6 comments/ 146817 views/ 43 favorites The Rent is Due By: Rifraff123 About two years ago I had the opportunity to buy my first rental house. A friend went off the deep end, stopped paying his mortgage, doing drugs etc. We met up one day and he agreed to let me buy it out from under him to avoid foreclosure. Not a bad transaction. Tax value of $210k, estimated sale value of around $240k. All for just under $160k! Not bad for a day's work. My friend? Went back home to get help from his parents. Pathetic at 40. I cleaned the place up nicely, and then went about trying to rent it out until I could sell it. I got really lucky, the third people to look at it were Heather and Mike, a nice couple just moving to Denver from somewhere in the Midwest. I I didn't realize it at the time, but there were actually three of them including Heather's daughter Taylor who came and went between college semesters. Things went along well for about 8 months, and then the rent payments started coming in late. I didn't complain at first as they included the late charges without objection. Then come June, they started short paying by about $200 each month. This went on for 2 months before I sent a strongly worded letter, then nothing. No payment, no phone call, nothing. I called a couple of times, left a message or two, then contacted my attorney so I knew what was involved in eviction. Bummer. They seemed like such a responsible, nice couple. After about 5 messages I started driving by the house at different times, hoping to catch one of them at home. After three days of nothing but a dark house I started coming by earlier in the morning, then later at night. Eventually I caught them. At about 4:30am Mike would slip out, leaving the lights off. He walked down the street to where he had parked his car. I guess he thought this would keep me from blocking him in or something. Shortly after Mike left I could see a faint glow in one of the windows I knew to be the master bath. I could see how hard they had tried to black out the window, I guess they didn't realize that the paper they used wasn't all that solid, it glowed faintly from the light behind it. With Mike out of the way I figured I would approach Heather. She would most likely be more reasonable than her Husband. Women in bad situations tend to be. I knocked on the door for a bit and rang the bell. No answer. I walked back out into the street and could see that she had turned off the light in the bathroom. Stupid girl. After about 15 minutes of renewed pounding I guess she gave up. The door opened a crack and I could see Heathers tear stained face peering out. Now, let me describe Heather. She is 34. I know, in stories like these the girl is supposed to be young, maybe 24, slender with massive tits and no brain. Well, that's not Heather. She is slender, and muscular with perfect handful breasts, but she is a well matured 34 year old woman who has taken impeccable care of her face and body. Through the barely opened door I could see that she had done her hair and makeup, the latter a bit smeared from the tears I am sure came out when she realized it was me banging on the door. She had on a robe. Nothing spectacular, white with her initials in blue ink over her left breast. However, she hadn't pulled it all the way closed, so I could see the tops of her lovely firm breasts. Nice! She didn't say a word, so I stepped up. 'Heather, what's going on with the rent? You short paid for a couple of months, and didn't send anything last month. What's the deal?' 'Rick, we don't have it, can't you just leave us alone?' I think she knew it didn't work that way. What is it with some people? Just because I own and they rent from me doesn't mean that I am flush with cash. Heck, I still had a small mortgage on the place, AND plans to buy more real estate as my savings grew. 'Heather, you have to pay me what you owe me, and move out if you can't make the rent. What's going on? Things seemed great at first, your credit was stellar.' 'Damn it Rick' she said. 'Things are tough. Mike got let go, can't find anything else and I only make enough to cover our living expenses and part of the rent. I have a new thing I am trying, getting some money, but not quite enough. I don't know what to do....' Tears rolling down her pretty face. 'Heather, what is the new thing you have going?' 'well............' blushing deeply 'I am doing erotic massages'. ??????????? This got my attention! 'Heather, that's interesting! With your looks I am sure you will make a killing. How's it going so far?' Oddly this seemed to perk her up, I guess somewhere deep inside was a little girl that loved attention. 'Good. I have been doing it for about 3 weeks now, making steady money, but not enough! I think we can start making short payments again, but we always seem to be about $200 short.' 'What do you charge?' 'A hundred dollars, plus tips. Since I don't go all the way, I usually only get about $120 per client. In the past three weeks I have had 11 clients. One has come back twice so maybe I am on to something. It makes me feel dirty and I don't really like most of the guys I see, but it may help us pay the bills. ' 'Heather, at that rate you should be able to pay the rent, but I'm not sure how you will make up the 2 months short pay and the month you skipped. $1,800 is a lot to come up with. What are you going to do about that?' The spark drained out of her eyes as I said this, I could see that she had gotten carried away, forgetting that I was not her friend, but her landlord. 'Heather, how about me? Why not make me a client to work off some of what you owe each month?' 'You would do that? But what about your wife? I thought you were happily married.........' 'I am Heather, but what the fuck. Shelley doesn't seem to have much of a sex drive these days and I like the way you look. Plus, I figure if you owe me you will put a little more into it. Am I right?' We went back and forth like this for a while. Slowly she warmed to the idea, but wanted to keep it secret from her husband. I wasn't sure why. 'Let's go now Heather, any reason I can't have a sample to cover the interest on what you owe?' She hesitated, then looked at her feet and said 'can we do this later?' 'No Heather, I need some sort of payment or I have to start eviction. 'I said with a firm tone. 'Open your robe, let me see more of you.' She opened the door and motioned for me to come inside. Refusing as I grasped her wrist and said 'No Heather, let me see you here and now. Your neighbors aren't my problem.' Looking mortified, but knowing that she had to please me she tugged at the belt on her robe, letting it fall open, revealing two firm perky breasts, each the size of a large grapefruit. Lovely! As a bonus I could see that she had not put on any panties, and I could just barely see between her legs. Shaved. Obviously part of her morning routine. Perfect. 'Ok Heather, let's up the ante a bit.' 'I understand' she said giving in. I released her and she stepped back into the room and dropped the robe, she bit her lip trying not to cry. Her firm breasts bounced to attention, her dark nipples firm and erect. A single blue vein moving through the soft tissue in her left breast. Pushing her back with my right hand I entered my rental house and gathered her into an embrace. She returned my kiss, at first softly but then with the abandon of a wanton slut. Perfect. I kept pushing her backwards until she was laying back in a large recliner in the living room, still deep kissing me as I lean over her luscious body. My hands lightly touch each breast my right leg pressing against her bare pussy between her legs. It's warmth radiating easily through my jeans. My hands begin exploring every curve, eventually covering her shaved pussy, one finger easily slipping into her wet depths. 'Please don't,' she sobbed, jerking as my fingers brushed her wet cunt. 'Don't touch me there, please, I'm not supposed to..... Please!' Even as she begged for me not to, her clit throbbed against my hand, her legs jerking. There was clearly an ache deep inside her that begged to be filled, that begged for my fingers to slide deep inside her warm, wet pussy. 'But you're so wet,' I told her, sinking one finger inside her smoothly, heedless of her begging. 'Your mouth says no, but your pussy wants attention.' 'Your cunt is sopping Heather, does that mean you like me?' I ask with a grin. 'oh' is about all I get out of her before I plunge my tongue back into her mouth. The faintly sweet lip gloss she is wearing making this whole event seem like the prelude to a feast. Pressing my fingers deeper into her now pulsing cunt, stroking and exploring her swollen clit and labia. I felt her beginning to moan. As I stop kissing her she gasps, eyes closed. Clearly enjoying the attention I am paying the few inches of pulsing flesh between her long legs. I can feel her strain as she reaches orgasm. What a little slut! After a few deep breaths, 'Wow. I usually have to start things off Rick. That was amazing. What can I do for you'? 'Heather, I intend to be here for a while, I don't know how long your usual session goes, but I expect more since you owe me. Clear?' 'Uh, Mike will be back in about 2 hours. He's just meeting a friend for coffee, looking for a job lead. I really don't want him to find you here. We agreed I wouldn't 'work' at home. And I really don't think he would want me servicing you.' 'Ok' she adds. My rules are simple. You can touch, and ask me to touch. I give a great massage, then I will get you off. You can bribe me for a blow job if you like.' This last bringing a grin to her face. I wasn't having any of it. 'Listen Heather. You don't seem to get it. Fuck your rules. This next hour or so is mine, and you will do what I want. I like your hot little body and your juicy cunt interests me, that's it. I am not a client, and I don't play by your rules. Got it?' 'but........' she starts. 'Heather, you are doing this behind your husband's back. You owe me money. I think I have some leverage here. Stop playing and bend over. As I told her to bend over I pulled her up from the recliner and pushed her face into the cushion, her ass over the wide arm. She resisted a bit at first, but when I didn't spank her she relaxed a bit. 'what are you doing?' 'Checking you out honey. I have liked your ass since the day I met you, it's nice to see it up close'. Sliding my finger back into her pussy while pressing her little asshole with my thumb resulted in her bolting up and jumping away from me and the chair. 'NO! not there! Please........' Her voice falling from indignant to pleading. 'We'll see' I said as I began unbuttoning my shirt. 'Shouldn't you be helping me with this?' 'Yes, of course. Hang on.' She said, her expression one of concern, or maybe reluctance. Gliding over to me, kissing my neck as she slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Once my shirt was off, my shoes, socks and jeans soon followed. Since I rarely wear underwear, I was fully naked in no time. Taking me by the hand we moved down the hall toward the master bedroom where she hesitated. 'I don't want Mike to catch us. Damn.' I could tell she was worried about him detecting our activities. 'What's in this room babe' I asked? 'We leave that room set up for my daughter.' 'I didn't know you had a daughter, wow. You must have been young!' 'She's 18 and lives with her biological dad in St. Louis but she visits now and again. She won't be here for a while.' 'Heather, if you are worried about Mike catching us, let's play in there. You'll have plenty of time to clean up.' I could tell this bothered her a bit, it wasn't clear to me why. As we entered the room I smiled at the little girl decorations. Stuffed animals, bright pink and white wall paper, and cloths scattered all over. A framed picture of Heather, Mike and a well-endowed young lady sat on the dresser. 'Is that her?' 'Yes' she said. That's my little Taylor. Isn't she sweet? 'Sweet? Holy shit Heather, she's fucking gorgeous! Do they all get tits like that at 18 now? I don't remember that from when I was in high school! Fuck!' 'The times they be a changing' Heather said with a smile. 'But you're right; she is a hot little thing! By now Heather was feeling a bit more confident, pushing me face first onto Taylors bed, straddling me and pouring massage oil on my back that she had picked up somewhere along our walk from the living room. She truly is an excellent masseuse. In no time I was full relaxed, but that isn't what I wanted from her. After about 15 minutes of massage I rolled over, pushing her up a bit so that my hard cock rested between her legs, her protruding cunt lips on either side. 'Rick, that's about as far as I can go. No fucking is the deal I have with Mike, ok?' 'No Heather, it isn't ok. I like what I see. But for now, come up here' I said as I pushed her ass, giving here the idea that I wanted her to sit on my face. I could see the relief in her eyes as she shifted her weight. As she straddled me, I parted her cunt lips and pulled her forcefully down onto my face. This is my addiction, I love eating a hot pussy, especially one already drenched with her own cum. Grinding away, I think Heather eventually realized that this is what I was after and she really started getting into it. After about 20 minutes of pure cunt licking bliss I pulled her off and turned her around, still lying on my back. Grabbing my stiff cock in my right hand, I waived it at her and said 'I need somewhere to put this, any ideas?' 'My mouth. Please put it in my mouth' she begged. I could tell she was hoping that I wouldn't fuck her, or go after her virgin ass again. Firmly grasping my balls in her left hand she began to slowly and skillfully lick my cock, starting at the base, working up, stopping just below the head. Clearly this woman was skilled! As she slowly enveloped my cock in her hungry mouth I could see both lust and regret in her eyes. Skilled or no, she was still getting used to her new life. Stocking my cock up and down with her right hand, gently with her soft hands. The firm yet soothing feel showed just how experienced she truly was. I watched as my cock disappeared, then reappeared, glistening with her saliva. Over and over, like a little girl with an ice cream. Not hesitating a bit she sucked first my left nut, then both together, the tip of her tongue just flicking my ass hole. She was a stunning sight! Sucking my cock like a wanton slut, bringing me ever closer to a much needed orgasm! I especially enjoyed the soft noises coming from deep in her throat, deep animalistic purring sounds, rhythmically interrupted by the sound of my balls slapping her chin. I could tell she was loving this, even if part of her regretted what she was becoming. What a natural little cock sucker! 'Can I make you cum?' she whispered, looking up, tears clearly visible in her eyes, one slowly rolling down her left cheek. 'No babe, we have a bit more ground to cover' I said, gently wiping away her tear. Seeing that I wasn't going to let her make me cum this way, she smiled up at me from between my legs, gently licking my cock again and asks 'so, what else can I do for you?' 'Do you mean how else can you work off the money you owe me? HA! How badly does your husband NOT want you fucking for money?' 'No Rick, I can't. Please stop. Mike would kill me, and I don't want to do anything to hurt him. Please let me get you off some other way, besides he will be home any time now.' Not being one for small talk, I simply picked her up, pushed her down on her back on her daughters' bed and spread her legs, her gaping pussy pulsing as if it had a mind of its own. 'You can cry all you want Heather, I kind of like it..' I told her, and it was true. Hearing her gentle sobs was a turn on, especially as I pushed my now well lubricated cock against her tight little ass. Since I was on top she couldn't really get away this time, so I played to my advantage and kept pressing. 'Fuck, no.... no... Rick, no, not there.... Please no... oh god, somebody help me please,... oh......' she sobbed, quietly. 'Heather, cunt or ass, your choice? Beg for it..........' 'ohhhhh....' She wailed 'no, I can't... please stop' In retaliation I pushed harder into her back passage, just getting the tip of my cock past her sphincter. This shook her up a lot. 'God no, Rick, fuck me normally, you know.... Fuck my pussy.. come on, oh god that hurts! Please no, PLEASE NO for gods sake, FUCK, please fuck my tight little cunt, PLEASE.........' 'Please, Ricky.' she continued to plead. 'I can't take it there! You can do my pussy or mouth if you want, but please not there!' That was odd, how did she know my step daughters pet name for me? 'Beg me to fuck your pussy.' I told her. She seemed to give it her all. 'Please fuck my pussy, Ric. Please.' I pressed my cock farther against her ass. 'Oh, Ric. Please fuck my pussy. I need it so bad, please fuck my pussy.' Who can resist a polite invitation like that? Sliding my cock out of her ass I rammed it home in one brutal thrust, pushing eight inches of cock into her at once before bottoming out, leaving two inches outside of her, my cock pressing against her cervix. Her eyes widened in shock. Just then the cell phone she had carried in with her started ringing. Some stupid song turned into a ring tone. Totally annoying. 'Oh god' she said, 'That's Mike!'. 'Answer it then, I can wait' I insisted, my cock still filling her tight cunt. 'I can't, not with you in me, can you move, please?' 'Nope, answer it, I will be quite!' 'Argh, ok. Hello? Mike? What's up? No, everything is fine, sure, fine, ok, see you in 30. Love you, ok, bye.' 'Rick, we have to hurry, he will be here in 30 minutes, please stop....' Something in her eyes made it clear that my cock, pressing up against something inside her made her feel sick, her pussy full of me. She clenched helplessly around me, her pussy sucking me in like it wanted me there, her body spasming helplessly, her clit throbbing demandingly. 'That's it. You like that, don't you, whore?' I asked, starting to fuck her in long, hard slides. I pulled out all the way to the head , then shoved inside again as deep as I could. She jerked and began sobbing underneath me, pleading helplessly; all she could do was lie there and take it, her body reacting to my thrusts against her will. 'Please stop,' Heather pleaded. 'Fucking whore, stupid little fucking whore. Whores like fucking. Whores deserve fucking!' 'Stop, stop, STOP.' 'Admit it Heather, you want every guy to fuck your hot cunt' 'Please, Ric, please stop, please, please, please stop, I'm not a whore. Please!' How could I let that go? Such an obvious slut, first begging for it as directed, then begging me to stop. As I reached around and pressed my thumb into her ass I got an even better response. 'Stop... oh God, please stop...' she sobbed and choked , tears streaming down her cheeks, strands of hair now glued across her face. Getting ready, I figured shooting my load deep inside her would be a satisfying way to end the session, knowing full well that she was on birth control, but would still worry. 'God no! Please don't!' she cried out, clearly not wanting me to cum inside her. Of course I ignored her and rammed myself harder into her. After fully draining myself I pulled out. She just lay still, her pussy gaping open, a trickle of my cum slowly running out of her hole and down to her ass. Finally, pulling out of her, I threw her off of the bed and onto the floor where she curled up, her body shaking with each sob. 'I will see you again soon Heather. Let's say that a couple of sessions like this makes up for a short payment of around $200. Get me something and I won't evict you, or tell your husband what a naughty slut you are' The Rent is Due "You've got 5 days and you're out!" You had fallen on hard times. Your wife had become ill, and you had spent every last dime, just trying to keep her alive. You plead with your landlord... begging him to give you one more month, but he is not budging. "5 days!" You put the phone down and hang your head. You don't know what to do. You can't go out on the street. You hear a knock on your office door, and you say come in. You see the door open, and immediately your heart drops. It's him. That arrogant hot shot "stud" from across the hall. He had only been working with the company for a year, and already he was the talk of the town. You had been there for a decade, and he had taken your promotion. And he took every chance he had to throw it in your face. He comes and sits down at your desk and tells you that he overheard your conversation. You start to lash out, but he stops you. He asks you if you need money. You tell him that you don't need anything and to not worry about it. But he presses the issue. And in a moment of weakness, you break down and tell him your situation. He listens, and seems compassionate. You can't believe that you even told him. And then he asks you how much you need. You tell him that you will get the money on your own. You think to yourself that the last thing that you need, is to owe this cocky son of a bitch money. But he presses the issue. So you tell him the money that you need. He is surprised at the amount. You tell him that you are 3 months behind already. He hesitates for a moment, and then he tells you that he will loan you the money. You tell him to stop bullshitting you. But he says that he is serious. You know that the both of you don't like each other, so you ask him. "What's the catch?" He tells you that he will pay you, but only if you do him a favor. You know that he is a pompous son of a bitch. But you are desperate... and weak. Reluctantly, you ask him what he wants. His response to your question shocks you. He tells you that he will pay you the money you need. But only... if you suck his dick. And then he promises you, that you will enjoy every second of it. You tell him to fuck off, and you storm out of the room. You get in your car, and begin to drive home. You can't believe that he would say something like this. But you think about it. You even wonder to yourself, is this guy serious? Would he actually give you the money you need, it you sucked him off? You are desperate, but not that desperate. But you tell yourself that he probably just said that to fuck with you. He is just the type to do that. ---------------- The next day in the office, he asks you, "Do you have the money yet?" You look at him, frowning. He smiles. He knows that you don't have it. He tells you that he thinks that you will enjoy it. You tell him that you are not gay. He tells you that he is not gay either. He just enjoys having his dick sucked. He tells you that he thinks you would do a great job. You tell him to fuck off and leave you alone. But you think about it. ---------------- There are only a few days left. You become more and more desperate. You apply for loans. You ask friends and family. But everything leads to a dead end. He is still talking to you everyday at the office. And you begin to realize that he is dead serious. He tells you that just because you suck a man off doesn't mean you're gay. Especially if you had to do it. He tells you that you just might like it. You ask him to just leave you alone. He tells you that his offer stands. You tell him that you would rather be on the street than to suck a dick. But you think about it. You can't sleep at night. You wrack your brain every night, trying to think of something. But you can't come up with anything. And then, you begin to say to yourself, maybe it won't be so bad. But then you retract it. "What am I thinking?" you say to yourself. There has to be another way to get the money. ---------------- There are two days left. He continues to pursue you. He tells you that you can't be out on the street. You have a wife and a kid. And you obviously don't have any other options. You don't respond. You can't respond. Because you know that he is right. He tells you his offer still stands. As you drive home, you begin to contemplate the possibility of sucking a cock. You can't believe that you are having these thoughts, but you are desperate. You wonder if you could even bring yourself to put your mouth on another mans penis. The thought repulses you. ---------------- The next day at the office, he visits you. He tells you that he will be in his office tomorrow, after hours, and after everyone leaves. You don't respond to him, and he walks out. You keep thinking that there has to be another way. But... there's not. That night, you don't sleep. You try, but you can't. Thoughts of how humiliating it will be to suck off another man fill your head. What if someone finds out? What if your family finds out! As you get ready for work the next morning, you are nervous and trembling. ---------------- Today is the day. If you don't pay your rent by morning, you are done. Out on the street. He steps in your office, and he asks you, "So... what will it be? Should I wait?" You don't answer him, but your silence speaks to him. The day goes by excruciatingly slow. You can't get any work done. You still try to figure a way to come up with the money, but you can't. You have no options, and you have no where to go. You can't be out on the street. You know it. And you know that he knows it. As the day winds down, everyone in your complex starts to leave. You sit in your room, looking outside. You watch every car leave the driveway, until you see that his car and yours are the only ones in the lot. Everyone is gone now. You can't believe what you are about to do. But deep down, you've known for some time that this is what you were going to do. You get up, and walk over to his door and knock. The door opens, and he is standing there smiling. You hate him for that. "Have a seat." He says to you. It's just you, and him. He walks over and sits down in front of you. And he looks at you, and smiles again. You tell him that he better not tell anyone about this. No one can know about this. No one can find out. You also tell him that you will suck him, but you won't swallow. So he better warn you. Then you tell him that if he tells anyone about this that you will kill him. And you mean it. He looks you in your eyes. He promises you, that this is just between you and him. No one will ever know about this. You don't know if you can trust him, but you don't have a choice. You sit there trembling, not believing what you are about to do. And you watch him get up, and walk to the office door. He shuts it, and locks it. He then moves to the shades and closes them. He turns and begins to walk towards you. He steps in front of you, and slowly unzips his pants. This is the moment of truth. This is your last chance. There is no turning back after this. You want to get up and leave. But you can't. You need the money. You sit there and watch, as he pulls down, and then steps out of his pants. You immediately see the bulge in his pants. He is already aroused. Your mind is spinning as begins to pull his underwear down slowly. He is teasing you. As his underwear creeps down, his cock begins to reveal it self. You immediately notice that he shaves. His cock is thick and long. Slowly, inch by inch he reveals himself to you until his penis is in full view. He is big. At least 7 inches, and he only has a semi erection. His cock and testicles are completely shaven. His penis is smooth. You look his cock over from the base, down to his mushroom head. You've never seen a penis up close. Your mouth begins to water. As you look at his cock, you begin to feel strange sensations inside of you. You try to fight them, but you can't. You can smell a scent, emanating from him. You can't decipher what it is, but its masculine. And it begins to overtake you as you breathe in. "Don't be afraid." He whispers to you. You move your hands up, and wrap them around the base of his cock. His dick is warm. You move your hands up his shaft, feeling his silky smooth skin. You hear him breathe out, and his cock begins to expand. You continue to stroke his penis, mesmerized by it. It gets thicker, and stronger in your hands, stretching out towards you. Soon, it is rock hard, and hot. As you stroke, you feel your whole entire body responding to him. The blood rushes through you. His penis is so hard... yet so soft in your hands. Your breath begins to quicken, and his penis grows even stronger. It's like a magnet... drawing you in. You can no longer look at him... you are completely fixated, on this cock in front of you. Your heart begins to beat faster, and faster. You are afraid. But you don't know why. You know that you are not gay. You know, that you don't lust after men. You are completely into women, physically... and emotionally. But something about his cock, is turning you on. It's big, thick... powerful. You can feel your own dick beginning to rise. You groan involuntarily... and your hands tremble, as they move back and forth over his shaft. You feel his hand, gently at the back of your head... caressing you. But he is not going to force you. He is going to force you to make the first move. His scent, fills your nostrils, and you can feel the masculine energy radiating from him. And it draws you in. You are afraid to suck him, because you want to suck him. You lean in, slowly and reluctantly... getting closer, and closer. You can feel the heat of his dick, as you lean in. You open your mouth slowly, and his thick mushroom head slips past your lips. You hear his low, guttural moan, as the tip of his penis slides into your mouth. You open your mouth even wider as his cock penetrates you. You feel his hand gently press you in, and you grab his thighs. You look up at him, and he catches your eye. He begins to unbutton his shirt. He is teasing you with his body. He slides his shirt off, and you groan, as you look over his body. His abs and chest are perfectly chiseled. You have never looked at a man this way, but at this moment you realize how sexy a man's body can be. You begin to feel a deep forbidden desire rise inside of you. And it is stronger anything you've ever felt. You try to fight it, but you can't. You tell yourself, that you don't want this, you don't enjoy this, but your lust for him takes you over. You moan loudly onto his cock, and begin to suck him, with passion. You see him throw his head back... in ecstasy. You want to please him, in every way. And you will. You move back, until you are right at the tip of his penis, and you lick around the head. You lick up his slit, and taste his precum. And it tastes so fucking good. With your hands still gripping his thighs, you take your mouth off of him, and his thick cock angles upward. You move down, and run your tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip of him, and engulf him again. He gasps out loud. You run your hands up his body, wanting to feel all of him. You can feel the ridges of his tight abs, and his chest, as you caress his upper body. And as you feel him up, his cock travels deeper into your hungry mouth. You close your eyes and concentrate, and you relax your throat, and begin to take more of him in. You want him now. You want every inch of his beautiful penis in your mouth. You reach around and grab his firm ass, and you feel his hand at the back of your head, push your mouth further onto his cock, until it is deep in your throat. Tears fall from the corners of your eyes as you take him to the hilt. You gag, and you feel like you are about to choke, so he pulls you back. His cock pops from your lips, and you breathe heavy. Strings of saliva bridge from his cock to your mouth, as you catch your breath. His penis, is dripping wet. You look up at him again, and the both of your eyes meet. He looks down at you, with lust. He wants your mouth. And you want to give him your mouth. You grip his ass tighter, and lunge back onto his cock. The both of you groan in unison, as you begin to service him. You are hungry for him now. You begin to suck him in earnest, letting go of all your inhibitions. And at this very moment, you don't care whether you are straight, or gay. You don't care who finds out about this. You don't give a fuck about anything. All you want is his cock. You want to lick, taste, suck and service his cock. Something inside you... a deep dark forbidden desire laying dormant in you has been unlocked. And you are out of your mind with lust. The blowjob becomes hotter, and wetter, until slurping, and moaning sounds fill the entire room. He begins to pump his hips involuntarily, driving his cock in and out of your mouth. You feel his grip on your head tighten, and he tries to push his cock violently into your mouth. But you hold your ground. You want to bring him off, in a way that he has never been brought off before in his life. You push back against his stomach with one hand, and grab the base of his cock with your other hand. You continue to suck him off at a moderate pace, moving your head back and licking around his mushroom head, and tasting his precum before taking him in deeper. The both of you establish a rhythm, with him bucking, and you lunging into him. You can feel his dick throbbing, twitching, and pulsating in your mouth. And you know that it won't be long now. You reach around and grab his ass again, and suck him in even harder, relaxing your throat, deepthroating him effortlessly now. You hear him cry out, as you continue to service him. You know better than any woman, how to suck him off. This is natural to you. You feel a sense of pride, knowing that you are giving him the ultimate pleasure. You look up at him again, and you can see beads of sweat dripping from his upper body. His body begins to tremble. And then, he tells you that he is about to cum. You know that you should pull away. But you don't. You can't. He warns, you again... telling you that he is about to explode. He even tries to pull your head back. You push his hands away. You told him that you wouldn't swallow. But right now, you want his cum. You groan loudly onto his cock. His entire body tightens, he throws his head back and roars out. You feel his cock expand... and he erupts, and begins to shoot scalding hot, milky, creamy cum in your mouth. You begin to swallow, and swallow, and swallow his seed. You can feel his hot liquid, splash against the back of your tongue, and it fills every crevice of your mouth. You begin to gulp down his hot cum, savoring each spurt of it, before the next jet pumps into your mouth. He continues to cry out, and shoot spurt, after spurt, after spurt of hot cum in your hungry mouth. You groan in between swallows, as you can't get enough of his cum. And you want every single drop. You begin to milk him, making sure that none escapes you until he forces your head off of his cock. He falls down to his knees on the floor, and you lay back in your chair. Both of you breathe heavy. And then, everything begins to set in. You put your head into your hands, not being able to believe that you just sucked off a man, and swallowed his cum. After a couple of minutes, you see him stand up, walk around and reach into his desk, pull out the money and hand it to you. And then he asks, "Was it worth it?" To Be Continued? The Rent is Due Ch. 02 'Hello Heather,' I said, clearly startling her just as she closes her front door. 'How are you?' I watch as Heather pushes the door back open, clearly intending to jump back inside, but then seeing that is was me, and not someone she could escape, she calms down and turns to face me. 'Rick, what are you doing here? Mike could be,' 'Cut the crap Heather, Mike left 20 minutes ago, I followed him. He is out drinking with a bunch of guys. Don't make like you think he will be home any time soon. Where are you off to? Hustling another erotic massage?' I demand, smiling, but making it clear that I am not friendly. 'No, please let me go, I have to take,' she starts, pausing as I run my hand over her left breast. 'Please Rick, not now. I have to pick up .......a friend.' She stammers, blushing a bit. 'And I'm running late. Please, can we do this another time, you know I won't ever say no............' 'Heather,' I say. 'I only need 15 minutes, and I think they will do you some good. Do you want to go back inside, or do it out here? Frankly I don't care.' My voice firm and cold. Not missing a beat I hold her shoulders and turn her around so she is facing the door, grasping her wrists I put her hands up, like a criminal being frisked. Gently kicking her legs apart with my feet, I press myself up against her, running my hands over her breasts, and down between her legs. Since she is fully clothed, I can only just feel her nipples through her bra, and the fabric of her shirt. Between her legs I feel warmth resonating through her jeans. 'No Rick, No! The neighbors will see, NO Please!' she wails, softly, but with conviction. 'No........ please.' 'Then in we go Heather, your choice. I don't give a fuck. You owe me money, and today I am in the mood to take a little extra off for your trouble, so get your hot little body inside. Come on hun, time's a wasting..............' With reluctance Heather pushes the door open, cool air from the air conditioner rushing out to greet us, dim light coming from the kitchen, and possibly upstairs. As before, the sofa is near the front door, this time I push her roughly over it so her ass is in the air, her hands just holding up her body against the cushions. 'Take your pants off honey, and give me a show. Come on.' I say, letting her up, the material of her jeans being too thick for me to enjoy pressing my boner against. But she doesn't move. I am stunned! She says still, her ass in the air, her face down in her hands, I can hear her sobbing. Massaging her ass I ask her what's wrong, but all she just continues sobbing, repeating 'no please....... no', over and over in a soft voice, knowing it is useless. Well, her jeans come off easily enough; I may have damaged the zipper, her fucking problem. She obediently raises her feet, one at a time so I can remove the heels she is wearing, and pull the pants down, one leg at a time. 'Now Heather, we covered this before. You are a hot little cunt that owes me money, what's this NO crap? Fuck it babe. I can kick you and your worthless husband out any time, you just say the word.' Her white lacy thong looks fantastic on her tan ass, but it's clearly in the way so I roughly pull it down, exposing her generous cunt lips, and giving me a brief view of her little puckered asshole. My index finger slides easily into her damp cunt, she must not hate this as much as she claims, cunt juice making her lips shine when I move enough for the light to hit them. She tries to stand up as I pull my finger out of her, and start pressing it into her asshole, clearly something she doesn't like! 'No Rick, my pussy please........ my pussy, only my pussy........... like before..........I need it in my pussy,' she whimpers, but to no avail. I am in a different mood today. My cock slides easily out of the fly in my jeans, and I remove the little bottle of lube I have been carrying around in my front right pocket. As I empty its contents down her ass crack I rub it in, both into her cunt and her ass, helping her believe that her pussy was my only goal, her ass just a threat like last time. 'spread your legs Heather, spread that pussy open for me', I whisper, forcing her legs apart with my feet, one at a time. I can feel her tense up, then relax as my cock slowly pushes into her now sopping pussy. Gently I slide it in, one inch, then three, only to slide it back out, and up to her asshole. Grabbing her tightly as my cock penetrates her anal passage; I can only just hold her down, her head shaking from side to side, her torso pushing back away from the couch. 'No............. damn it, no, stop. You can't do this, .............. Rick, stop it, stop it!' she yells, clearly recovered from the funk that overtook her earlier. 'I know we owe you money, but not this, NO!' she yells, pushing me back so that I stumble away, my rigid cock now pointing directly at her bare cunt. 'Heather,' I say calmly. 'I asked you for a show and for you to take off your jeans and you ignored me. So this is what you get. But like before you have a choice.' 'Anything, tell me, anything but that........' 'Butt that, I say laughing. 'Nice play on words. Heather, bend over and take it, or we can fight over it and YOU can explain the mess to Mike when he gets home. How long was he going to be gone for anyway?' Panic in her eyes she looks at the ground, then seems to go numb. Not moving, and not saying anything as I gently turn her around and bend her back over the sofa. My cock slides easily into her pussy, picking up the added lubrication I know I will want. Pulling it out, I press it against her anal fuck hole. I can feel her tense up, but she is still in a numb state, not resisting, just sobbing gently, back to saying 'no.... no' over and over again. My cock head slips in easily, and then meets resistance. I suspect she is tensing up, which just pisses me off. 'Fuck Heather, don't stupid cunts ever learn?' I snarl as I grab her hair in my left hand, pulling her head back, thrusting forward with my hips, impaling her on my pole. 'Ungh........ she groans, OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!..... FUCK, FUCK. OHHHHHHHHHHH.....' she wails as I thrust in and out, yanking her hair with each thrust. 'Fuck, ' I yell. 'FUCK you feel good. God I love this house, god I love having a stupid whore owing me money, FUCK! As I unloaded into her ass, I could just hear her phone ringing over her now uncontrolled sobs. Her phone, lying on the floor by her jeans showed a picture of a young lady, clearly Heathers daughter. This makes me wonder...... Slapping Heathers firm ass as I pulled out my cock made me laugh. What a slut! And all mine! 'Hey Heather, what time are you picking up your daughter?' I asked, taking a shot. '3:30.........no I mean, I'm not picking up my dau.............' She choked out. Clearly caught off guard by my question. So, Heathers little girl is in town, this could get interesting! The Rent is Due 'ok, Rick and.... Thank you.... I think she said, clearly confused and afraid......' As I walked out the door, I couldn't help thinking about her cute daughter........... To be continued...