Missing Miss Ellisondras Mouth

Copyright 2021 by Limnophile

Permission granted to print or repost for non-commercial use if author is credited.

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I only offer this to entertain. If at least a few people get their feelings tugged around, I consider my mission accomplished. If I can give somebody a few laughs, or inspire an orgasm, that's even better.

Thanks to the editors and authors who have helped me improve my writing from 'Painfully Godawful' to 'Average'. I hope at least one of them will look at this and smile.

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I was sitting near the pool in Rome with all five of my beautiful girlfriends. I stared at three of them as they smoked, and remembered what a terribly strong smoking fetish I used to have. I like to watch women suck on cigarettes now, but I can do without it if the lady has other attractive attributes.

Irina doesn't smoke, but she has a sweet personality and very large breasts. I joked that if she were in the military, her chest would be given hill numbers.

Tammy didn't smoke either, but didn't complain if her daughter Tanya did. Tammy had a very rare attraction that was also an issue sometimes. She was very shy around other people, but in private, unless I resisted, her vagina was on my penis almost constantly. At least once a week, I sleep all night with her laying on my chest, with my rod still in her needy slit.

Watching the other three suck their cigarettes reminded me strongly of my first true love, and lust. I wish she would have married me.

I'd dated and had relations with several women and girls near my age in my youth, but I made my first formal 'girlfriend deal' after I inherited my grandfather's fortune when I was 25. My grandfather's Director of HR insisted I interview everyone and decide who I wanted to keep or replace. After 19 boring interviews with people who mostly did good work, the 20th interview blew my mind, and my cock.

Her name was Ellisondra, and her title was "Night Nursing Assistant". Before I went to meet her, the HR director advised me to let her go. My grandfather had liked her, but I had no health issues, and the lady's job ratings were "below average" or "poor" in several categories.

She had stayed in his bedroom with him in case he needed anything during the night. Usually, the nursing staff waited in another area of the mansion until summoned by a button near his bed. He had a sofa brought into his bedroom, so she could read or watch movies quietly only a few steps away while he slept. He had been approaching 90, and said he was concerned help may take too long to arrive if there were an emergency.

When I knocked on the door of her small apartment, she opened it and greeted me. She was tall, with surprisingly large breasts and butt cheeks, compared to her narrow waist and slender legs. She had deep brown eyes, shiny black hair and medium-dark skin. I smiled and thought, "Racists don't know what they're missing!" I enjoy all shapes and colors, and hers were quite arousing.

She smiled sweetly as she answered the door, "Lysander! Thank you so much for doing the interview here. How much time do you have?"

"My next appointment isn't for two hours, but I don't think this will take nearly that long."

"I want you to be comfortable while we talk. Please have a seat."

She pointed to an old gray sofa and I sat as she indicated.

"Your facial muscles look very tight. You must be under a lot of stress?"

"Like any busy man, some of my days can be challenging."

She walked behind me. "Forget about work for a little while. Take it easy." She gently rubbed my shoulders and neck, then applied more pressure and forced them to relax.

"That feels nice, but I'm here to..."

She put a finger to my lips. "Shhhh... let me get you nice and relaxed first."

She started squeezing my upper arms as she said, "I agree that I'm a bad nursing assistant on paper, but there's a reason your grandfather gave me three raises in only two years."

Her hands kneading my upper back muscles felt great. Next, she reached under my armpits and massaged my chest muscles from behind. Some of her long dark hair touched the side of my face, and I could smell her shampoo with lemon, raspberry, and something else nice.

She continued, "I know that I forgot to fill out the paperwork a few times, and sometimes I left a mess, but your grandfather was always happy with me. Your neck is still a little crooked. Let me walk around and take care of it from the front."

I had an endorphin rush from the nice muscle-mashing she'd given me, and happily spaced out a little with my eyes closed.

"Lean forward, so I can reach the back of your neck."

I did, and felt something warm and soft on my cheeks. I opened my eyes, and saw the tops of her breasts from only a centimeter or two away! She kneaded my neck some more, and it felt even more wonderful.

She moved back a little and smiled. I saw she had taken her yellow dress off, and only wore a white bra and panties!

"With my dress on, I couldn't do the next step. One of your hips is a little higher than the other, and I need to adjust them. Put your hands on top your head, please."

She sat in my lap, and rocked from side to side. I felt my erection start to push into the cleft between her buttocks through my trousers. She sat still and said, "Almost done. I just need to untension your lower back. Wrap your arms around me just above my breasts."

"Uh..."

"This is a real chiropractic procedure. Hold on to me tight. I'm going to lean forward, to release the pressure on your lower spine."

I did as she asked, and when she leaned over, I felt a POP and no more pain in my lower back. I also felt a relentless swelling between my legs.

She stood and looked in my eyes with her pretty brown ones. "I hope that made you feel better?"

"SO MUCH better! That was great!"

She smiled. "Good, let's go talk in the kitchen. What do you like to drink? I have beer, red wine, orange juice?"

"What type of red, what vintage?"

She looked at the bottle. "It just says 'Red Wine'."

She held it out, and I recognized it as 'One-star, Vintage: last Monday'. I felt nauseous briefly.

"I'll have orange juice, please."

She asked, "Do you mind if I smoke, Viceroy?"

"Not at all. I like a good cigar on occasion."

She pulled a very long white cigarette from a pack and put it in a long black cigarette holder.

She lit it, and I stared at her lips as she took a puff, then exhaled a thin stream of smoke toward the open window. She inhaled another large drag, and the movement of her cheeks inspired my underwear to shrink even further.

"Your grandfather wanted me to stay in his room because he liked me a lot. He enjoyed watching me smoke, like you do." She took another big puff and blew a few smoke rings.

"But the main reason is that I'm great at oral sex. You might think he was a decrepit old fossil, but he was able to get it up every night, even at age 85. I see that you have a problem I could help with." She took another big puff and blew it toward my crotch.

I had no idea what to say or do. Her behavior was totally inappropriate for a business interview, but extremely arousing.

"I... ah..."

"I like that you enjoy watching me smoke." She put her cigarette out and lit another, taking another deep drag. "I LOVE to smoke! I've been smoking as long as I've been giving blowjobs. My mother's boyfriend taught me both as gifts for my 18th birthday. I've smoked at least half a pack of cigarettes and had sperm in my mouth every day for nearly twenty years. Until your grandfather passed away."

"Would you let me keep my job and give me some of your semen? I haven't had any in two weeks, and I'm craving it."

She bit the holder between her perfectly white teeth and reached behind her to unhook her bra. She stood and stepped in front of me, then held a large, perfect breast on either side of my chin. I felt her hand on my thigh, then heard her unzip me.

"If you give me a raise, I can do other things for you too?"

She stepped out of her panties and held them to my nose. The scent pushed my arousal even further.

"For double what I'm making now, you can have anything you want, any time you want." I felt her hand gently squeeze my shaft as she repeated, "Anything. Any time."

I usually end meetings and interviews with some witty banter, or a quote from somebody famous. This time I begged, "Deal! Deal! PLEASE?"

I tried out her vagina and anus a few times each, but her mouth was so great nothing else could compare. She'd puff on a cigarette then either blow smoke on my cock or exhale through her nostrils as she licked and sucked. She swallowed the head of my dick with a smile in her eyes every time and told me she loved doing it, even five times a day. She blew me so well that I'd rather have a blowjob from her than ANYTHING else with ANYBODY else. After a year, I asked her to marry me, but she got upset and moved away instead.

Many other women have made me very happy, but I decided that if I couldn't marry one with something as good as her wonderful mouth, I wasn't going to marry. I still fall asleep missing my amazing Ellisondra sometimes, even after sex with two or three young beauties.

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