Helen’s Dirty Secret

~Chapter 2~

((you need to have read chapter 1 first))

I did not see Helen ‘performing’ again and in fact saw very little of her in the back yard while the weather tried its best to return to winter with regular rain showers and a cool breeze gusting at times from the north. When the weather finally settled back to warm rather then hot I made an effort to make contact with my shy neighbor spending a lot of time out back preparing and planting a new summer crop of vegetables.

“Hello Helen. How are you this lovely day?” I called leaning an elbow on top of the fence separating our blocks.

She was hanging out some laundry wearing another drab maxi length sundress that did nothing to show the wonders that hid beneath.

Her head startled looked away to one side as she replied; “Um, err, good thanks Mr Lexin. How, how about you?”

“Oh I am fine Helen, really fine thanks.” I replied with a controlled knowing tone as if talking to a child.

“Good to see summer has returned at last huh? I suppose the family will be taking holidays soon?”

“Err, yes it is. No, no we don’t do that thing. We are servants of the church you see. I, I don’t see you attending our church, do you have the faith Mr Lexin?” she enquired still very uncomfortable to be having this conversation but too polite not to make a quick excuse and run inside, at least not until her chore was complete.

She turned her back to me as she hung up some of Rick’s overalls.

“No I am afraid to say I am a regular sinner Helen. I have no time for religion I am afraid.” I chuckled watching her hips and ass strain as she stretched with clothes pegs.

“Oh, then may God forgive you Sir. What about your wife, your family? I have not noticed anyone else over there.” She asked then quickly apologized;

“I am so sorry, it is not for me to know or even ask, forgive me.”

“Don’t apologize silly. I have been there and done that. My ex-wife lives up-state with my daughter. I moved here about 10 years ago to get away in fact. You might see my daughter from time to time, she visits a few times a year but other then that I am too old to start again and have no desire to live with those complications.” I informed wanting her to know I lived very much alone.

“Oh I see, I am sorry. I have to go now Mr Lexin. My husband is going away for the week on Saturday. He is helping another parish build a new church so I have lots to do.” She said gathering the empty clothe basket and turning to go back inside.

“Very well Helen, you may go. I understand.” I said in a dismissive tone. She bowed her head and scurried inside.

I watched Rick leave mid afternoon Saturday and for the rest of the weekend kept a close eye on any movement from next door but neither Helen or her daughter Jenney appeared outside. By Sunday night I was anxious, ready to make my move the next day and as soon as Jenney’s school bus departed I went through the side gate to knock on the windowpane of Helens back sliding door.

“Mr Lexin? “How, how can I help you? Is something wrong?” she asked just sliding the door an inch open.

She was barefoot still in a thick woolly dressing gown and her hair was un-brushed, her face plain without any make-up with her gorgeous blue eyes wide with concern.

“Yes Helen, something is very wrong. May I come in?”

“No, no Sir. My husband has very strict rules. I. I cannot allow that.” She said down casting her eyes.

“I think your husband would want to know what I have to tell you Helen and I respect his rule. That is why I came to the back and not the front silly.” I chided her enjoying her quiet submissive nature.

She pushed the door wider and stood back gathering her robe tight around her chest covering what was already tightly held.

“What, what is so important that my husband should know Sir. I will call him this instant.” Helen asked nervously picking up the kitchen phone extension.

“Oh I think you might like to hear what it is before you make any calls Helen. It’s a matter of great concern, something you need to listen to first I am sure.” I said resting the camcorder on her kitchen bench as she backed back against the sink full of soapsuds and dishes.

“What, what is it?” she asked again fretting.

“You had better look at what I have on my cam Helen, I think that will explain my concerns.” I said firmly pressing the go button and stepping away.

Helen still clutching her robe moved slowly closer to view the tiny screen. Within seconds she gasp covering her mouth as her face flush a crimson red then turned away speaking to the wall away from me. “How, how dare you do that, film me Sir.”

“Turn around Helen and watch it all please.” I commanded knowing she had only seen the hose dance to date.

“I think it is me, or even your husband that should be asking ‘how dare you’ hmmm?”

She watched horrified as the recording exposed her sexual play. Her entire body frame was trembling as she covered her eyes realizing I had captured all of her dirty play.

“Well, what do you have to say for yourself Helen? I do not think your husband has any idea about his dirty filthy wife does he now? Shall we make the call? What is his number please?” I asked talking down to her like a principle to a student.

Her eyes flared wide in shock as she backed again back to the bench needing to place a hand for support.

“Get that terrible thing out of here Sir. You have no right to do that. It, its an invasion of my privacy!” she said defiantly with a voice that trembled.

“In that case I will await Rick’s return and come over then Helen. I am sure Jenney will understand what her mommy gets up to as well hmm?”

“Oh dear God no, you can’t. Please I beg you.”

“Beg me? That is so sweet. No, I want more from you then polite words of pleading Helen. How far are you willing to go to protect your happy house from such a scandal huh?” I asked moving into her space to rest my ass against the opposite bench.

“It will be a huge scandal Helen.” I repeated

“I don’t know. How, what, how can I have you destroy that?” she pleaded again.

“Easily Helen. All you have to do is be that girl for me. Yes, I want you to obey and do as told understand and then, only then will I consider destroying this terrible evidence. That is not so hard is it?”

“You mean, um, err, you want me to do what exactly?” she said in horror as her mind digested what I meant.

“I think you know Helen. I said I was a sinner and I want you to be sinful for me. Is that easier to understand then?”

She remained silent, her belly heaving in panic. I walked across the room close to her and she slithered away as I picked up the phone from its wall socket.

“What, what are you doing?”

“Ringing Rick stupid, what do you think?”

“No, no please, I, I will do it, do as you tell me, please don’t call Rick.”

I had her. She was crying now and totally desperate as the nightmare unfolded in her mind now aware of just what I might expect of her.

“Good girl Helen. First rule is. Take off that gown, strip naked right here and now please. Do it!” I ordered raising my voice.

She looked up horrified with her brow wrinkled in disgust. Seeing my arms folded defiant standing as if like a guard, blocking her way out of the small space, her head suddenly collapse and hung submissively down and her arms dropped to her sides surrendering.

“Start anytime you like Helen, I have all day, well at least until Jenney gets home but know this stupid, you will obey me or else. I think you know I am serious about what the consequences might be. Now take it off!” I shouted standing upright.

Her hands fumbled as she undid the lash that held her robe. Her head remained downcast as the robe slid from her shoulders to her feet. She stood in ankle length nightdress and unbuttoned its three studs at the top. Hesitating once more, she gathered the hem low and lifted the thin material over her head then stood with her hands covering across the front of her ancient looking granny panties. Her bra was loose and ill fitting, her elbows making the garment lift at the sides exposing just a hint of her milky white breast.

One foot covered the other in the silence as my eyes perused upon her sexy slim frame. Her skin tone so pale, smooth like porcelain with a splash of freckles across the shoulders and down her chest. I waited enjoying her discomfort.

“Very, very nice Helen, now the rest please.” I said in a softer but authoritative tone.

Her rich auburn hair covered the sides and front of her face as she sobbed trying to unclasp her bra. It dropped to her toes and her hands quickly covered her naked chest.

“Keep going stupid, take those granny knickers off as well please.” I commanded feeling the thick solid bulge swell in my shorts.

Adrenalin was pumping through my body like never before such was the thrill of having such an overpowering control. Oh I had done similar in the whorehouses though never like this, never with an amateur suburban innocent. This was a fantasy come true and my cock signified just that as precum wet the front of my shorts.

Her fingers trembled as her thumbs hooked into the lining and slowly dragged her panties down till they dropped from her knees.

“Hands by your side stupid. Let me see now Helen.” I snapped annoyed when she covered up.

I loved the humiliation factor and found it even more arousing as she stood shaking naked in front of me with her head cast to one side sobbing quietly while she stood exposed. Her thick mound of dark ginger looked as if it had never been trimmed. The forest of red hid most of her mound and seemed to be growing from the top of her thighs so thick.

“That will have to go Helen. I don’t want to see that ugly mess of hair on your cunt. That is so not sexy my girl.” I swore for the first time.

Her breast drooped with her shoulders but when I asked her to straighten up, they produced pert and beautiful, her small pink nipples erect like tiny rubber erasers slightly pointing to the sides. I walked to her, lifted her chin up forcing her to look into my eyes.

“I am disappointed Helen. Your body is worthless. How the fuck do you expect me to fuck you if looking at you does not turn me on huh? You stupid slut.” I asked informing her of my intent then shocking her as a hand slapped across her left breast hard.

Her nose was running and dribbled onto her neck as she flinched at the suddenly pain. I slapped her right breast just as hard, then her face as I held her gaze.

“Yes my stupid little Nun fuck, I am going to fuck you hard and make you behave, teach you how to honor and be a good obedient little cunt understand?” I spat in her face that shoved her jaw away.

“Get up on the bench slut, now, Lay down Please Helen.”

Tears came again as she stumbled climbing onto the kitchen bench. She lay down with eyes tightly closed and nervous ripples of fear shivering through her body.

“Open them silly girl. Open your legs and show me this dirty little pussy you have.”

She made the mistake of whimpering and hesitating once more and felt the palm of my hand slap across her right nipple. Her legs sprang apart fast and dropped over the sides just above her knees totally exposing her sex to me.

I was right. Her pussy was a mess of thick red hair, hair that grew on the inside vertex of her high upper thighs and continued down disappearing into her bum crack. What amused me was the tiny beads of wet crystal like dew drops that clung to her thick bush just below the entrance of her fuck hole.

“So fucking dirty, shit, have you showered today bitch. Your pussy smells terrible.” I lied leaning close to inhale her sweet sexy aroma.

“S, sorry.” She mumbled in a soft whimper of shame.

“I should think so Helen. Now lets see if this little hairy cum trap works shall we?” I said feeling her legs stiffen as a hand suddenly groped her open snatch and proceeded to molest her pussy and slit.

“Fucking wet little cunt aren’t you slut?” I asked as two fingers roughly finger fucked her sloppy sodden tunnel.

Her sobs converted into little moans of pleasure as my fingers abused her sex. I could sense her cuming. Surprised at how soon when her bum lifted to meet my raping fingers.

I fucked her hard and fast curling a knuckle up to seek out her sweet spot and her thighs responded by lifting off the surface with each penetrating thrust of my hand.

“Yes as I suspected, a needy little cunt we have here. I can see why you faltered and got caught my girl. Your pussy needs lots of attention I think. You like this way too much my dirty slut. Say it, tell me you are a filthy little nun slut.” I demanded slowing my fingers as I spat more spittle over her slit.

“Ye, yes, yes I am a filthy s, slut.” she moaned conceding to her body’s desires.

“Damn right Helen. My little slave fuck now understands? I might be almost twice your age but my cock will still enjoy servicing this tight cum trap I promise.” I said driving my fingers faster.

Then she cum, she cum hard lifting her ass from the bench that now pooled her pussy secretions in a small shiny puddle underneath as my hand fucked and held still feeling her spasms of climax cover my fingers.

I left my hand there as she tried to curl into the fetal position then with a sudden shift, grabbed a fist of her hair and dragged her roughly to the floor not wanting her mind to come back to reality. She sat sideways panting with her head down as I pulled both my shorts and boxers to my ankles still with a fist of her hair in my grasp.

My cock jerked free swaying about as if seeking a target. A long string of precum connected still from my cock tip to the hem of my boxers at my feet. I tugged her face to my phallus.

“Suck it bitch. Show me you welcome your new Master Helen, please me slut or else.” I demanded slapping my throbbing cock across her cheeks again amused as her mouth opened.

Helens face looked frustrated as my shaft slapped from side to side denying her catch. When I stopped she hungrily accepted my thick pulsating shaft and sucked enthusiastically not concerned when I held her hair and begun to fuck her face.

“Oh what have we here, a little pro cock sucker it seems.” I chuckled down.

“Kneel and open your legs slut.” Helen struggled onto her knees and as commanded let them drift wide without losing my cock in her mouth. Her hands began to explore and fondle my balls, squeezing them slightly hungry op please me.

“Good girl, very good Helen. I think its been a while since you had a cock in your mouth am I right? Tell me whore, you want to be my little cocksucking slut huh?” I asked allowing my cock head to touch the back of her throat making her cough and choke a little.

Without warning I snapped my bare foot up between her open legs and into her heated sex causing Helens throat to groan loudly and muffled. 

Not detered by my aggrssive cruelness she grasped my shaft pulling it from her mouth and proceeded to jerk the slippery phallus as she spoke with wild enthusiasm.

“Oh God yes, yes. I want to be so bad, I want to be your nasty dirty cum slut Mr Lexin.” She panted in short breaths then quickly began to gobble my dick sloppily and urgently.

I knew there was a hidden slut beneath all that closed covered garb and now as Helen serviced me I was sure I had already broken her divine spirit enough to take full advantage of my sexy young neighbor.

I slapped her face away leaving her panting and unsure.

“Get on your hands and knees bitch.”

This time there was no hesitation and she quickly assumed the position.

Gone were the tears replaced now by a bodily sexual sweat. Her ginger covered pussy and ass were a mess of wetness clinging to her thick pubic hair as if she had just come from a naked swim.

I slapped her backside cheeks hard twice before she felt my cockhead press to her sex and with a deep long sigh, she lowered her face to the floor as my cock fucked easily through her tightness. I began to fuck her harder, feeling my balls slap under at her slit with each urgent thrust.

My hands parted her bum crack and my thumbs probed over her hairy puckered anus making her moan loudly.

“Such a dirty little fuck Helen. I think we have lots to explore huh?” I chuckled again feeling her desire to be touched there.

“Yes, yes fuck me Master, fuck me good Mr Lexin. Oh God yes!” she whimpered.

“I am going to fill your filthy pussy with cum whore.” I grunted feeling my balls tighten ready.

“Yes, no, no don’t. Don’t cum in me please.”

“Oh fuck, too late stupid.” I called and grunted as my cock exploded deep inside her womb.

I felt her pussy tighten and release just after the third jet of cum spat inside her delicious cunt.

When I was done I used a foot to push her to the side and watched amused as my seed seeped from her thick vulva lips as they pursed tight between her thighs. I moved to stand over her.

“Lick me clean like a good dirty bitch please Helen.”

With a mixture of grief, shame and pleasure she accepted taking by drooping wet cock to gently lick and suck clean. Again I pushed her away and dressed as she lay on the floor digesting all that had just happened. I could sense her shame and guilt as she spoke looking away.

“What if, um, I might be pregnant? What do I tell Rick?” she said quietly as things began to dawn.

“Tell him nothing stupid. Just make sure you fuck him when he gets back, in fact I order you to and when you do you will recall what happened today, tomorrow and the next day silly slut because this is not done. You will be my fuck toy slave slut from now on understand? Otherwise Ricks gets to know everything and don’t be a dumb ass and go to confession. That would be your biggest mistake stupid, telling the priest, fuck. No. You just keep this all to your self and enjoy being my stupid slave fuck okay?”

“Yes, yes Sir.” Helen replied with a half grin on her face not looking up.

“And Helen, get rid of that hairy fucking mess. It is disgusting okay?”

“I,I can’t. Rick would never allow it and would be suspicious of me I am sure.”

“Tell him you had to. Your gynecologist recommended so. Why the fuck I don’t know, just say it was for personal hygiene or something but get rid of it, most of it anyhow. At least shave that dirty ass and trim the majority away Helen. It is such a turn off.”

“Yes Sir.”

“I will call over this afternoon and I expect you to be ready Helen. I don’t expect to see you wearing any clothes when I return and in fact you are never to wear those granny knickers ever again understand? I don’t care where you go but you are to go without panties from now on.” I informed sternly then without another word left her.

I watched her from outside through the glazed door. She stood shakily in the kitchen and looked down opening her legs intrigued as my fertile seed leaked to the floor from her pussy. She rubbed herself again to another orgasm that came very quickly and as she did, she scooped white cream from her pussy to suck and savior with eyes closed tightly.

“Yes whore, perfect. Where have you been all my life you stupid bitch? I am going to enjoy using your body very much my sexy little nun slut.” I thought waking across to my house.

~end chapter 2~