Please Help Me... - Please, Help me - Part 9

Craig is so wonderful. He showed me again how silly and stupid I could be. I was getting all jealous of this other girl he wanted me to be friends with, but it was just me being insecure and dumb. Craig sat me down and explained everything. It turns out, he just wanted me to have a companion. He thought I was getting lonely waiting all day for him to come home, and he felt I should have someone with me, a sister who could share the burdens of life. Isn’t he so thoughtful?

The girl he picked is pretty, and she’s smart, and kind. I approached her today, and she is a nice person. I forgot how that felt, hanging out with other girls. It has been such a long time. I started to feel like my old self again. We went out and got coffee, and we talked and joked and even discussed boys. Of course, silly Craig wanted me to get all of her details. He wanted to know everything about her, her date of birth, her astrological sign, he even wanted to know her cycle.

That’s not strange. He keeps track of my cycle too. That way, he knows when I’m being a bitch or when I’m not fuckable. It’s just common sense. Rather than having some unknowing guy try to get intimate with you when you’re bloody down there, isn’t this way much better? If she’s going to become my new sister, this is the least Craig can do for her.

I tried to get every piece of information that Craig wanted. Even while she was in the bathroom, he encouraged me to go in her purse and find her license and take photos of it. He does his thorough research. Then again, I think back to how well he knew me before I met him, and I wondered if he had done the same thing to me. However, there was no girl in his life back then. That meant that he must have gathered all the information in his own long and painful way. My sister is so lucky to have me there to help facilitate the process.

Anyway, after hanging out with her for nearly a month, I’m finally going to introduce her to Craig. She’s bringing her stinky boyfriend as well, but I guess that can’t be avoided. Craig wants me to get them drunk and then seduce her boyfriend while he courts my sister. I don’t want to have sex with another man, and I reminded Craig that he didn’t like me sleeping with other men too. He told me it’s different because he’s banging my sister, so if her guy banged me, it’d be equal. He’s so smart. Smarter than me. That’s why I failed my last semester of college, I guess.

Between my sexual awakening, my boyfriend breaking up with me, and various other insecurities, I was practically a zombie through my finals. I’d end up failing most of them, and by extension, the entire class. This turned out to be for the best because I never bothered to go back for the next semester.

On the final day of finals, my dad drove up in his truck to collect me and bring me back for the winter. My mind was a bit of a fog during that time. I was thinking that a break would be good. It’d allow me to recharge and find myself. After losing my boyfriend, likely failing my finals, and hitting rock bottom banging in a dirty alley, I was eager for a fresh start. Dad looked out at me with a goofy cap on his head and a grin on his face, and I realized everything was going to be alright. Things hadn’t fallen so far that I couldn’t return to normalcy.

I was a bit afraid that Craig would show up or cause trouble. He had promised me punishment, and that left me a bit nervous. I didn’t understand the feeling at the time but also had a bit of anticipation. A small part of me wanted to see what he would do next. That said, once I packed up my things in the back of Dad’s truck, the old engine sputtering to life, and the two of us heading out of the college town, I was starting to feel better.

I didn’t live an enormous distance away, just a three-hour drive. As my dad put it, it was short enough that he could come in an emergency, but far enough that I felt like I was on my own. I had to agree with him.

“Hey, honey, can we stop at the usual.”

“You’re hungry?” I asked.

He chuckled. “Always.”

Seeing Dad act the same as he always did, I couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. Every time he drove to pick me up or drop me off, Dad liked to stop at a little restaurant. There was nothing particularly interesting about the place, but Dad seemed to love stopping there. I wasn’t hungry, but I felt like I could use a bit of normalcy at that moment, so I was happy to go to my dad’s favorite place.

“Already back at this hole?” the chef called out when we walked in.

Dad laughed. “What can I say, I can’t get enough.”

I rolled my eyes, but that’s when my body froze. Deep inside my ass, the vibrator started going. I didn’t even know why I stuck it in my butt. I was leaving with Dad, and thinking Craig would test me, I didn’t want to face even more punishment. However, we were already nearly two hours away from the college. How could it suddenly activate now? It must have been a mistake.

“Honey, are you okay?” Dad asked.

“Nothing, I need to use the restroom,” I told him.

“Oh… okay, I’ll order then.”

I nodded as I walked stiffly to the bathroom. I was thinking about pulling it out, but that’s when my phone buzzed. I inhaled a deep breath.

Craig: You aren’t going to take it out, are you?

I couldn’t help but shudder. He did know. How could he know? How could he be there?

Me: I wouldn’t!

Craig: Good, then, it’s time for punishment.

His words caused me to shudder. The feeling of the vibrations in my ass were starting to make me feel aroused, and his words only seemed to trigger it worse. I forced myself to text back.

Me: What do you want?

Craig: It’s pretty simple. You see the door in the back of the bathroom?

I looked up, my throat tightening. The bathroom had two entrances, one opened in the front for the customers, but the other opened into a back hallway that connected directly to the kitchen. For Craig to know this, he would have had to be following us and have intimate knowledge of this place. Craig is so observant, although, at the time, it freaked me out. I answered, pressing the keys hard like Craig could read my mood.

Me: What about it?

Craig: Go into the back hallway.

I did as he said and then texted again.

Me: Okay, now what?”

Craig: Look next to the door to the men’s bathroom. Do you see that hole?

I looked to see a hole about two inches wide drilled through the wall.

Me: Yeah, what about it?

Craig: That’s called a Gloryhole. It opens into one of the male stalls. A guy enters the stall and then sticks his dick through the whole, and someone on the other side sucks it anonymously. You’re going to suck the next dick that goes through that hole.

I had to read his message two times before I made a face and responded.

Me: Why do this? If you want me to suck your cock, just tell me to do that and I will.

Craig: Haha, I like your enthusiasm. However, this isn’t an award, this is punishment. You have to suck it, whoever it is.

Me: Oh, and what… it could be anyone… oooooh. So, punishing. I’m gonna give this guy the best BJ of his life, so if it’s not you, even better.

Craig: Haha, as long as you do it.

I turned off my phone screen angrily. Craig was toying with me. His punishment was making me think I was sucking some other guy’s dick, but it’d be his all along. What guy wanted his girl sucking some other dude? It had to be a trick. That’s what I thought.

I waited in the hallway, and it was only five minutes later when a pink dick slid through. I squinted at it, trying to see if it was Craig’s dick. It was about the same size. It could be his dick. I never really looked at it all that closely, if I was being honest. Whatever, if it wasn’t I’d do this guy so good that Craig was jealous. I put my hair back in a ponytail and then fell to my knees. I wasn’t the most practiced with blowjobs. I had only done it a few times with Craig, and it was always under duress. This time, I was going to suck him like a vacuum. He wanted to punish me? I’d punish him!

I wrapped my lips around his head and started to work on him. It was a pretty big dick. A little too big, if I was being honest. Like, it was hard for me to take more than a third of his dick in my mouth. The guy was moaning, and his hands were pressed against the wall. I grabbed his balls with one hand, and his dick with the other, and started to jerk him off. My head bobbed, and I took him in and out of my mouth.

He was moaning, and his cock was pulsing, but he wasn’t coming yet. I took my mouth off of his cock, and licked the side of his shaft. I could feel the vein underneath his member. I never really got to take my time with it under full lighting like this. It was kind of nice to get a nice look at a dick for once. I kissed the tip and licked the pre cum off the slit.

My tongue swirled around the tip, and then I went down on his balls. One by one, I sucked them into my mouth and then moved onto his shaft again. He was throbbing. It was kind of fun to see how my tongue and hand caused him to react. Plus, hearing his moans only turned me on more. I still had that vibrator incessantly going in my ass, and my panties were sopping wet. While continuing to cup his balls with one hand, I put the other in my pants and fingered my twat. Blow jobs were really fun.

The guy moaned, and he started to thrust into the hole. He was using my mouth like a pussy. That was making me even hotter. I wanted to come with him. He was getting close, and I could feel his balls start to retract. I fingered my cunt, and tried to time his orgasm with my own. It was hard, and I had to concentrate. He was pushing himself into me, and my nose was being pressed into his groin. His balls were slapping my chin, and his dick was deep in my throat.

My fingers were moving frantically, and I was feeling my orgasm near. It was like the world was going fuzzy, and his balls were tightening up. His body was shuddering, and he was trying to press himself into me. Finally, he let loose. His balls released, and his semen shot down my throat. It was so sudden, and his dick was so far in my mouth that I didn’t have time to taste it.

As he came, so did I. It felt amazing. My fingers were covered in juices, and my body was convulsing. We both came together. It was such a beautiful feeling. Even the taste of cum was starting to grow on me. I swallowed it all. The guy finished and pulled his dick out of the hole. I collapsed backward and lay there. I could hear the guy zip his pants, and walk away.

“Thanks a bunch,” he mumbled as he left the stall.

As I sat up, I was just about to wear a smug expression, but that’s when it hit me, the moans I heard didn’t sound anything like Craig. I had been so focused on the act that I wasn’t listening to the voice, but didn’t it sound familiar? I looked up at my phone. There was a message and a picture. The picture was of my dad stepping out of the men’s bathroom stall at the end of the bathroom zipping his pants up. As for the text.

Craig: Punishment complete.

I know, I know, that sounds bad. However, I did deserve it. In retrospect, I no longer regret it. This experience taught me a lot about blowjobs. What’s the point of a father if not to provide a girl with a template for how a man should be? Is it any wonder I fell for Craig? My dad is just like him! I can’t even tell their cocks apart!