My landlord had been calling on a daily basis for over a week.
My rent was late yet again and I knew it was just a matter of time before he showed up to collect. I had just gotten out of the shower wearing just a robe pacing around my apartment trying to come up with some kind of plan to get the money together when I heard a knock at the door. There was no way my landlord was here already, he usually took a couple of weeks before he got to the point of knocking on my door. I figured it must be my boyfriend so I didn’t bother putting on something more decent before I answered the door.
I checked the peephole but couldn’t really tell who it was. From the back of his head, I thought looked like my boyfriend so I opened up the door wearing nothing but the thin satin robe that only came down to my mid-thigh. It was very thin and the material left nothing to the imagination as my hard nipples pointed straight out through it. With a big smile on my face I opened up the door but when he turned around I realized the mistake. Oh shit! It wasn’t my boyfriend at all. It was my landlord. My smile quickly faltered for a moment but I tried to recover from my surprise and plaster another grin on my face. It was obvious that I was forcing it.
I didn’t have enough money to cover rent this month…again. I’d been late a couple of times recently and I knew that’s what my landlord wanted. What was I supposed to tell him??? He already looked pissed off and I knew he wasn’t going to be happy when he heard what I had to say. He barged into my living room. Timidly I closed the door behind him. “Do you have my rent?” He demanded without even so much as a hello. I couldn’t blame him. I’d be livid, too, if I were him.
I lowered my head, shaking it, not knowing what else to say, I didn’t have any money to offer him. And I knew if I said anything it would only make him even angrier. I slowly walked up behind him and started rubbing his shoulders. He rounded on me about to start yelling. That’s when I opened just the top of my robe. My tits fell out of it and my landlord stood there surprised, his jaw hit the floor. I was hot and I knew it. So, why not use it?
He reached out and grabbed my tits, squeezing them. He rolled my nipples between his fingers, pulling hard on them. While he played with them I reached down and unfastened the tie around my robe. Using my tits as a guiding tool, he pulled me to the couch. I fell on top of him.
“I’m going fuck you and take my payment from that sweet pussy. We’ll make a deal,” my landlord started, “you let me take you whenever I want and you don’t have to worry about the rent anymore.” He let my robe slide to the floor and pushed my face to his pants. Obediently I undid his button and slid his zipper down. I slowly reached my hand into his pants and pulled his cock out. It was already hard and throbbing beneath my fingers. I opened my sexy mouth and slid the head of his cock into it. I teased the head of his cock with my tongue, licking all the precum leaking from his tiny slit.
If my landlord wanted my tight pussy as payment for rent from now on, I was okay with that. Actually, I was more than okay with it. He obviously didn’t know how I craved being a naughty little slut. It made my pussy dripping wet just thinking about being able to fuck his big cock at least once a month.
I sucked his cock for all I was worth, which was a LOT. When he’d had enough he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back up his body. I hovered over his pulsing cock for only a second before he grabbed my hips and thrust himself deep inside of me. I threw my head back as he entered me, not expecting the force all at once. “Fuck me good, bitch, and you won’t have to worry about rent,” my landlord said through clenched teeth. I ground my hips against him, feeling his cock pressing into my G spot.
He moaned as I started bouncing on top of him. I made his cum shoot so hard inside me that I could feel his cock twitching inside of me with each spurt that flew out to coat my inner walls. I collapsed on top of him, breathing hard. He wrapped his arms around me and kept pushing himself into me. I was already on the edge so fucking ready to cum. As he slammed up into me I finally found my release, my pussy tightening around his dick as I squirt all over his dick. “Fuck! You are such a good little slut,” he said.
Without a care, he pushed me off of him and used my robe to clean himself off. As he closed up his pants my landlord turned from me and began walking to the door. Before he walked out he turned to me and said, “I’ll be back and you better be ready for me any time I knock on your fucking door.” I lay on the couch dripping fluids from my used pussy and didn’t even have the energy to fully speak but somehow I managed the two softly spoken words, “Yes Sir.” Do you have what it takes to bring me to my knees?
