him. There was a long awkward silence before Melanie said she was going to clean herself up and walked away.

She went to her bedroom and left the door wide open. She took off her shirt and dropped it on the floor. She wasn't sure if she could get it cleaned or not, so she put it aside until she figured it out. She looked at herself in the mirror, just wearing her bra and jeans; she took a good look at herself to make sure no paint actually got through the shirt and was glad to see that it didn't. She took a deep breath and wondered what she was going to do about Tyler after she had just yelled at him.

Tyler appeared in her room; not expecting Melanie to be in her bra, he quickly turned his head.

"Sorry, I just wanted to apologize," he told her.

"Then apologize," she told him.

"Don't you want to put something on?"

Melanie could see how much he was struggling to keep his head turned away while still trying to take peeks at her. She couldn't blame him; he was a guy and she was just standing in there in her bra after all. But she didn't feel like putting a shirt on right now.

"I'll do it later, just make your apology. And I don't care how I'm dressed; you better look me in the eye when you say it."

Tyler turned his head back to Melanie. He was surprised to see this beautiful young blonde woman just standing there in her jeans and white low-cut bra that showed off much of her decent-sized D-cup breasts. He knew he wasn't going to be able to look away at her like this, so he just went ahead and looked to say what he needed to say.

"First, I'm sorry about your shirt. I'll pay you back for it," he began to say.

"It's OK, after all the free work you did today, the cost of one shirt is no big deal."

Tyler continued, "And I'm sorry for constantly bringing up Karen and worrying about how she feels. I know I pathetic I've been sounding, I'm not proud of myself either. You're absolutely right; I've become a total wimp. I never used to be like this."

"I remember, you used to be a lot cooler," Melanie replied. "It's alright. I grew up with Karen. I love her, but I know how difficult she could be."

Tyler smiled. He seemed happy that Melanie was able to forgive him. Melanie was glad to see him smile, but what she was also glad to see was that boner that was forming in Tyler's pants. She could tell from what she was able to see that he was packing a good-sized dick.

She thought about it for a moment and had an idea; something that could help Tyler out with his confidence issues. It was a crazy idea, and she couldn't believe she had even thought of such a thing, but it was one she was willing to try.

She walked around Tyler and closed the door behind him. Before Tyler could say anything, she pushed him up against the door. He was surprised by how strong she was to push him like that. Melanie pushed her body against Tyler, letting him get a good feel of her tits against his body; she wanted him to be extra aroused for what she was going to do to him. She began unzipping his pants and put her hand inside of it. She moved past the opening of his boxers and grabbed the shaft of his dick.

"What are you doing?" said Tyler.

"I'm not going to fuck you," she assured him. "What I am going to do is give you something that you desperately need."

"But we shouldn't be doing anything at all."

"Then you can either be a wimp and stop me, or be a man and let me continue," she replied.

She pulled out his dick through his pants, spat in her hand a few times, and began stroking his dick. She was worried that Tyler was going to stop her, even mention Karen's name, but was relieved when he didn't do either. He just laid back against the door, looking down at her left hand as she was pleasuring him. Her beautiful fingers were rapidly but softly stroking his shaft, swirling over his head with each upstroke.

Katie enjoyed feeling his large dick in her hands; it was like stroking a steel rod with skin. She would pick up the speed to get him excited, but knew when to slow down so he wouldn't finish too fast. Melanie had developed a good handjob technique over the years. She hadn't slept with that many men in her life, never wanting to open her legs to just any man who took her out. But she found a good handjob was enough to keep some men at bay.

Tyler reached up with his hand and grabbed Melanie's breast over the bra. She could tell how hesitant he was about doing that, as if he wasn't sure if he was allowed to grab her tit. When he saw that she was OK with it, he began fondling her tit.

To make it easier for Tyler, Melanie reached around her back with her free hand and unclasped her bra. She let the bra fall off of her, briefly having to let go of Tyler's dick, and let it fall to the floor. Tyler got a good look at Melanie's beautiful breasts; they were so much better than Karen's. This time, he reached up with both of his hands to feel them both as Melanie continued to jerk him off.

As he gently kneaded her breasts, Melanie was starting to get turned on herself. His hands felt amazing and she could feel herself getting wet from how well he was feeling her up. As she was getting more excited, she found herself stroking his dick faster and with more intensity.

Melanie thought about just keeping it at a handjob, but she couldn't resist wanting to do more with Tyler. She slowly got down on her knees, opened her lips wide and took his dick into her mouth. She kept her lips perfectly sealed around his shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth.

"Oh, damn, this feels so good," said Tyler.

She went slow at first, letting her mouth get used to the size of his dick. The she slowly picked up the pace. Sometimes she stopped to focus on the tip a little as she stroked his shaft, and other times she deep throated him, making gagging noises that she knew men liked to hear.

Tyler groaned in pleasure from having his dick sucked perfectly by this incredibly gorgeous woman. He knew it was wrong to be getting this from his girlfriends' sister, but at that moment he didn't give a damn about Karen, he just wanted to enjoy himself.

At one point Melanie focused her mouth on his balls as she stroked him. Tyler loved that move; he could never get Karen to do that for him. Melanie enjoyed a licking a man's balls; not many women enjoy that move, but she always got a kick out of it.

After a couple of minutes of playing with his balls, she went back to sucking his dick again. She was surprised at how long he was lasting with her. She put her free hand down her pants, moving past her panties, and began playing with herself. She was now getting herself off as she was getting Tyler off at the same time. Tyler could see what she was doing and it was getting him more excited.

Tyler was breathing heavier as his dick was becoming more swollen, and Melanie knew what was going to happen next. She realized she didn't have any tissues or towels nearby because she had not planned this at all. She pulled his dick out of her mouth, angled his erection at her chest as she began stroking him with great intensity. Soon, streams of warm white fluid shot out at Melanie and landed on the top of her breasts. When he was done ejaculating, she did her best to squeeze out whatever was left in his dick before it went completely soft.

Melanie stood up as Tyler stuffed his dick back into his pants. When she looked down at her tit, she noticed how much of it was covered in cum. She had guys cum on her tits before, but she was never covered in that much before.

"Wow, you really needed that release, didn't you?"

"Yes, you have no idea how good that felt," said Tyler, looking very relaxed.

The bathroom was next to the bedroom, so she politely asked him to get out of the way so she could clean herself up. She got a good look at herself in the mirror; she thought she looked kind of sexy with her tits covered in cum the way they were. She thought about getting her phone to take a picture of the moment, but she decided she didn't want to keep any evidence of what she had just done with her sister's boyfriend. Instead, she washed off her tits, making sure every drop of cum was gone, and dried herself up with a hand towel.

She went back to her bedroom, where Tyler was sitting on the edge of her bed. She grabbed the bra she dropped on the floor and put it back on.

Tyler spoke first. "I have to ask, why did you do that? Don't get me wrong, I loved it, but why?"

"Because I could see that you needed some kind of release," she told him. "You're so wound up and frustrated, and I know Karen is responsible for this. So, I thought by giving you an idea of what a little freedom should feel like, you might see what you're missing."

"With a blowjob?"

"It worked, didn't it?"

Tyler gave it a quick thought and realized how right she was. He did feel very relaxed after getting that handjob and he didn't feel at all guilty about it.

Melanie went to her closet and got another shirt to wear as she was getting tired of just walking around the room without one.

"That was probably the sluttiest thing I've eve done, not something I normally do."

"I don't think you're a slut," Tyler assured her.

"Thank you. But still, what I did was probably not a good idea. You're my sister's boyfriend, after all, so it was completely wrong. But you're a good guy and you deserve better than my sister."

"Like you, maybe?" he asked. "I sometimes think of that. Have you?"

"I have thought about it," she replied. "But despite all of her faults, Karen is still my sister and I love her, so I can't do that to her. The blowjob was too much as it was. I couldn't steal her boyfriend."

"But do you think I can do better than her?" he asked.

"No doubt about it," she replied.

Tyler thought about it for a moment.

He began to say, "My friends have been telling me this forever, in so many ways. I would agree with them, then always make excuses to stay with her. It took a blowjob from her sister to get me to start thinking about how I should finally end things with her."

He stood up and gave Melane a big hug.

"Thanks for your help. I really needed that... and I don't just mean... you know...."

"I know what you mean," she replied, with a small laugh.

"I guess this goes without saying, but I still think it needs to be said--"

"Karen doesn't have to know about any of this," Melanie assured him.

"I don't care about how she would feel about it anymore, because I'm going to break it off with her. But I don't want to see you get in trouble with her because of it."