Subject Different Story - chapter 3
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Nat
I know the first 2 chapters do not contain really any sexual explicit relationship, but it was needed so all you could understand the rest of the story. And well, I wanted to write that part also, as my story is based in a movie I once watched and I don't even remember its title.
A Different Story
by nat
Chapter 3: Life reawakening
If I think back on those days, I still shiver just to remember how much I became fond of Helen. I felt I owed her so much that everything I did had 2 reasons in my mind: Lana and my heroine, Helen.
The next days following the night we met she let me stay at her flat under two conditions. I was to help her with the cleaning and I was to stay in the flat every night when she was out there working. I wsa more than willing to "pay" my stage there, not only by helping out, but by preparing her the meals and even obeying her every command. She appeared to me as the role model I never had, so secure of herself, so beautiful and strong but yet so charming and sweet with me. I never suspected though what her job was. I always thought she worked at some night club dancing or as a waitress. But I never asked her also, and if I had done it I know her answer would have been direct and clear: she was a hooker.
2 weeks after, I was beginning to feel Helen's flat was my home too. She did work every night and slept every morning until 1 or 2 PM. I would get up early and clean the house in silence, prepare lunch for both of us and serve the meal to her either in her bed or wait for her in the kitchen after. By then, I had borrowed some of her older clothes she told me I would find in a box under the sofa, and they fit me so well I wondered if we were meant to meet. Every evening we would stay home relaxing or go out to some bar and get a drink. She already knew about my Lana, and I even told her about Cesar. When Helen learned about, she hugged me close and comforted me in a way I felt so cared that I cried again. Helen wiped the tears off me and commented how beautiful I looked with my innocent and pale face. When the night arrived, she would go to work dressed all slutty but yet so sexy I even felt guilty thinking that.
That evening I was preparing some salad for dinner and Helen was watching TV while she suddenly turned it off and walked to where I was.
She surprised me anyway. "What's wrong?". "There gotta be something wrong?" she said calmly. "Huh...er.. no, of course not", and I tried to smile. She kept staring at me for some minutes, whiched freaked me a lot. I could sense my nervousness, and I didn't know why I was blushing so intensely.
"We need to talk, Tanya" she said very seriously. I suddenly got scared. I am sure you all know what your feelings are when someone tells you this sentence. "We can have dinner later, but now we need to talk". Ans with this, Helen put her hands on mine stopping my movements in a so tenderly way. Holding my right hand, she brought me to the sofa where we both sat down as calmly as she was.
"What ya gonna do?... Can't be always here doin what ya doin right now, dun ya?"
"You don't want me here? I unders..."
"Haven't said this, my girl!" she interrupted me serenously.
"Then... what do you mean, Helen?"
"Oh, girl, I suspect ya know it deep in ya heart... but ya can't run away always. Ya know ya gotta find a job. If not, ya won't be able to recuperate ya daughter"
I saddened immediately and my eyes got tearfully. "I've been thinking about Lana. A lot." I made a long pause. Helen moved one hand to my cheek and stroked it gently, but didn't say anything waiting for me to continue. "I know I have to find a job. But I also know Lana will be better if someone wealthy adopts her. I just hope I can see her again some day in the future." A couple of tears slid down of my filled eyes. We hugged, Helen comforting me as she stroked my hair. She slowly broke the hold and looked at me with her blue eyes, her face just inches from mine.
"Ya sure ya wanna stay here with me?" she asked, keeping her both hands in my cheeks, as if she was holding my head.
I answered, very much surprised, "Yeees... why wouldn't I be wanting to be with my saviour? Why wouldn't want to be with the only person who seems to care about me in the whole world and who just lets me stay in her place without asking for anything in exchange?"
"Ya so sweet, Tanya" she smiled "but ya know, not everyone likes to be with a street hooker".
I guess at this point my face changed so much that Helen sense what was wrong.
"Dun ya tell me ya didn't know, my girl! Why do ya think I dress the way I dress every night?" she stated, the smile disappearing from her mouth, removing her hands out of me and mantaining a distance.
"I..... I don't know.... I.... I thought you maybe...." my emotions rushed into my mind. But she was right, as usual. "I feel so good with you. And you have accepted me as if you had known me all my life. I can't pay..."
Helen brought a finger to my mouth to shut me up.
"As I said...... ya so sweet!" Ans she hugged me again, this time even stronger. I was happy. I felt her happiness too. It was a long hug, so long that I had time to feel her breasts pressing against mine with my eyes closed. I felt a tingle down my crotch and I could sense I was wet. Was I getting excited? I hadn't had sex, real normal sex, in months. It sure was that, but I couldn't stop my blushing.
Helen ended again the hug suddenly and said: "Tonight I'm not gonna work! We got somethin to celebrate. We goin out to dance and party, ok my girl?"
I drew a broad smile "Yesssss!" And with no time, we stood up and ate dinner before dressing up sexily with short skirts and cool strapless tops. I nearly didn't remember how it felt to dress up for a special night, to be in front of the mirror watching at yourself while applying the makeup so you can feel prettier. Helen gave me a couple of 4 inches high heel black shoes that matched the black mini and black sheer stockings.
"Gosh, ya look so pretty my girl... Can't believe that stupid man of ya never noticed how beautiful ya can be!"
"Because there can't be anyone more blind than him, Helen, anyone!" and we both laughed as we were walking out of her place.
We first went to a club she knew the owner. It seemed a high-revenue club, only for rich clients. There I met a couple of friends of her, Suzie and Kristin. They were wearing very nice long dresses and her jewellry was bright and shining over everything else. Suzie was a stunning and ver slim afro-american, and Kristin was big-busted red-headed 30-something woman of my height who came from a town in rural north Ontario. They were both hookers also, but instead of working by herself like Helen did, they worked at the club. I noticed she had worked in this club before, as she acted as she felt at home. Helen's friends were very nice with me, and we chatted for some time about their teenage past. At some point, the conversation was lead by Helen into my looking for a job. Suzie commented the owner, Sherry, sure had something for me in there.
"Not here. I dun want her to. God, she's just 18!" said Helen.
"Why not? Why can't I work here as they do? If you all can do it, I can do it also." I said looking at her defianly.
Suzie added then "And it is not as she's not gorgeous enough"
"I said NO and this is my final decision! Com'n Tanya, we're outta here! See ya, bitches" as she waved goodbye to her friends in their own curious way.
Afterwards we went to a disco and we danced until our feet hurted so much we couldn't stand it anymore. I was having so much fun, and being with her, I felt my soul was happy. I stared at her while she went to get us some more drinks. Helen was so stunning. Great fitted body, shoulder length straight blond hair, envyous breasts size and slender long legs that showed nicely with the mini she was wearing. At that moment I realized, even in my state of half-drunkness, that I was lusting for her and I couldn't help it. I wanted to deny myself that I liked women and I tried to flush my head with no avail. She was constantly in my mind.
"Hey... what's up?" Helen asked, already at my side with the drinks. She had surprised me as I was lost in my thoughts. "Here ya martini". She paused and added "Where were ya?"
"Nowhere....... nowhere..... wanna dance again?"
"Sure, girl, but let me sit down for a bit... this woman here is hell tired!"
"Yessssssss" I said, emphasizing the 's' for no reason. "That's all you old women always say" I teased her giggling.
"Ya cruel pretty girl, but I'll get back to ya" and she laughed as we resumed the dancing until 4 AM.
In route back home we were in the happy state of 2 half-drunk women who had to sustain each other to be able to walk. Secretely, I was hoping those moments of intimate contact would never end. We reached her place, and she went directly to the bathroom, with me helping her open the door. In that small flat there was only one bathroom, Helen room's one.
When she shutted the door, I was so tired I let myself fell over her bed. Without even thinking, I moved my right hand under my skirt and noticed my panties were soaked. God, I was so horny I couldn't resist reached under my panties and rubbing my clit a bit. I closed my eyes as I inserted my index finger inside my pussy. Masturbating was not an usual act in me, though I had been doing it since I was 14. And it had been a lot of time since last time that I worried if I would remember how to do it.
Suddenly I noticed a hand touching my left breast over my top. I opened my eyes and I saw Helen near me, and I jumped to one side, trying to at the same time to cover up my pussy again letting my skirt fall back down.
"God Helen, you scared the hell out of me!"
"Im sorry Tanya" answered her with a sad smile "I didn't want to disturb ya sweet play, only wanted to make ya feel better, honey. But I understand if ya say ya dun want it"
"It's not that..." I surprised myself saying "It's.... I have never..."
"I know.... I know, my girl".
She reached my face with her hands, held it and moved closer as her lips touched mine softly making me feel a shiver all over my body as I moaned. She kissed me again, this time with more passion, her tongue met mine and played with each other gently. I opened my eyes and gazed at her, feeling desire was after those blue pupils. I embraced her as she slipped on the bed over me. We continued the kissing as heat took over us, and we began to pull each others few clothes we had on. We renewed our passion-filled kiss as she began to caress my nipples with her fingers. Her touches felt so good and her skin was so warm and soft.
"Honey, what's up?" she asked stopping for a moment, "Why ya crying?". I hadn't even noticed my tears until she wiped them from my face.
"I don't know... are you sure this is not a dream? Are you sure this is for real?"
"Oh honey, I've wanted to put my lips on ya lucious body since the first time I saw ya. Even when we first met and ya were so dirty and looked so miserable, I could sense ya were a hottie but innocent lil'girl. But I wasn't sure ya wanted this and didn't want to push ya to it."
"Please Helen....... I trust you so much..... I have only known you for 2 weeks but I feel you are the best thing that have ever happened to me.... please take me, teach me what you know, I want to love you but I don't know how, I..." She had put her lips again against mine and we french-kissed with lust and nothing could have stopped us from there. Our bodies filled with electricity and desire and our hands met, fingers interlacing.
Without warning, she broke the kiss and quickly turned her mouth to my left ear and licked it with hungryness. I moaned again "Oh Helen... this is wonderful" I managed to say as my hands rubbed her ass cheeks over her panties.
I could barely stand it and I felt a surge of desire in my belly and pussy. Helen mouth was now moving down, finding my breasts, sucking on them fiercely as I ran my fingers through her blond hair before pushing her face harder into my chest. Helen slipped her tongue further down my body, licking around my navel and pulled my panties off with an experienced move. I was in heaven already, and the best was yet to come.
"Ya so wet, honey... I am gonna enjoy this even more" Helen whispered before diving down tino my pussy lips, moving them apart as she ate me with her expert tongue. Not only I had never been with another woman before, but I had never had anyone lick me down there. Cesar never did, he said it wasn't a man's thing to do. I could have never imagined what I had missed until then. Helen was working magic on me. My legs were spread open willingly, and my hands were tightly grabbing the sheets of the bed. My waist was moving up and down on Helen's mouth as if I was crazy, I couldn't stop myself of doing that, it seemed to me as if I had no control of my body. I was already moaning out loud, and when Helen inserted a couple of fingers in my wet hole and directed her tongue to my erect clit, I came with a long loud scream and nearly fainted. I was exhausted. It might have passed some time until I reopened my eyes, as Helen was at my side looking at my afterglow with her burning eyes. I hardly managed a tankyou and I fell asleep.