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I was 18 and moving out. Graduated high school but no idea or direction what was next. I never got good grades so college didn't really appeal to me. I work at a skate shop and love to skate. That's pretty much what I want to do.
My mom is Filipino and stands about 4 foot 9. I am 5'4 and slim. I find it difficult to put on muscle or grow any facial or body hair. I have never shaved and I am as smooth as a baby's bottom. I am often mistaken for a young teen girl and I am not too popular with the ladies. I have never even had pubic hair.
I don't drive, I just ride my bike or my board every where I can. I found a place to rent pretty close to work and the skate park so it seemed perfect. I went to meet the landlord and check it out.
Ashley was Hispanic, tall like 6 or 6'1. Light brown, caramel colored skin. 50's and fit, not bad to look at. I showed up wearing khaki pants and a white shirt. She looked me up and down and didn't seem to impressed.
"How old are you?" she asked.
"I am 18 and I know I look young, I get that from my mom. I can show you my ID if you like."
"naw don't worry kid, I don't really care anyway. Let me get some stuff clear before we go any further." I liked hearing this, up front, out of my business and straight forward. "Rule number 1 is respect. That means don't mess up my place, keep it clean, no illegal drugs, no parties, no noise, no problems. Get me?" She finished with a look in my eyes that made me a little cold. She seemed very tough and hard ass about respect.
"Yes Ma'am. You wont have any trouble from me." I said trying to sound as respectful and decent as I could.
"Don't call me Ma'am kid, I work for a living. Or at least I used to. My name is Ashley. Follow me and I'll show you what you are getting yourself into." With that I followed her as she showed me around and I noticed what an amazing ass she had. She must work out a lot.
"The apartment is over the garage. The entrance is up the stairs here. Washer and dryer are in the garage and you can use them just remember the first rule." The stairs ran up the side of the garage and were fairly private. Inside was a basic studio apartment. Kitchenette, bathroom, and living/sleeping area. She showed me inside the garage where to washer and dryer were. Inside I saw she had a huge motorcycle.
"Wow is that a Harley?" I asked staring wide eyed at it. I had never really seen a bike like this close up before. It was gorgeous. It stood almost as tall as me and had a huge back tire, like from a car. Tons of chrome and stuff on it.
"Quick tip kid, if you don't know anything about bikes don't assume they are all Harley's. You are better off asking what kind of bike is that. Some folks are touchy about that. Lucky I'm not one of them, Its an Indian. And its off limits, no touching. Got me?" She said.
"Yes Ms Ashley I get it. I never seen one up close before. Guess I was a little in awe." I said hoping she wasn't offended. "I will take this place if its alright with you, seems great."
"OK kid, I only take cash and remember the rules and we will get along fine. You can move in anytime."
She held out her hand and at first I didn't know what for, then it dawned she wanted to shake on it. Feeling stupid I quickly shook her hand. It was a very strong firm grip. It made me feel weak and incapable.
I moved in the next day and was feeling good. A couple days went by and I didn't see much of Ashley. She kept to herself and so did I. She drove a super cool open air jeep. She didn't seem to have many friends or go out much. She spent a lot of time working out on her back deck. She had a weight set and a punching bag.
One morning I woke up at 5am to the sound of a fight. I got out of bed and peeked out my door. I was glad to see it wasn't a fight. It was Ashley doing her punching bag. She was really into it. She had a red bandanna on her forehead, he hand were wrapped in white tape. She had a white bikini bottom and matching sports bra on. She had those big black Dr Martins on she wore everywhere. She was sweating so much I could see right through her clothes.
She had gorgeous breasts. Big and firm, smaller brown nipples and that gorgeous ass. She was really going at it. She must be super pissed about something, it was like a wild tiger or something. I was hypnotized and aroused listening to her grunt and the sound of the bag being hit. I slipped off my underwear and started masturbating. I imagined what she smelled like and what her face must look like beating the shit out of that bag. I wished I could be right there watching. Her boots were so damn sexy, I imagined her standing over me. A massive giant that could snap me in half if she wanted. I closed my eyes seeing myself lying on my back naked in the grass, while she put her boot on my stomach, then on my balls. Then she rolls me on my stomach and puts her boot on my ass, pushing my rock hard dick in the dirt. I realized the noise had stopped, I opened my eyes and she was staring at Sanatoryum Escort me. Hands on her hips, head cocked to the side like she couldn't believe what I was doing. I just squeaked "Sorry!" and rushed back inside.
I had to finish in the shower, and I was just finishing getting dressed when I heard a knock at my door. My heart sank and I even thought about climbing out the window. I opened it and there she was. I was in just flip flops, khaki pants and a white t shirt. She is wearing her blue jeans, doc martin boots and a black tight tank top. She is easily 6'4 in her boots. I'm still only 5'4. Its intimidating.
"So what was that?" She asked. She seemed more curious than mad. I considered denying it but knew that would never fly.
"I am so sorry Ms Ashley, I was sleep walking. I promise it will never happen again." I said.
"More like sleep jacking." She smiled. "Look kid if you cant keep it in your pants you gotta keep inside your apartment. You got it?"
"Oh yes I got it. Never gonna happen again." I was so relieved she wasn't mad.
"Honestly you took my mind off some heavy stuff, so no worries." She said. "I gotta get going, do some errands."
"Can I help?" I chirped hoping to smooth things over. "I wont be in the way and I want to make up for this morning."
She looked at me, deciding if she wanted me along. She had a way of looking right through you and seeing your soul laid bare. "Yeah kid, I suppose you can come along. Just don't piss me off or anything."
"Thank you Ms Ashley! I will be good. Wont piss you off at all." I said very excited to go. She had a weird way of making me want to please her. I felt like I needed her approval.
We went down stairs and she got into her jeep. It was jacked up and I struggled to climb in. I felt like I was 10 feet off the ground sitting in this monster. No seat belt, no door, I started to get nervous I was going to fly out of it but kept my mouth shut.
"I just gotta take this stuff to my storage unit, it isn't far." She said.
As we pulled out and started driving I started loving riding in her jeep. Every bump felt like I was gonna fly out and I started laughing and shouting "YAY!" on the bumps. I put my hands up like a roller coaster. I looked over at Ashley and she was laughing at me, made me enjoy it more.
"I should take you for a real ride sometime." she said. "If you are loving just a drive down the street so much you would probably bust a nut in a mud bog or a sand dune."
"I would love that!!" I yelled. "I put my hands up and yelled, "I'm on top of the world!"
We pulled into her storage unit and it was across from a skate park, I knew a couple people who were skating. I waved and they waved back.
"Friends of yours?" She asked. I nodded and she said "Well grab those 2 boxes in the back there and follow me."
I was glad the boxes weren't too big, I had enough trouble getting myself out of her rig. We went into her unit and it was good sized. Some furniture and a lot of neatly stacked and labeled boxes. A few wooden crates had U.S.M.C. stenciled on them with some kind of anchor on it. I asked her what that was.
She took off her glasses and looked at me amazed. "You don't know what that symbol is?" She asked. I shook my head. She face palmed and said "That is the symbol of the United States Marine Corp. Now do you know what that is or should I just shoot myself in the head right now."
I was a little scared cause she was a little mad. "I know what Marines are, were you a Marine?" I asked.
"I was a Marine for 25 years." she said. "First Sargent at Paris Island."
"Thank you for your service Ms Ashley. That is amazing." I said with a higher level of admiration and respect for her.
"Alright kid, you're gonna take these boxes up to that little loft." She said pointing upwards. The loft was about 10 to 12 feet up and there was an old wooden ladder leaned against it with 2 rungs broken. She saw the look on my face and said. "Don't worry kid, I will catch you if you fall."
I was scared but I didn't want to let her down. I was holding one of the boxes in one arm and climbed up nervous about falling. She stood at the foot of the ladder looking up at me. The loft was pretty full and I called down to her, "I don't think there is room up here for these."
"Just push the stuff back and make some room." she said. "don't worry it will fit."
I had to lean over to the side and was struggling to make room and my shirt caught on a nail and I pulled away hard and the ladder slipped sideways and I lost my footing and she saved me from falling by grabbing my ass.
"don't let go!" I cried. I was holding on and my arms were shaking "I'm scared, I'm gonna fall."
I was so scared I peed myself. "Don't worry, I got you, you're fine. Its not that far. Calm down." She said in an amazingly calm voice. "Just let go and I got you. You wont fall. I promise I got you."
I couldn't hold myself Sanatoryum Escort Bayan up any longer, my grip slipped off and she caught me. Holding me in her arms. She set me down gently on the floor.
I was shaking all over and tears coming down my face. I sat down and covered my face. My shirt was ripped off and ruined.
I cant believe this gentle nurturing woman was the same Ashley. She knelt beside me and wrapped her strong arms around me. Stroked my hair and whispered in my ear. Its OK baby you are safe, I got you, its all gonna be OK.
She didn't rush me or taunt me, she stroked my hair, and kissed my forehead.
I started to feel better, her strong arms holding me and keeping me safe. She spoke right in my ear, I could feel her breathe on my ear. Her beautiful voice infected me and I was transfixed and never wanted to stop hearing it.
She took my head in her strong hands and lifted it so we were eye to eye almost touching. I have never seen such gorgeous brown eyes. I was lost in them and didn't want to be found.
"You gonna be OK little darlin? Are you hurt at all? Can ya stand up?" She spoke so softly she sounded like an angel.
"I think so Ms. Ashley. That just really scared me." My voice broke and I started shivering again. She stood and held out her hand to me. I looked up at her and the sunlight back lit her face and looked like she had a halo. My mouth dropped open in awe of her. "You really are an angel." I said wide eyed.
She smiled the most beautiful smile and said "Whatever you say darlin, now take my hand and lets get you cleaned up." I had forgotten I peed myself, I looked down at the big wet stain on my Khaki pants. It was like a neon sign saying "LOSER" and I started crying again. "Don't worry about that darlin, no one will see. Lets get you back to the house."
"I just cant" I said. "there are so many people out there. They are gonna laugh and call me names. I just cant. I'm sorry. I will just wait here until its dark and walk back."
"No you wont." she said. "We will clean you up here, I got a box of old clothes somewhere in here. Come on stand up and lets get you changed."
I took her hand like it was a lifeline and I was drowning. It was rough and calloused, it felt good. She pulled me up and I hugged her. I wrapped my arms around her and held on for dear life. My face buried in her cleavage. "Thank you." I said. "Thank you for saving my life and being so nice." She hugged me back, one arm around my back and the other on top of my shoulders with her hand stoking my hair.
"Alright." she said, "We are gonna get through this so don't you worry." This box has some of my old clothes you can wear home."
I smiled. Hearing her say home was so comforting. I felt like maybe that really was gonna be a home for me. I started looking in the box and she had some military stuff, shirts and even underwear. She turned around to give me some privacy. My hands were still shaking and I couldn't unbutton my pants. "Ms Ashley, I'm having some trouble."
She turned and saw what was happening and said "Don't worry Darlin I will help you out. don't be shy or nervous." I had lost my flip flops and was standing barefoot on the concrete floor. I had lost my shirt and I was about to lose my pants. I wasn't wearing underwear. She towered over me and looked down at me for a minute then went down on one knee. Her face was level with my stomach. I was trying to cover myself with my hands. "Just put your hands on your head sweetheart, I will be careful." I felt very exposed. She had seen me naked before but not like this. She undid the button on my pants and unzipped them. They fell right to my ankles and my cock was exposed so she could get a good look at it. I was embarrassed by my hairless cock and covered it blushing beet red on my entire body.
"Now look" she said in a stern commanding voice. "Put your hands back on your head." I obeyed without hesitation. "Step out of your pants, and spread your legs." When she used that voice I don't think I could deny her anything. "Now do you shave your cock?" I shook my head. "Is it just naturally smooth and hairless?" I nodded. "And this embarrasses you?" I nodded again. "Honey I seen a load of dicks and you don't know how lucky you are. A smooth cock like yours is beautiful. You should flaunt it and not hide it away." I couldn't quite tell if she was being 100% serious or trying to make me feel better. But I think she was being serious.
"Now lets see if we can get some of this off of you. I wish we had a bottle of water or something." She held out the palm of her hand and spit into it. Like a lot of spit into it. I had never seen anyone spit so much and was getting turned on by it. She rubbed her hands together and then rubbed them on my tummy and legs. Cleaning them up and giving me a hard on. "Well somebody likes that she said." I smiled at her. She smiled back. "I know you want me to clean off your dick but I think you can handle Escort Sanatoryum it."
Disappointed she wasn't going to touch my dick but also ecstatic her face was still so close and she didn't seem like she was going to move. I spit in my hand and it was pathetic. Embarrassed I tried again and almost nothing came out. She took my hand and spit into it herself. This was probably like a shot glass of spit. How did she do that? Where did it come from? It just made my cock harder and start leaking pre-cum.
At first I felt self conscious because I was basically masturbating in front of her. She didn't take her eyes off my dick either and I stoked it. "There ya go baby darlin, get it nice and clean for mamma." I realized how much she was enjoying this and it made me want to come right away. My knees started shaking a bit and my balls got tight. "Stop right there mister!" The stern voice again. "Are you going to cum? Who said you could cum? You don't cum unless I tell you to cum, Got me?"
I stopped right away. "Yes Ms Ashley." I said. "I'm sorry Ms Ashley, please forgive me."
"Its alright baby doll, when we get home I am gonna make some rules and you are gonna follow those rules. No exceptions. Got me?" I nodded wide eyed. "Now I'm gonna pick you out some clothes and you are gonna wear them, got it?"
"Yes" I said.
"Yes, What little boy." she ordered.
"Yes Ms Ashley my angel." I said.
"That will do for now, but we are gonna work on it." She rummaged in the box and pulled out a pair of very worn and threadbare camouflage pants that had been cut off into very short shorts. "Try those on darling. Lets see how they look on you."
I slipped into them and they were pretty snug, very comfy though as they were so worn. The bottom of my Butt was barley peeking out as I stood. Just threads covering it. The inside front pockets had been cut out and I could just reach in and touch my dick. They showed off my bulge and it looked even bigger. I turned and modeled them for Ms Ashley to see if they met her approval. "How do they look?" I asked.
"Very cute babydoll." She said with a smile. "Your little bottom is so tight and firm." She said and she lightly patted my butt while standing behind me. "The front pockets work out well." she said as she slid her hand in from behind brushing the tip of my leaking cock. "We are taking this whole box with us to see what else you can wear in it. Pick it up and lets go."
"What about shoes and a shirt?" I asked.
"I like the way you look now" she said. "Your gonna stay barefoot and shirtless until I say otherwise."
Not having much choice I struggled to carry the big box out to the jeep and put it in the back. Ms Ashley followed me and even opened the car door for me to get in giving me her hand like I was a princess or something.
On the way home we laughed and joked and sang with the radio. Things had really changed between us for the better and bigger changes were yet to come.
We got home and she told me to follow her into house with the box, I had never been inside her house before.
It was spotless. Everything looked brand new. All organized and nothing seemed out of place. "OK babydoll" she said. "Give me those shorts so I can put them in the laundry. Go into my bathroom and take a nice hot relaxing shower. Don't take all day but scrub yourself down and then come out here to the living room."
I slipped out of and handed her my shorts and turned to go into the bathroom, she gave me a hard slap on my naked butt. So hard it surprised me and I stumbled a bit. I looked over my shoulder at her wide eyed and she said "Sorry darlin but its irresistible. I bet you get used to it though."
I actually took a pretty quick shower. Dried off and wrapped a towel around me. I felt really good and confident. I stepped into the living room and saw Ashley sitting in a chair with music on and a bottle of whisky on the side table.
She looked over at me and said "Towels stay in the bathroom sweetie. In my house you stay barefoot and naked unless I give you something to wear."
That was fine with me I liked being naked in front of Ashley. She made me feel good about my body and appreciated.
I returned the towel and came back out. "There's my beautiful baby." she said. That made me blush. "Come over and let mamma see you." I walked over and stood in front of her.
"Kneel down in front of me baby" She said and I complied. She leaned forward in her chair and placed her hands gently on either side of my face. "You have beautiful eyes, and such smooth skin. Close your eyes for me." I closed them and then felt her lips on mine. I have kissed a girl before, but I Have not been kissed before. I didn't realize the difference till now. I opened my mouth and let her kiss me. Still holding my head she slid her tongue in my mouth and it tasted like whiskey. Sweet and intoxicating. I was lost in her passionate kiss and didn't want it to end. When she pulled her mouth away I stayed still with my mouth still open and eyes closed. "Did you like that sweetie?" she asked.
"Yes Ms Ashley. That was the most wonderful kiss I have ever had. It was different than other kisses." I told her. "It feels so good to live in the moment and not have to be in charge." She smiled and nodded a knowing smile.