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Living Expenses - Part Two - Amy
by Samantha Young <AlolGiss@gmail.com>
(MF Mf Fsolo oral rim anal voy preg blackmail)
Web Site : /~AlolGiss/
Last Revised: February 2020
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Summary: This is the continuing story about the sexual
adventures of Jack; the owner of an apartment complex. The idea
for this story line was originally inspired by one called
"Working Off the Rent Part 1," by JT Ripper - a story from the
ASSTR website. It is my hope that the Living Expenses series
will stand out on their own regardless of where the idea came
from. After all, it's not like paying rent with sex is exactly
an original idea. This story makes a few references to the first
part of Living Expenses, but it is not strictly necessary to
read them in order. Also, I tend to be very wordy with details
which I feel will help "flesh" things out. This means if you are
looking for sucking and fucking a few sentences into this story,
you might be quickly disappointed.
In this part, Jack takes advantage of Amy Wilson from #508. Amy
is a nineteen-year-old girl with reddish-blonde hair who gets
dumped by her boyfriend after he finds out she's pregnant. This
causes her to get behind on rent due to the lost income. Young
Amy is then forced to work off her missing rent payments with
sex. Although I released my first version of this story in 2018,
I've made a few changes to it based on reader feedback--mainly
grammatical and cosmetic. The February 2020 update will be the
final version since there are only so many changes which can be
made before it starts becoming another story entirely.
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*** CHAPTER ONE ***
Jack T. Ripper, owner and manager of the Marble Gates Premium
Efficient Dwellings, (Mg ped), was bored. It was the last day of
February, and the day had seemed to drag on with nothing more
interesting than a few attractive tenants stopping by to pay
their upcoming rent for March. Because the temperatures were
still on the cooler side this year, those tenants had not been
showing off their beautiful bodies like usual. The only thing
left to do before closing at five was wait for a visit from a
new tenant who was coming to sign her lease.
He had met the girl a few days back when she came to tour the
apartments. He remembered thinking to himself that she barely
looked old enough to drive, not to mention signing a lease. But
after verifying her identity to process her application, her
driver's license confirmed that as of February twenty-fifth, Amy
Wilson, a five-foot, one-inch tall female with reddish blonde
hair and green eyes, was indeed old enough to sign an apartment
lease. Her petite figure with small tits and a tiny waist made
it hard to believe that this teenage beauty was truly eighteen
years old. Based on his brief observation of her actions, he
didn't think she had enough brains to carry around a fake ID.
Jack was tidying up before closing for the day when Amy came
into the leasing office. As she sat across from him, he
immediately noticed a couple of differences from the last time
she'd been there. First, she was wearing her hair up in a
ponytail, making her look even younger. Hair up or down, it made
no difference; she still looked younger than eighteen. Second,
she wasn't alone. A tall, blonde, behemoth of a man in his late
twenties, sat next to her. Jack made a show of studying her file
while taking in the situation. He couldn't decide if this giant
with bulging muscles and a vacant look on his chiseled face was
her big brother, her boyfriend, or her sugar daddy. It probably
made no difference in how he would handle things with Amy's
living situation.
"Hello Amy," he said in greeting. "I'm glad you're here. I was
about to close for the day. Are you still interested in the
studio apartment? Or will you be wanting something bigger?"
"I still want the studio," she responded simply.
He waited for a moment to see if she would add more, but when
she remained silent, he continued, "Okay then, a studio it is."
Sliding the prepared lease in her direction, he started, "As I
mentioned before, the studio is five hundred square feet and has
a main front room which doubles as the bedroom, a large kitchen,
bathroom, and double closet. The rent will be four hundred per
month, due on the third. Any payments made after that, will be
considered late, and a late fee may be assessed. Also, your..."
"How big?"
Jack blinked. The question had come suddenly from her...whatever
he was. He hid his annoyance, not because of the question, but
because of the interruption.
He looked at Wilfred and said, "Well, the studio is five hundred
square feet."
He didn't know or care what the guy's real name was, but Wilfred
seemed as fitting as any. He looked at Amy from the corner of
his eye and saw that she was staring ahead, not moving, not even
fidgeting. It was as if she would only come to life when asked a
direct question. He had sort of noticed this before, but they
had been walking around the complex at the time.
"As I was saying," he continued, "if you are consistently late
with your rent, you will risk losing your deposit. Plus, other
arrange..."
"How big is five hundred feet?"
Ignoring Wilfred, he said to Amy, "The studio apartment is big
enough for one person, and comfortable enough for two if they
don't mind the limited space." Then, directing his attention at
Wilfred for the first time, he added, "Are you interested in
moving in as well?"
"Wadia mean? Course ima movin in. Amy and I is a couple in case
ya didn't know."
Jack smiled and spread his hands in a gesture of peace that he
was sure neither of them knew the meaning of. "Just checking.
You know what they say about assuming...or not."
The rest of the visit proceeded without too many more
interruptions from Wilfred, and none from Amy. It turned out
that Wilfred's actual name was Hank, and Hank would indeed be
moving in with Amy. The twenty-seven-year-old giant even had his
ID and pay stubs with him. Even though his credit wasn't all
that good, and even though he rubbed Jack the wrong way, he
couldn't technically turn him away. Eventually, he got through
the rest of the lease terms and collected their deposit and
first month of rent. He gave Amy (and Hank), his usual welcome
speech as he handed her the keys to apartment #508.
He followed them out, walking a short distance with them to make
sure they knew the way to building #5. As he walked behind the
mismatched couple, he covertly checked Amy out while Hank openly
goggled other women. Based on Hank's behavior, Jack wouldn't be
at all surprised if the idiot dropped her like a hot potato as
soon as a nicer piece of ass came around. While Amy wasn't a
ten, she wasn't bad to look at either. For the most part, he
felt that pussy was pussy, no matter what kind of body
surrounded it; older, younger, fatter, thinner, ETC. If it was
clean, he would consider it. But he also knew that not all guys
felt the same way. Given the opportunity, he wouldn't mind
taking Amy on a sexual ride.
Jack was more than well off when it came to money and sex. Money
was no problem because he had invested wisely over the years,
and was able to purchase this modest, but comfortable apartment
complex. Since it was paid off, his only expenses were the
regular costs of doing business, maintenance, and upkeep; all
minus a mortgage. Because of investments elsewhere, he could
afford to keep rent relatively low and still bring in more than
fifteen thousand dollars per month.
As for sex, he had more than plenty thanks to the "special"
girls in the complex. There were always a few tenants who had
money problems and got behind with rent. In most cases, he went
through the normal procedures of adding late fees, attorney
fees, and eviction. However, if the tenant was a pretty girl in
distress, he handled things differently by convincing her to
work off her rent by having sex with him. Most of these
"special" girls were young women who had money problems because
of losing their job, their man, or their judgment in spending
money wisely.
Although a few "special" girls didn't have kids, most were
single mothers who had been dumped, therefore the most desperate
and the easiest to seduce. On occasion, the girl wasn't single,
but still chose to have sex with him to help make ends meet. No
matter the situation, he was always amazed at how stupid these
girls were for falling under his control.
He had the perfect seduction system in place when a pretty
tenant couldn't keep up due to financial difficulties. First, he
would offer advice, like suggesting she borrow money from family
or friends. Next, he would offer her odd jobs around the complex
which he knew wouldn't work out after a while. Last, he would
move in for the kill by convincing her that having sex was the
only way to not get kicked out and become a homeless whore, or
worse. Since the thought of being homeless was very scary,
especially if the girl had a kid, she usually gave in at this
point.
He had been doing this long enough that he knew which girls
needed gentle convincing and which needed him to be a bit more
forceful. No matter which tactic he used, eventually the girl
saw reason and either moved out, taking her chances, or started
putting out. The dumber ones succumbed almost immediately while
the smarter ones were a little more challenging. Smart or dumb,
he always made sure to give them orgasms. He knew many of them
ended up enjoying the sex even if they never admitted it.
As for the morality of what he did, he felt good about doing his
civic duty and helping to keep more pretty women off the
streets. Most of his "special" girls were single, but if she had
a boyfriend, husband, baby daddy, or some sort of spiritual
attachment, he let her figure out her own morals of what she had
to do regarding her living expenses.
He typically had between five and seven "special" girls to
choose from. Whether he saw the girl as much as once or twice
per week, or as little as once or twice per month, he still
managed to enjoy some sort of sexual gratification almost every
day. Sometimes all the girl had to do was pose naked for him
while he secretly took lewd pictures of her. Other times, the
girl had to make him cum by using either her hands or her mouth.
But most times, he spent at least an hour having nonstop sex
with the girl, beginning with oral or anal foreplay of some
kind, followed by intense fucking until they both had an orgasm
or two. Depending on his mood and which girl he was with, the
sex might be gentle and slow, or hard and fast.
Although each "special" girl was unique, there were generally
two types; smart and not-so-smart. While the smart ones were the
hardest to seduce in the first place, they were ironically the
easiest to get rid of in the long run. This was because although
they had sex with him to help with living expenses, they
continually tried to improve their money situation by looking
for a new job, a new man, or a new place to live. Unless the
girl moved out, the sex typically slowed down after four months
and stopped completely after six.
The not-so-smart ones ruined this by falling in love with him or
by wanting more benefits than they agreed to. If that happened,
he cut them off after four months by giving them less rent
credit which usually resulted with the girl moving out a couple
of months later. He didn't like cutting anyone off if it could
be avoided because it meant giving up pussy. Smart or not-so-
smart, he enjoyed all his "special" girls before things changed.
On the few occasions that a "special" girl wasn't available,
there was one or two extras on reserve so-to-speak. These girls
didn't typically have financial problems, but simply wanted
extra spending cash or other special benefits from time to time.
It always gave him a thrill to have sex with a "special" girl,
but that thrill was brought to a whole new level if she had a
boyfriend or husband. There was something kinky about fucking an
attached girl on the same bed that she shared with her man.
*** CHAPTER TWO ***
The few times Jack saw Amy over the next year were when she paid
her rent or reported a maintenance issue which needed fixing.
Ever since meeting the teenager for the first time, he noticed
that she preferred wearing tight clothes which showed off her
small figure. Regardless of the weather, it wasn't uncommon to
see her in jeans or shorts which did nothing to hide her shapely
legs and hips. They were so tight that he often got a pleasant
view of her camel toe. Also, the skimpy tops she wore showed off
her midriff and added to her sex appeal.
He was on the phone with Rick, a friend from college when she
came into his office one lazy afternoon in late February. As he
discussed the plans of adding high-speed Internet and cable
television to the complex, he noticed she wasn't wearing her
usual type of outfit. Instead of the form-fitting jeans and top
he was used to seeing her in, she was wearing baggy sweats and a
long T-shirt which went passed her waist. About the only thing
which hadn't changed, was that her hair was still held up in the
simple ponytail she seemed to favor.
As his call continued, he thought about the few times he had
seen her over the last couple of months and realized that she
had been dressing this way for a while now. He knew the weather
didn't have anything to do with the change in clothing style
because ever since she moved into the complex a year back, she
always wore tight revealing clothes even on chilly days. He
figured that the change had happened slowly enough that he
hadn't immediately noticed.
Since he wasn't sure how much longer the call would last, he
pointed at the couch, which was at the other end of the office,
so she could sit and wait. As she stood in front of the couch
before sitting down, he got a much better look at her, and
that's when it all slammed into place. Amy Wilson, the eighteen-
year-old girl from #508 was pregnant. He was no expert on such
things, but it looked to him that she was about five- or six-
months in.
When his call came to an end, he got a much better look at the
young, pregnant girl. Despite her condition, she still looked
hot. Although he had never seen her naked, he had seen her in a
skimpy bikini over the summer. Thinking about that made him
wonder when it was that she got knocked up, and if Hank was the
baby daddy. He also thought about how he would soon have many
chances to see her, and all other tenants, naked, any time he
wished. This was because in addition to the Internet and TV
services, he and Rick were also going to install hidden cameras
with built-in microphones in every apartment.
"Sorry about the long wait, Amy," Jack said from behind his desk
after hanging up with Rick. "I didn't know it would take that
long. So," he got up and sat next to her on the couch, "are you
here to renew your lease?"
She shook her head and said, "Today's my birthday." Then added,
"My heater is broke again."
Jack wasn't sure how her birthday and the broken heater were
related, but he was used to the disjointed mode of communication
from her. He knew that if she started the conversation with a
safe topic like her birthday, she would eventually get around to
telling him what was really bothering her. If he was patient,
she would feel comfortable enough to tell him more.
When more than a minute passed, he decided to help her feel at
ease. "First, happy birthday to you. And let me say that you
don't look a day over seventeen." She smiled a little at the
compliment. "Second, tell me about your heater. Is it not coming
on at all?"
She shook her head, looking as if she was about to cry.
"Does it come on, but then doesn't heat your apartment very well
like the last time you had problems with it?"
She took a deep breath as if she was about to say something, but
then nodded silently.
"Okay, it sounds like the problem will be easy to fix," Jack
said, then noticing a tear in her eye, he added, "Don't worry,
Amy. It'll all be fine. And since nobody else is ahead of you,
it'll even be fixed today."
She looked at him suddenly with large tears welling up in both
eyes and shook her head. "No, it's not fine. It can't be fixed
today or tomorrow because I saw Hank with my sister today, and
it's my birthday, and I got fired!"
Jack prided himself on being a good listener. He was known for
giving all his tenants, but especially the women, one-on-one
attention when they needed it most. This gave him the reputation
of a caring landlord who always made time for his tenants. He
knew when to listen for real and when to pretend to listen. In
Amy's case, he did a little of both for the next hour as she
made all her troubles known to him.
He suspected things hadn't been going all that well between Amy
and Hank for a while, but it hadn't concerned him since they had
still paid their rent on time. He knew that both lived paycheck
to paycheck, and that unless one of them got a much better job,
it wouldn't take much for things to fall apart.
First, he got the ball going by telling her everything would be
okay. As he knew she would, she shook her head again and began
pouring out the detailed account of how fucked up her life truly
was. Since she tended to go back and forth with the details of
who did what and where to whom, he had to piece most of it
together. Everything that was happening in her life wasn't good
as far as she was concerned, but perfect for him regarding the
plans he was making for her.
In short, her special day had started off like any other. She
had gone to work in the morning like normal, feeling fine and
rested even though Hank hadn't been home for more than a week
because of their constant fighting. But after only working a
couple of hours, she was called into the manager's office where
she was fired on the spot. Instead of going home to an empty
apartment where she'd be alone and miserable for the rest of her
birthday, she decided to pay her sister a visit in the hopes of
having someone to talk to or do something fun with.
When she arrived at her sister's house, there appeared to be
nobody home. Just as she was about to go home and call it a day,
she heard Hank's unmistakable voice coming from deep inside the
small house. When she walked around to the back where her
sister's bedroom window faced, she looked through the slightly
parted blinds and saw Hank and her sister together. The two
lovers were lying on top of the bed, and both were naked and
sweaty. She almost left right then and there, but morbid
curiosity kept her there a few minutes longer. In that time,
Hank stroked himself to an erection and began fucking her
sister. As she watched how comfortable they were with each
other, she knew this wasn't the first time they had done this.
"Hank says he's moving out," Amy said, concluding her story.
As he listened to what was surely the longest speech of her
life, he didn't fail to notice that she hadn't once mentioned
her pregnancy. At the risk of another long-winded bitch session
of how dreadful things were because of Hank and her sister, he
asked her about it. All she said was that she got pregnant in
October and hoped she wouldn't have to get rid of all her nice
clothes. He thought it was kind of odd that not once did she
wonder if Hank was going to stick around after the baby was
born, but Amy didn't exactly play with a full deck of cards.
When she remained silent for more than a minute, he said, "I
might be able to help you, but first, you need to decide if you
want to keep living here since your lease is up for renewal."
"I don't got no money for rent," she said finally.
When she didn't continue, he put his hand on her shoulder and
said gently, "Listen, Amy. You probably don't want to hear this
right now, especially after your crappy day so far. Since you
and Hank are still on the lease, both of you are responsible for
the rent even if Hank is no longer living there."
"But he don't live there no more and I can't pay nothing right
now," she said, repeating herself and stating the obvious.
"I know," he said, looking into her eyes and smiling. "That's
why you need to decide if you want to renew your lease without
his name on it. Then you and I can figure out your rent
situation."
"Okay," she said simply, wiping tears from her eyes.
Taking that as a yes, he drew up a new lease and had her sign
it. He didn't go over it as thoroughly as the first time since
the main point was to get her renewed without Hank's name
complicating things.
"That takes care of Hank," he said a few minutes later. "Now,
let's talk about your rent for March and the foreseeable
future."
"I have to find a new job," she said simply.
"Because today is your birthday," he said, smiling, "I'm going
to wave any late fees for March, but you need to find a new job
right away, okay?"
She nodded and repeated after him that she would try very hard
to find a new job right away. Just before leaving, he wished her
luck and reminded her to come back in a week to give him an
update. Noting how she seemed to have forgotten about her
heater, he promised to fix it later in the day.
He knew if things went his way, she would be a "special" girl in
two months, maybe less. Looking at her as she walked out of the
office, he noticed how her ponytail swung a little in time with
her movements. He wondered if she sucked cock, and if so, would
her ponytail swing similarly as she bobbed her head. Considering
her predicament, she obviously fucked, so he hoped there was
more to the girl with the alluring sex appeal. Although he was
patient in the seduction of a girl, he couldn't wait to sample
her charms.
*** CHAPTER THREE ***
"I got a little money," Amy said a week later, handing him an
envelope.
She was sitting on his couch, looking more pregnant than the
last time he saw her. It took her longer than usual to settle
herself on the couch, but it was clear to him she was
uncomfortable.
"You are short one hundred dollars," he said after counting the
money.
"I don't got no more til April," she said without further
explanation.
"What kind of job did you find?" he asked, curious.
She shook her head, "I filled out papers to get help."
"Ah yes, public assistance," he said, understanding. "This must
be some sort of emergency cash they gave you." When she nodded,
he added, "After this, will you have any money left for other
expenses?"
She shook her head. "Just the food stamp card."
"I feel bad taking all your money, so I'll only keep two hundred
for your rent."
"Okay, but..." she started, taking back the money, clearly not
understanding what just happened.
"Instead of owing me one hundred, you now owe two hundred," he
explained as he brought out several boxes from behind his desk.
"Here is one hundred," she said, trying to give him back the
money he just handed her.
"No, no, you keep it," he said, refusing it and wondering how
she made it through life. "This way you won't be broke. Use it
to buy clothes or pay your credit card bill. It's up to you."
"I don't got no credit card," she said, putting the money away.
"But I need clothes."
"Now, let's talk about getting you caught up with rent," he
said, ignoring her comment.
"Okay," she said, still looking very confused.
"I have some personal work you can do for me," he said. Then
noticing how she shifted uncomfortably, he added, "It's easy
work that you can do while sitting. The last thing you need is
to worry about ugly things like late fees, recovery costs,
attorney letters, and eventual eviction from the premises."
Amy's green eyes glazed over at his rapid use of the various
large words. She looked down in concentration, then asked,
"Personal work?"
He sat next to her and smiled. He could tell that she assumed
that personal work meant sexual work. If she only knew how close
to the truth that was. A girl like Amy was probably accustomed
to solving her problems with sex. Considering how much she
struggled with simple things, he wouldn't be surprised if she
had sucked and fucked her teachers in school to get passing
grades.
Trying to redirect her attention away from sexual thoughts, he
continued, "These boxes are full of old files which need to be
sorted."
She nodded and glanced over at the boxes as she continued
sitting awkwardly. Her stomach looked as if it had a ten-pound
bowling ball which could burst from between her legs at any
moment. Aside from shifting every few seconds, she waited
patiently for him to continue.
"I'll give you twenty-five dollars in credit for each box you
do," he said after a moment. "If you do eight boxes, you will be
caught up with rent for March."
"Will I get a paycheck?" she asked stupidly.
He glanced at the clock and saw that if he took the time to
explain things as if she was a normal person, her baby would be
in school before she understood what credit was. Thinking of the
movie Philadelphia, he decided to explain it to her like she was
a six-year-old.
"How about this," he said, standing up and pacing in front of
her. "Have you ever heard of quid pro quo?"
He wasn't surprised when she shook her head. Even some of his
smarter tenants didn't know the meaning.
Remembering to dumb it down, he said, "Quid pro quo is a fancy
way of saying, something for something. In other words, if I do
something to help you, then you will have to do something to
help me."
She nodded and asked, "Like a trade?"
"Yes, exactly. That's how it is with you and me right now. You
have something I want, and I have something you want. So,
trading is the answer."
"Okay, but what do I want again?" she asked, looking up at him,
clearly trying to work things out in her head, but failing.
He sighed to himself, thinking that it would be a lot easier if
he simply told her she had to fuck him to pay her rent. "You
want to keep living here, remember? This means you must be
caught up with rent. What I want, is for you to sort these
boxes," he said, standing in front of her.
"When do I start?" she asked, staring at the front of his pants.
"You'll have plenty of time for that later," he thought, but
then said out loud, "You can start today." He loaded the boxes
onto a dolly, then added, "I'll take them to your apartment,
then I'll come by every few days to check on your progress."
"Okay," she said, watching him with what he thought was slight
disappointment.
"Just promise me that you will keep looking for a job, otherwise
you might have to trade something else because I can't guarantee
I'll have more boxes."
Not surprisingly, she didn't seem confused by his answer. He
knew if he whipped out his cock he would be doing exactly as she
expected, so he purposely ignored her slight come-on. This way
she would be motivated to find a job instead of depending on her
sex appeal to get her out of this situation. He had enough
experience with girls like her to know that he needed to
maintain the upper-hand and control how often sex was used for
their living expenses.
Either Amy didn't put much effort in finding a job, or it was
truly that hard to find one because she finished sorting all
eight boxes over the next ten days. Jack did his part by marking
her as paid for March. If it bothered her that he consistently
reminded her the importance of looking for a job, she didn't
show it.
*** CHAPTER FOUR ***
Unfortunately, Amy's bad luck continued in April with no new
job. Luckily, she received another emergency cash payment from
public assistance, so she was able to pay most of her rent.
However, when she gave him three hundred dollars like before, he
kept it all without giving some of it back like the last time.
As he gave her a few boxes to work off the remaining one
hundred, he let her know how lucky she was that he still had
them. Little did she know, the boxes he gave her were the exact
same ones as before.
He assumed things would be much the same when she waddled into
his office in early May, but she surprised him by telling him
she got a new job. As he started wondering if the plans he had
for her would need to change, she added that she didn't have any
money for rent. He looked at her with a slight smile and a
stiffening cock because this meant that his plans for her would
not be changing after all. He decided that even though Amy
walked into his office as a tenant with money problems, she
would walk out as his newest "special" girl.
Her hair was pulled up in what he had come to think of as her
signature ponytail, making her look a couple of years younger.
When he saw it swinging slightly as she sat across from his
desk, he knew what her first job would be to start solving her
money issues. Unlike most of his first-time "special" girls, she
wouldn't even have to take off her clothes to do it.
"First, congratulations on your new job," he said, truly meaning
it. "Second, can you pay anything at all this month?"
She shook her head, looking uncomfortable as she tried to find a
better position on the chair.
"Okay, in that case, we need to have a serious talk about your
rent. But first, why don't you come sit on my big chair over
here since it's more comfortable than what you are sitting on."
He casually locked the office door while she slowly moved to his
side of the desk and settled herself on his chair. Walking back
toward her, he noticed how even though all she wore was a long
pink shirt and baggy blue shorts with an old pair of sneakers,
her sex appeal wasn't diminished. Some people might say she
looked dumpy, but she looked perfectly fine to him.
"Okay, Amy. I want to be as nice about this as possible, but I
need to be blunt. The truth is, if you can't pay rent today, you
will have to move out by the end of this month, and that's only
a little more than three weeks away. Believe me, I know that
none of this is your fault, but I also can't let tenants live
here for free without some sort of payment arrangement."
She nodded slowly as if truly understanding the situation and
asked, "Can I do more boxes?"
If she was stupid enough to think that sorting through more
boxes to work off her entire rent was the solution to her
problems, she was in for a reality check.
He shook his head. "I don't have any boxes this time but even if
I did, you would have to do sixteen of them to pay all your
rent. That is a lot of work considering your condition. Can you
think of something else you can trade?"
Based on her demeanor, either she knew what was coming next and
was ready for it, or she truly didn't understand how serious
things were. He knew most people didn't get their first
paychecks until two or three weeks after starting a new job, so
she was in a perfect place to be taken advantage of. He almost
felt sorry for her when she looked down in deep concentration,
trying to figure things out. While it was true that he usually
enjoyed a good intellectual challenge from a girl, he was in the
mood for something new and easy where he didn't have to think a
lot. Amy was perfect for this since he could feed her almost any
line of bullshit and she would take it.
After a long minute she took in a deep breath and said simply,
"I don't know."
Jack put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently before
moving up and playing with the end of her ponytail. He was
pleased to see that she didn't flinch away like some of the
other women did when first becoming a "special" girl.
"Are you willing to hear me out?" he asked, rubbing a few
strands of soft, reddish-blonde hair through his fingers.
"Yes," she said a bit more softly.
"Let me ask you a simple question," he said, running his
fingertips across the back of her neck. "Do you want to move out
this month and have to deal with finding a new and more
expensive place to live?"
She shook her head, tickling his knuckles with her ponytail.
"Okay, how about this. Do you want to keep living here?"
She nodded vigorously.
He started drawing lazy circles on her shoulder, slowly moving
down with each rotation. "Like I said, I don't have any more
boxes, but we can still trade something else."
"Okay," she said again, more softly than before. "But what do we
trade?"
She leaned toward him slightly as his hand moved forward, below
her chin, then lower until he brushed his fingers over her small
breasts. He teased the rapidly hardening nipples, making her
take in a sharp breath as he fondled them.
He pinched her nipples and said, "It's some personal work that
isn't too difficult. In fact, you can even do it while sitting
down."
He adjusted his chair to the proper height for what she was
about to do. His only regret was that the hidden cameras were
not yet installed. Once they were, they would provide him
endless hours of home movie entertainment, especially with
moments like these.
He stood in front of her and unzipped his pants. Her eyes
widened slightly as his cock sprang out a few inches from her
face. It was erect and ready to be serviced by a desperate
tenant who needed to work off her rent. She might not be the
sharpest tool in the box, but when she met his gaze, the look of
understanding was clear in her big green eyes.
"So how about it? Do you think this is a fair trade?" he asked
rhetorically, watching her as she took in the sight of his
turgid member.
She nodded almost imperceptibly as he stepped closer, so the tip
of his cock brushed against her slightly parted lips. He didn't
miss how the subtle motion caused her ponytail to swing
slightly.
While keeping her eyes on his cock, she asked, "Just a blowjob?"
"A blowjob for now, then we'll see about later," he said.
He gently tangled his fingers through her ponytail and held the
back of her head still as he pushed forward, pressing his cock
against her lips. She adjusted herself slightly and dutifully
opened her mouth, taking in the head. The next thing he felt was
her hot mouth engulfing his cock as she started giving him what
he knew was the first of many blowjobs. He could immediately
tell that although she wasn't smart about simple things like
adding and subtracting, she was versed with sexual things like
cock sucking. He closed his eyes and gasped as her tongue
flicked across the soft, wet skin of his cock head as she
explored to learn what he liked. He opened his eyes and saw her
looking up at him as she applied even more suction. He nodded,
encouraging her to continue.
She adjusted her angle slightly and began to bob her head back
and forth, teasing his cock with gentle strokes of her talented
tongue. With one hand, she held the base of his shaft, then
pulled back, letting it pop out of her mouth with an audible
sound. She stuck out her tongue and licked the shaft from the
base to the tip, covering every inch with her spit. She repeated
this a couple more times before changing the angle slightly,
allowing him to get a good look at her face as she worked her
way back to the head before taking it into her hot mouth once
again. She sucked gently on it while flicking her tongue across
the tip with rapid strokes. As she moved back and forth, he saw
that he had been right about her ponytail swinging slightly in
time to her movements as she gave head.
Continuing to move her mouth slowly around his knob, Amy opened
wide and moved her mouth down his shaft, taking almost half of
it in. When the tip was in as far as it would go inside her
small mouth, she opened her jaw wider as she worked her throat
muscles as if gurgling. This sent shivers down his shaft and up
to his brain. The feel of his cock deep in her mouth with her
tongue teasing the underside of his cock made him gasp and moan
with sweet pleasure. She continued holding the base of his cock
with one hand as she took it out and swallowed the accumulated
spit and precum. He noticed how the lower half of her face was
wet with spit.
Once more, she put her mouth around the head and began to move
faster. She moaned, causing him to experience a wonderful
sensation as she got into the blowjob with more enthusiasm. As
she sucked harder on his knob, her hand moved inside his pants
and squeezed his balls gently, causing him to almost cum.
Another minute went by as she continued to suck while
simultaneously fondling his nuts as if trying to coax as much
cum from him as she could. All too soon, Jack felt the pressure
of his orgasm reaching the point where he couldn't stop it even
if he tried. He could tell that although Amy probably couldn't
do long division to save her life, she obviously knew when a man
was about to blow his load. She tightened her lips even more
around his head while her tongue pushed up, pressing on the
sensitive spot under the head.
"God yes!" Jack gasped as he came in her hot mouth for the first
time.
Amy noisily and greedily swallowed every spurt of semen which
shot into her waiting mouth. She learned from an early age that
most guys wanted a girl to make it obvious when swallowing their
stuff. As she kept sucking to make sure she got as much as she
could, she decided she liked the taste of his cum. It was much
better than Hank's. Jack's cum had an almost sweet taste, and it
didn't smell like Clorox. She tried hiding her disappointment
when he backed off, letting his dick slip out of her mouth. If
she would have known that giving him head would help pay her
rent, she would have done it a long time ago. Thinking back on
all the times she came to the office to pay her rent, she
wondered what he would have said if she had simply grabbed his
dick through his pants and offered to suck him off.
Despite the wonderful blowjob he'd just received, his satiated
cock began to shrink. She leaned forward and took it into her
mouth to revive it, but her efforts were not enough. She licked
her lips and leaned back, looking extremely satisfied. She
looked up at him with a smile as he put his cock back in his
pants. Although he knew she would eventually give him sex for
rent, he was glad he had her sort the boxes before this. He
would have to be careful that her eagerness for sex didn't turn
into dependence.
"Was that a good trade?" she asked, surprising him by initiating
a question without being asked first.
He sat on the edge of his desk and looked at her. She was
grinning as if she had been the one who planned this all along.
Based on her body language, he wasn't sure which of them had
gotten more satisfaction. Part of him wondered if her lower-
seeming intelligence was more of an act to get attention or to
see if others would take advantage of her. If that was the case,
he had fallen for it; hook, line, and sinker.
Then again, nobody could keep up a pretense that long. In the
year he had known her, she hadn't shown any sort of normal
intelligence. He decided that she might not be a wiz at math and
essay writing, but she certainly knew what to do when faced with
a cock in front of her. He was eager to find out if she was as
good at fucking as she was at sucking. If his theory was
correct, he would be enjoying her quite a bit for the next
several months. Amy Wilson had just begun her new career as
Jack's newest "special" girl.
"Listen, what you just gave me was more than I expected," he
responded truthfully. "I was originally going to give you fifty
dollars of rent credit for trade, but I've decided to give you
one hundred dollars’ worth instead."
"Wow! One hundred?" she asked, disbelieving.
"Since you owe four hundred," he explained, not letting on that
one hundred was the going rate for a sexual encounter. "I'm
taking off one hundred, leaving three hundred. Also, I didn't
really give you a birthday present in February, so I'm giving
you another one hundred in credit."
"Two hundred of credit?" she asked, trying to make sense of all
the numbers.
"This means your balance is now only two hundred," he said,
already knowing he would have to dumb it down. "Just think, this
simple blowjob was less than the eight boxes of work you would
have done to get the same amount of credit."
He spent the next fifteen minutes explaining their new trading
arrangement, which basically came down to one hundred dollars of
rent credit for each sexual encounter. He made it clear that a
sexual encounter was basically anything he wanted. To keep her
at ease, he promised that she could count on having at least one
orgasm every time to make it more worthwhile. He also made it
clear that she was free to stop this arrangement any time, but
she would then have to start paying rent with cash immediately
or she would have to move out. Because her new job would pay her
once per week on Mondays, he agreed to let her pay rent with
installments of either one hundred dollars at a time or by
trading sex. She promised to let him know on Tuesdays how she
would make her payment.
"Just a couple more things," he said, reaching the end of his
explanation, "if you need a special favor for any reason other
than rent, we can trade for that too. Finally, and this is
probably the most crucial point, what we are doing is to help
you, not me. I just want to make things easier until your money
situation gets better. This means that when we have sex, there
are no questions asked, there are no expectations, and there are
certainly no strings attached, okay?"
She looked around the office as if considering what he had just
said. At this point, many new "special" girls asked questions
about the new arrangement or tried to change the terms.
Depending on the specifics, he sometimes went along with it.
When she opened her mouth to speak, he was sure she would try to
negotiate something.
Instead, all she asked was, "Will we trade here?"
He nodded, seeing how stupid she truly was. "We can do it here
or in your apartment where we might be more comfortable.
Especially when you start giving me a lot more than a simple
blowjob. So, what have you decided?"
Amy nodded and agreed to the new arrangement. She was so naive
that she didn't realize she had committed herself to be his fuck
toy to do with as he pleased, any time and for any reason.
When she stood to leave, he pushed his hand down her shorts and
inside her panties. She gasped out loud as his fingers found her
wet slit and throbbing clit. He liked the fact that she had
gotten some excitement from sucking him off. She leaned forward,
putting her head on his shoulder as he fingered her, making her
even more wet. He continued fingering her for another minute
until she came at last. She clung tightly to him as her body
shuddered in pleasure. When he took his fingers out, he pressed
them against her lips. After a short hesitation, she sucked them
in, running her tongue over the tips, cleaning her cunt juices
off.
"You see? I promised you at least one orgasm," he said, smiling
at the flushed girl. "I bet this was way more fun than doing
boxes."
As he knew would happen, she still hadn't received her first
paycheck on the following Tuesday. She offered to give him
another blowjob, but he told her to go home and wait for him
because she would need to trade something else. When he arrived
after five that evening, she was freshly showered and ready.
He watched as she got undressed in front of him, pregnant belly
as big as ever. He had seen pictures of pregnant, naked women
before, but this was his first live showing. Without too much
foreplay, he knelt at the side of her bed and went down on her.
The taste and smell of her little cunt was divine. Her pussy was
fully covered with fine pubic hair which was lighter in color
than the hair on her head. Although he knew the process of how
babies were born, it was hard to imagine that her tiny cunt
would soon open wide enough to push out an actual baby.
After making her cum twice with his mouth and fingers, he got
between her legs and pushed himself inside her tight cunt. Even
though he had to slightly modify the angle of his body because
of her stomach, he was still able to fuck her without issue.
Despite her advanced pregnancy, she was relatively small, so
fucking her wasn't too different than fucking other women.
He fucked her twice that evening. First with him on top, then
with him on the bottom while she rode him slowly. He had been so
excited at fucking a pregnant girl for the first time that he
came deep inside her both times. As he got ready to leave, he
informed her she only owed one hundred more for rent. He could
tell by the look on her face that she had assumed that two fucks
meant two trades, but he was out the door before she could ask.
Assuming she had money from her first paycheck, he was prepared
for her to pay the final one hundred with cash at the end of
May. Instead, she told him she needed to trade because she used
most of her money on baby clothes. While he usually didn't mind
if a new "special" girl spent most of time working off her rent
with sex in the very beginning, he reminded himself to be
careful. Otherwise it could turn into a permanent situation
where she was basically living there for free. That still didn't
prevent him from enjoying fucking her and cumming all over her
face.
Things slowed down in June because her paychecks were bigger and
steadier. She had enough money to pay half her rent, so had to
trade twice to catch up. The first of those trades started with
him fingering her until she came, followed by intense fucking
from behind.
As he saw his cock sliding in and out of her cunt, he noticed
her tiny ass hole right above. Wanting to see how she would
react, he sucked his index finger and pushed it inside. She
screamed with surprise, but otherwise seemed to get into it.
Even though her ass hole felt extremely tight around his finger,
he knew that with proper lubrication, he would be able to fuck
her there as well. He thought about shoving his cock in her ass
after pulling out, but then decided to wait until she wasn't
pregnant. She turned around and took him in her mouth,
pleasuring him with growing familiarity. He thought to himself
that if she was this insatiable while pregnant, she would be
even more wild after having her kid.
After a few minutes of enjoying her mouth, he told her to lie on
her back and lick his scrotum. She did it, bathing his nuts and
cock shaft with a lot of saliva. He wondered if she might
refuse, but when he told her to lick lower until she reached his
ass hole, she did it without hesitation. As he felt her wet
tongue circling his anus, he wondered if this was normal for
her, or if she was that desperate to not get kicked out. It
didn't escape his notice that after this, she proved to him she
would do anything he wanted.
As it turned out, if he wanted head before fucking her, she
would take him in her mouth. If he wanted her to clean his cock
with her mouth after fucking her, she did it just as eagerly.
After rimming his ass that day, she took him in her mouth and
finished him off. A few seconds before filling her mouth, she
stuck her pinkie in his ass hole and massaged his prostate.
Because of her willingness to do whatever he wanted, that day
ended up being one of the best he'd had all month with any of
his "special" girls.
The second trade in June happened just after Summer officially
started. As he fucked her fast and hard, she pushed back with
all her strength, screaming loud and fucking him back. It felt
like she was even more turned on than ever before. Even though
she didn't refuse sucking his cock before he started fucking
her, he could tell she was very horny to have his cock inside
her cunt. Several minutes later after cumming inside her, she
tried standing up, but her legs were too wobbly. Thinking
nothing of it, he got dressed and left while she was still lying
on the bed in an undignified position. As he left, he
congratulated her on paying her rent for the month. He was so
consumed by his own pleasure that he failed to notice that her
pussy was a lot more wet than usual.
Although Amy's due date wasn't until after July, she ended up
going to the hospital a few hours after Jack left. When she
called him a couple of days later to tell him that she had her
baby, he wondered if his intense fucking had caused her to go
into labor or if it would've happened regardless. He found out
later that muscle boy stopped by the hospital to sign away his
parental rights. It amazed him that Amy didn't seem bothered
with the way things turned out.
*** CHAPTER FIVE ***
"My apartment is too hot," Amy told Jack one afternoon in mid-
July.
It was a sweltering Summer day and he had been thinking of
closing early and going for a swim. Now that the cable
television and high-speed Internet services in the complex were
active, he had spent most of the afternoon processing several
orders. Glancing at the single teen mother as she held her baby,
he couldn't help but notice the camel toe between her legs
caused by the spray-painted pants she wore. Although he couldn't
understand how she could wear pants on a day like this, he was
glad to see it hadn't taken her long to start wearing form-
fitting clothes again. Reluctantly tearing his gaze from her
plump cunt, he informed her that all the AC units were working
extra hard because of the heat, but he would stop by her
apartment later to check things out just in case there was a
problem.
Since she had paid most of her rent for July with cash, he was
hoping she was there to pay off the rest with a blowjob. This
would give him a chance to try out the newly installed hidden
cameras in his office. However, it wouldn't be possible for her
to pay up if she had to tend to her baby. So far, he had only
been able to use the office cameras once, thanks to Stacy and
Susie, a couple of redheads from #306. Even if he didn't get his
chance with Amy in the office, there was always the hidden
camera in her own apartment.
"Let's see what the problem is," he said as he entered her
apartment a few hours later.
He had brought up the camera feed for her apartment before
leaving the office, only to find that it wasn't working. Rick
had warned him this might happen, telling him that some cameras
might need to be activated manually, so he wasn't worried.
"It's hot in here," she said unnecessarily as she put her baby
inside a small crib.
He got the camera working while she was preoccupied with her
daughter. Luckily it was just as Rick said where all it needed
was a simple reset to get the IP address necessary for the
network. He wasn't worried that Amy would question what he was
doing because of how oblivious she was. Besides, the cameras
looked like fancy smoke detectors to the uneducated eye.
"I'll just have a quick look to see what the problem might be,"
he said, hefting his toolbox and stealing a quick glance in her
direction.
As he fiddled with the air conditioning unit, she sat on her bed
and opened a book. Assuming she wasn't the type who read novels,
he was curious to see what could captivate this girl's limited
attention. Upon closer inspection, he saw that she was looking
at a clothing magazine. Since the camera recording wasn't yet
active, he took a screen shot from his phone and smiled when he
saw that a perfect picture of her was now stored in his camera
role.
A minute later, he sat next to her and said, "I have both good
and bad news. Which would you like first?"
"Uh, good?" she said distractedly while continuing to look at
the magazine.
"The good news is that I can fix your AC very easily. It
shouldn't take more than ten minutes. The bad news is that I
can't fix it until tomorrow, maybe even Friday."
"But you are here now," she said, looking up and wiping sweat
from her forehead.
"True," he said slowly. "It's just that I have to fix things in
the order they were requested, and you are number seven on the
list."
"Oh," she said, looking down at the magazine again.
"If you were first on the list," he said, putting his hand on
her shoulder.
"How do I get first on the list?" she asked, taking the bait.
"How do you think?" he asked softly, moving his fingers lower
and touching her chest. He couldn't help noticing how her boobs
had grown a little over the last month.
"Trade?" she asked tentatively, "but this isn't rent." She
opened her eyes wide and looked at him hungrily as he pressed
his hand against one breast and squeezed.
"True," he said, taking her hand and putting it on the bulge in
his shorts, "but it's still a trade. You want something, and I
want something. Remember, quid pro quo."
"The doctor said no sex until," she paused, "September," she
said remembering. She let go of his cock and stood in front of
him, her hands straying to the waistband of her pants despite
her mild protests.
He smiled to himself, happy to see that his assumptions about
this girl were correct. She was stupid enough or horny enough
that she would fuck him despite her doctor's orders.
Fortunately, there was enough pussy from other "special" girls
to choose from, so her mouth would suffice. Plus, he knew that
women were generally asked to abstain from fucking for about six
or seven weeks after having a kid to give them time to heal.
This meant that Amy's pussy was off-limits until around the
middle of August.
"What your doctor really meant was that you shouldn't have a
cock inside your cunt until it heals properly," he said,
correcting her. Unzipping his pants and fishing out his erect
cock, he asked, "Did your doctor say you couldn't use your
mouth?"
She shook her head and knelt on the floor in front of him. He
couldn't help but notice the slight smile on her face as she
lowered her head on his lap. She spent several minutes holding
the base of his cock as she licked and kissed it all over as if
she'd missed it. Then she rubbed it on her face, knowing he
liked watching her do that. After a bit, she pulled the foreskin
all the way down, exposing the wet head coated with precum and
ran her tongue all around the sensitive areas. Looking up at him
as if for approval, she finally opened her mouth and slid half
of his cock inside. As the young single mother began bobbing her
head on his cock while applying gentle suction, he pulled up the
view from the camera on his phone. It clearly showed the back of
her head as she gave him incentive to fix her AC right away.
Setting his phone aside, he leaned back slightly to enjoy the
blowjob and reflect on how wonderful life truly was for him. Amy
was certainly in the top ten when it came to sucking cock and
sex in general, but there were a few others who were better with
certain things. Although to be fair, Amy was one of the few who
rimmed his ass without having to be convinced.
He thought about a girl named Sara, who was in the top five when
it came to oral sex. She was a plump blonde who lived in
apartment #511 with her ten-year-old daughter and workaholic
husband. She wasn't a regular "special" girl who couldn't afford
rent. Instead, she was more of an extra who was willing to suck
his cock and his ass for occasional discounts on rent.
Apparently, she loved shopping and her husband didn't always
give her enough money. He was glad to help since what she did
with her mouth put most women to shame.
The arrangement with Sara was simple; every month when she paid
her rent, she would tell him how much she needed back for
shopping and other things. While it was sometimes only fifty
dollars, most times it was two hundred dollars. At fifty dollars
per blowjob, the amount determined how much he'd get to enjoy
her mouth on his cock and his ass each month.
He also thought about young Susie from #306. This little redhead
had recently been introduced to the joys of sex. Susie was the
youngest "special" girl he'd ever had, and he owed it all to her
selfish mother, Stacy, who was still technically a "special"
girl herself, but who was no longer quite as appealing. He was
amazed at how eager Susie was to learn new things, especially
when it came to oral sex. He couldn't wait to get more videos
and pictures of her in the future.
Focusing his thoughts back on the nineteen-year-old who was
giving him her best, he pulled her hair out from its ponytail
and tangled his fingers through her silky tresses. Normally he
liked watching her ponytail swing slightly as she blew him, but
he wanted to enjoy watching the reddish color in her blonde hair
stand out more.
Looking down and seeing how she was blowing him with such
enthusiasm reminded him of earlier in the week when Susie had
done the same. He was glad to provide girls like these with the
opportunity to enjoy themselves. He smiled when she took his
cock out of her wet mouth and licked lower, coating his balls
with spit. She took his nuts into her mouth and rolled them
around gently, then licked all around the underside of his nut
sack where it was very sensitive. He considered lifting his legs
slightly, so she could lick his ass hole, but he was ready to
cum. He enjoyed watching how every few seconds, she rubbed both
his cock and his balls on her face and neck, leaving her
drenched with saliva and sweat.
A minute later when she had his cock deep inside her mouth, he
felt his head swelling as he neared his orgasm. With a loud
groan, he pressed firmly on the back of her head as he filled
her mouth with cum. Tingles ran through his body when he felt
the vibrations of her moans as she eagerly swallowed his load.
He thought about pulling out and spraying her face like other
times, but this felt too good. Even though he didn't cum on her
face, he still rubbed his cock across her lips after pulling
out. While his cock was against her closed lips, he took
advantage when she closed her eyes and snapped a silent photo
for his collection.
Ten minutes later, the AC was up and running and Amy's daughter
was fully awake. Looking at the young mother as she sat on her
bed and breast fed her daughter, one would never have guessed
that fifteen minutes prior, she had been on her knees giving her
landlord a blowjob to get her AC fixed. Before leaving, he
reminded her to stop by the office before the end of the month
to trade for the last one hundred dollars she still owed for
July.
*** CHAPTER SIX ***
"I got money for all the rent," Amy said happily when she walked
into the office on the first Tuesday of August.
He accepted the money with mixed feelings. On one hand, he was
glad that she was taking steps to improve her financial
situation, but on the other hand he hoped she wouldn't be able
to afford her entire rent for August, because he wanted to fuck
her as soon as her pussy was no longer off limits. He wouldn't
say no to more blowjobs from her, but he missed the feel of her
tight little pussy wrapped around his thick shaft as he sawed in
and out of her. Since a girl like Amy wasn't hard to take
advantage of, he wanted to fuck her a few more times before she
found a guy to fulfill her daddy needs. He couldn't wait to see
what she was like to fuck now that she wasn't pregnant. After
that, she would be free to retire from "special" girl duty.
His cock stiffened as he remembered how she made her final
payment for July's rent the week before. She had given him head
like usual, but instead of shooting it all in her mouth, he had
pulled out a second before cumming. Making sure the cameras in
his office were capturing the moment, he fired three powerful
jets of hot semen across her face. Thanks to the recorded video,
he now had a permanent record of Amy's young face coated in
white, sticky cream. Wanting to see if she would do anything he
asked, he told her to leave his cum on her face and not wash it
off until after she got back to her apartment. Like the good
girl she was, she had actually done it.
His mind went into overdrive, thinking how he could take
advantage of her this month. Thinking back on how quickly she
had agreed to give him head, so he would fix her AC sooner than
later, it probably wouldn't be hard to convince her to fuck him
if something vital needed fixing; like her stove or even better,
her refrigerator. Then again, he could simply drop all pretenses
and tell her she had to have sex with him if she wanted to keep
living there, paid rent or not, but that wouldn't be as much
fun. Just as he was about to thank her for her on-time payment,
the office door opened and a tall woman in her thirties walked
in.
"Mornin Jack," she drawled. She glanced briefly at Amy and
rolled her eyes when she noticed the skimpy top and barely-there
shorts she was wearing. "Ma cable isn't workin. I turn the
channels, but it's nothin but static all over."
"Not to worry, Tracy," Jack responded jovially as he remembered
how sexy she looked through the camera while she changed clothes
in her bedroom; big tits and a hairy bush. "I've gotten a few
similar reports from others in your building so was planning on
checking things out shortly. I'm sure it's nothing serious."
Giving Amy a dirty look which went unnoticed, Tracy thanked him
for being such a kind man and for finally getting what she
called, "real TV" in the apartments. A moment later after Tracy
left, he turned his attention back to Amy, who was fidgeting
with the envelope while looking for something to watch on the
television in the far corner.
Taking it from her, he asked, "Did you have a chance to look
through the flyer from a couple of weeks ago?" At her confused
expression, he added, "It was the one about the cable television
and high-speed Internet."
"Oh, umm, well I don't got no computer," she responded vaguely.
Then glancing at the television again, she added, "TV would be
nice. I like the Lifetime channel."
He waited for a minute as she lost herself in whatever was on
TV. "You know it will cost more money each month, right."
"Oh, but I can't..."
"Tell you what," he said, walking up behind her and putting his
hand on her shoulder and rubbing it gently. "I'll turn on the
cable TV this month, so you can try it out and see if you want
to pay for it later, okay?"
"Will we trade?" she asked, her eyes lighting up with
excitement.
He pushed his hand down her shorts and cupped her moist pussy.
"What do you think?" he asked as she immediately shifted her
weight and opened her legs slightly as his fingers rubbed up and
down her slit, teasing her clit.
After a few seconds, he pulled his hand out and tasted her
juices. When he pulled his cock out a few seconds later and saw
how she licked her lips with anticipation, he wasn't sure if she
was more excited at the prospect of having sex with him or at
getting free cable television. He normally didn't do anything
sexual with a "special" girl while his office was unlocked and
anyone could walk in unannounced, but he was horny enough, and
Amy was so good that it wouldn't take him all that long to cum.
"The cable will be on by the time you get home," he said a few
minutes later after blowing a hot load down her throat.
As it turned out, there was indeed a minor cable outage in
building #5. After getting things fixed, he stopped by apartment
#508 to see if Amy needed help connecting her cable TV. He was
pleasantly surprised to find that she had actually connected
everything the right way and was happily flipping through
channels. When he asked if she needed help with anything, she
shook her head, saying she was going to watch a movie on
Lifetime. He knew she would give him head again if he asked, but
he decided to wait since he would get to fuck her very soon
anyway.
"What's wrong with your air conditioner?" he asked Amy two weeks
later after entering her apartment.
He had received a vague message from her, saying, "something was
broke," so assumed it was the AC considering that her apartment
felt very stuffy inside. He admired her small figure as she put
her sleeping daughter inside the small crib. She was wearing a
small white top with light pink shorts which looked so tight
that he doubted there was any room for bra and panties. Although
the AC was running, it was so hot outside that maybe it couldn't
keep up. Upon inspecting it however, he saw that the thermostat
was set to 78. He lowered it to 73 in case that's all it needed.
"It's fine," she answered eventually, "but the cable don't work
now," she said, flipping through a few channels to show him.
He wasn't sure what the Ac had to do with the cable outage, but
he also knew that disjointed thoughts were normal for her. Of
course, she had no idea that he had caused the cable outage in
the first place. He had been counting the days since her
daughter was born, and today was the day he would find out if
her pussy was still tight after having a kid.
"Perhaps your TV needs to be reprogrammed," he said, taking the
remote and sitting on the bed next to her. He kicked off his
shoes, then leaned against her pillows as if he owned the place.
After drawing her close, he put her hand on his lap and said,
"Since I'm doing something for you, how about you do something
for me."
"Quick prode, right?" she asked as she fished his cock out of
his shorts with practiced fingers.
He didn't bother correcting her as she moved her hand up and
down the shaft. She leaned against his chest, so all he saw was
the back of her head as she moved lower until her mouth reached
the tip of his cock. The TV was reprogrammed in less than a
minute, leaving plenty of time for him to enjoy her talented
mouth. He felt her tongue move in slow circles around the head,
causing waves of pleasure to pass through his body.
"That feels very good, Amy," he said a couple minutes later,
"but you better stop before I cum in your mouth."
"Did I do it wrong?" she asked, looking both turned on and
disappointed at the same time.
"Please check your favorite channels to make sure they are
working," he said, ignoring her question and handing her the
remote.
He pulled her against him so her back rested against his chest.
As she checked things over, he ran his hand down her front with
teasing fingers, causing her to close her eyes in obvious
pleasure. She put the remote down as his hand reached her crotch
and touched her pussy through the thin material of her shorts.
He figured she was very horny after getting used to constant
orgasms from his mouth, fingers, and cock, then having to stop
completely when she had her baby. Added to that, the only sex
she'd had in the last several weeks was by giving him head with
nothing physical in return other than his persistent fondling.
"Now that you've had a chance to sample the cable TV for a
couple of weeks, will you want to keep it?" he asked while
continuing to rub her pussy. When she nodded, he added, "Would
you like to pay for it with real money, or would you like to
trade for it?"
He pressed more firmly against the fleshy area above her cunt,
causing her to draw in a breath as he stimulated her clit. She
pushed her hips up to meet his hand as the pleasure between her
legs grew in intensity.
"I want to trade, but my doctor..." she said softly as a shiver
passed through her petite body.
"Said you could start fucking after six weeks," he finished for
her as he slipped his hand inside her shorts, confirming that
she wasn't wearing panties. The shorts were so tight that he
couldn't do much other than touch her cunt. "It just so
happens," he said, pulling his hand out and sniffing his
fingers, enjoying the scent of her arousal, "that today is
exactly six weeks since your daughter was born."
She stood in front of him and shimmied out of her shorts,
showing him her tempting little box. Already knowing what was
going to happen, she took off her top as well. As his eyes fell
on her big, puffy nipples, he wondered how she would react if
were to suck them with the possibility of tasting her breast
milk. He resumed touching her all over when she rejoined him on
the bed. He couldn't help but notice how wet she was as his
fingers played with her cunt.
He stood and quickly got undressed. Once naked, he stroked
himself as she eyed his rigid cock with obvious lust. He told
her to lie back on the pillows and spread her legs. She did it,
smiling up at him as she lifted her knees and let them fall
apart. His cock grew even harder (if that was even possible),
when he saw the outer lips of her cunt spread out like a
blooming flower, revealing her dark, pink inner lips.
"That's perfect," he said as he pulled down the foreskin of his
cock. "Now, play with your pussy like when you are alone."
Just as if she was making a cheap porn film, Amy followed his
directions. He supposed she was a star of sorts considering that
all of this was getting recorded without her knowledge. She held
her outer lips open with two fingers while touching her clit
with her other hand. The smile never left her face as she
concentrated on pleasuring herself for him. He stroked his cock
idly, thinking how wonderful it was going to feel fucking her,
then cumming inside her little cunt. She opened her eyes and
held his gaze before looking at his throbbing erection when he
moved closer. His cock was so hard that it bobbed in time to his
rapidly beating heart.
"Don't make yourself cum just yet," he said, getting on the bed
next to her. "I want you to ride my face, so I can eat your
sweet cunt a little before I fuck your brains."
Keeping her eyes glued to his cock, she climbed on top of him
and put her knees around his head, so her pussy was in his face.
She leaned forward, holding herself upright on the headboard as
he grasped her thighs and aligned her cunt with his mouth. A
soft gasp escaped her lips when his tongue slid between her
puffy folds and moved up and down her wet slit. He moved her
cunt back and forth across his face while continuing to fuck her
with his tongue. The position she was in, caused his nose to
press against her clit. He allowed her to fuck his face by
rotating her hips from left to right so she could get even more
stimulation.
The only regret he had was that the camera in the room was
positioned such that it could only record them from the side. He
moved his tongue higher and sucked her erect clit into his
mouth. After only a few seconds, she screamed out loud and came
with a violent shudder. She clamped her thighs tightly around
his head, almost suffocating him in the process while flooding
his face with copious amounts of cunt juice.
They were momentarily interrupted when her infant daughter woke
up, (most likely because of Amy's screams of passion). As he
watched her tending to the baby, he couldn't help but notice how
good she smelled. He figured she had either changed the type of
body wash from what he remembered, or he simply missed eating
her pussy that much. He licked his lips, thinking that her taste
and smell was better than he remembered regardless. He could
have kept using his mouth on her for the rest of the day, but he
also wanted to relieve his aching cock inside her.
When she came back to the bed after getting her daughter back to
sleep once more, he had her sit on his face again but with her
back against the wall. From this new angle, he had access to her
clit by extending the flat part of his tongue out as far as he
could. Just like before, he put his hands on her strong thighs
and maneuvered her into place. He slowly moved her back and
forth, causing her clit to glide along his tongue and chin. When
she was all the way forward, his nose pressed against her ass
hole. Wanting to fill her in every way possible, he sucked his
index finger, then moved the wet tip around her back door. When
he judged that her hole was ready for more, he put the tip of
his finger against her hole, then pushed it inside to the second
joint.
"Oh, God!" she exclaimed, wiggling her ass against his face.
Amy moaned out loud with pleasure when Jack pushed her forward
and replaced his finger with his tongue, rimming her ass with
rapid in and out strokes. She leaned forward, lying horizontal
on him as he continued pleasuring her ass with his mouth. She
spit into her hand and worked it up and down his erection,
making the shaft shiny from his precum and her saliva.
She held the base of his cock with one hand while licking the
head of his cock using the familiar, "melting ice cream cone,"
style he had gotten used to from her. She couldn't easily reach
his entire length from this angle, but the soft, velvet-like
feel of her tongue was stimulating nonetheless. After another
minute of teasing, she leaned further and sucked the head into
her hot mouth, applying gentle suction while continuing to move
her hand slowly up and down the shaft.
"Get on your back again," Jack said a few minutes later,
reluctantly pulling her mouth off his cock before she made him
cum.
Jack knelt between her legs and pushed her knees up. Then he put
the head of his cock against her teenage cunt and held still as
he enjoyed the sight of his thick shaft nestled against her wet
slit. Looking at the small cunt before him, he couldn't help but
notice how it looked as tight as ever, showing no evidence of
ever having a baby. As he examined the thin layer of pubic hair
and the way her lips were closed into a thin line, her cunt
could have easily belonged to a much younger girl. Thinking of
how appetizing Susie's hairless little cunt was, he imagined
that Amy's cunt would look very similar without any hair on it.
He pushed a little so only the head went inside. Twice now, he
had pulled out before cumming in her mouth, but he was glad
because the tight walls of her cunt surrounding the end of his
cock felt even better than her mouth had. The look on her face
clearly showed that she was eager for his penetration as he
started pushing himself deeper inside.
While continuing to hold her knees back, he pushed even further
until more than half of his shaft was inside her. He started
moving in and out, fucking her with slow and gentle strokes,
letting her get used to having a cock inside her. As the
excitement increased, so did the speed and strength of his
thrusts. Her moans turned into screams as she pushed her hips up
to meet his thrusts, causing his cock to plunge all the way
inside her until his balls slapped against her crotch. They
fucked each other like this for a few minutes, causing the bed
to creek rhythmically until she screamed even louder and
tightened her vaginal muscles around his shaft from what was
surely the best orgasm she'd experienced since giving birth
several weeks back.
As he got close to his own orgasm, he considered changing
positions and fucking her from behind, but then he decided that
he wanted to enjoy the look in her eyes as he filled her with
semen. When he slowed his thrusts and pulled back as if he was
going to stop, a look of disappointment crossed her young face.
It was replaced by pleasure when he suddenly pushed hard inside
her and fucked her even faster than before. He pushed himself
all the way inside her once more, ramming directly into her
cervix.
Amy's eyes widened in surprise when she felt his dick go deeper
than ever before. His dick was big to begin with, but for some
reason it felt even bigger now that she was having it after a
long time. It was so deep inside that it hurt a little as he
fucked her. She figured that the reason he had never fucked her
this hard until now was because she had been pregnant. She met
his eyes as she got close to another strong orgasm. She felt his
thumb rubbing her button as he moved faster and faster, causing
more pain and pleasure at the same time. As her pussy tightened
from another orgasm, she could understand why her doctor told
her to wait a few weeks before having sex.
As her body shook from yet another orgasm, she decided that sex
with Jack was worth all the pain because despite that, she still
felt very good. A few friends she had told about Jack warned her
that he was using her, but she didn't care. If having sex with
him to pay for rent and cable meant she would feel this good,
she would do it with him as much as he wanted; it's not like she
hadn't done things like this before anyway. Images of having sex
with her math teacher to get better grades when she was fifteen
flashed through her mind but were quickly replaced by memories
of having sex with Jack. She especially liked how he always
smiled and didn't use big words she couldn't understand.
Jack was very close to shooting his load deep inside his
nineteen-year-old "special" girl, but she beat him to the punch
with yet another powerful orgasm of her own. The tight feel of
her little cunt squeezing his shaft like a vice proved to be
exactly what he needed to go over the edge. With a loud groan
that threatened to wake her baby again, he began shooting his
load. He held her legs wide apart as he pushed himself deep,
filling her with spurt after spurt of hot semen. There was so
much of it that he would have probably fathered her next three
children all at once if he hadn't already been sterile.
He held still, enjoying the feel of his cock slowly shrinking
while still inside her. As his cock came out with an audible
slurp, he let her legs down and watched in amazement as her
gaping cunt began closing almost immediately. Although there was
a small spot of semen on the sheets, it wasn't nearly as much as
he would have expected considering the amount of cum he had just
pumped inside her. He scooted near her head and put his spent
cock at her lips. As she started cleaning it with her mouth, he
pushed two fingers inside her sopping cunt. He marveled at how
tight her pussy gripped them even though his fingers weren't as
thick as his cock. If he could feel it this easily on his
fingers, it was no wonder he had cum with such intensity.
She was so out of it from the countless orgasms that she didn't
notice him taking several pictures of her as she lay naked with
cum starting to ooze from her well-fucked cunt. After getting a
few good pictures, he put her hand between her legs and
instructed her to spread the white, thick goo around her pubic
area. She did it lazily with eyes half-closed as he took a few
more pictures. There was so much cum that the light fuzz of
pubic hair was almost soaked to invisibility by the time she was
finished.
He almost decided to stay for another round, but then her
daughter started waking up again. Looking at the young mother as
she lay on the bed with a dazed expression, he couldn't deny
that this girl's young body was made for fucking. When he left
soon after, the image of her remained in his mind for the rest
of the evening. The only difference was that in his mind, her
pussy was smooth and hairless.
After Jack left, Amy got up on shaky legs and took her daughter
in her arms. As she started breast feeding the little girl, she
felt a lot of wetness between her legs. With a little
trepidation, she looked down and saw with relief that it was
only his cum. The last time she had felt that much wetness was
when he fucked her just before her daughter was born. He had
fucked her so hard that he had broken her water and made her go
into labor. Wincing a little, she sat on her bed with cum still
oozing from her sore pussy. She had always felt that he came a
lot more than other guys, but this time it was a lot more, even
for him. Even though she would be sore for a few days, she
looked forward to more sex with him because she loved the way he
made her insides twitch from how hard he fucked her.
*** CHAPTER SEVEN ***
Life for Amy settled into a comfortable routine over the next
two weeks. For the most part, everything was great; her baby
slept through the night, her ex-boyfriend was completely out of
her life, her ex-boyfriend had also cheated on her sister, she
was once again on speaking terms with her sister, and she was
able to fit into all the cute, tiny clothes she liked wearing so
much. It seemed like the only cloud in her world was centered
around her feelings for Jack. This was very confusing because
her feelings were simultaneously good and not-so-good.
The good feelings regarding Jack were basically because every
time she thought about him, she smiled and felt herself getting
wet. These feelings had been present ever since she first met
him when she moved into her apartment. She had been able to
handle them because she didn't know she would be having sex with
him a year later. She still remembered how thoughts of Jack had
been the only way she could reach orgasm while having sex with
Hank.
As for the not-so-good feelings regarding Jack, those were
because ever since she started having sex with him, things
became a lot more complicated. At first, having sex with the man
she'd been attracted to for so long was unbelievably exciting.
Her attraction was so intense that she had to change her panties
whenever she was near him because of how wet she got. It was
even worse when she didn't wear any because her wetness would
run down the insides of her thighs. Even if all she did was rub
his dick or give him head, she almost always experienced a small
orgasm from the knowledge that she was pleasing him so much.
It was because of Jack that she now thought of giving head as
something very fun, whereas before she had only thought of it as
something she could use to get her way since that was the only
thing guys seemed to want. To make things worse, now that she
started fucking him again after waiting six weeks, her feelings
had gotten much stronger if that was even possible. It was so
bad that she had almost told him she loved him after the last
time he fucked her. The only thing that had kept her making a
fool of herself was remembering that the only reason they were
having sex was to trade for things she couldn't afford.
Based on her past experience, most guys started acting funny
when she said the l-word to them. Since she didn't want to push
Jack away, she resolved to not tell him how she truly felt
unless he said it first. Besides, she had always been told how
sexy and pretty she was, so she knew that she would eventually
find a guy who wanted to be with her and her daughter (like a
real and happy family). If he was rich and sexy like Jack, it
would be a bonus because she wouldn't have to trade sex to get
things.
Although the public assistance she received each month helped
with boring things like food and medicine, it didn't help with
fun things like clothes and make-up. Unfortunately, in late
August she ended up spending more than she could truly afford on
summer clothes because of a massive clearance sale. After
getting her first paycheck for September, she saw that she would
need to trade at least once to barely make it. She also saw that
if she traded twice, she would have a little extra spending
money and a lot more satisfaction. Considering how she felt
about him, she would trade all the sex he wanted just so she
could be with him as much as possible.
Monday night was very rough because her daughter wasn't feeling
well and stayed up more than half the night. Since Amy couldn't
sleep either, she watched movies on the Lifetime channel until
five in the morning when she finally fell asleep. Luckily, she
didn't have to work on Tuesday, otherwise she would have missed
her shift.
After taking a cool shower and drinking a few cups of disgusting
coffee to stay awake, she called the leasing office to tell Jack
she needed to trade because she didn't have enough money for
rent. Getting no answer, she went to the office in person since
it was supposed to be open anyway. When she got there however,
she found that it was closed. Not having anything else to do,
she decided to visit her sister for a few hours, figuring she
would find him later in the afternoon.
As she left the complex, she noticed a familiar-looking car
parked in front of building #3. Every time she had seen that
same car, it had been parked in front of other buildings. Not
having the mental capacity to think about things too deeply, she
had forgotten about it by the time she got to her sister's house
twenty minutes later. Had she left the complex a few minutes
earlier, she would've seen Jack and Rick going into apartment
#306 where Stacy and Susie lived.
When Amy came home a few hours later, she felt tired because her
sleeping schedule was still off. She had planned on checking to
see if Jack was around but ended up taking an afternoon nap with
her daughter. It was almost four in the afternoon when she
finally woke up and remembered she still needed to talk to Jack
about trading for her rent payment.
"I gotta pay rent with a trade," she said on the phone.
Because Jack was still on cloud-nine from the sexual adventure
with Susie earlier in the day, he had completely forgotten that
Tuesdays were designated as Amy's rent trading days. He almost
told her she would have to wait for another day, but then
decided that he had a moral obligation to accept pussy from any
"special" girl who offered it so freely. Despite the amount of
semen he had poured into Susie earlier that afternoon, he was
confident that Amy wouldn't be shortchanged in the least.
"I'll be there after five," he said after a brief pause. Then he
hung up before she could say anything else.
Because Amy wanted to be fresh and clean for Jack's visit, she
took a quick shower after putting her daughter in the battery-
powered swing. As she washed her pussy, thoughts of his mouth
between her legs raced through her active imagination, making
her very wet. She thought about making herself cum with her
fingers, but then decided to wait for Jack since he always gave
her one or two orgasms when they traded.
She felt tingles of anticipation run through her body when he
walked inside her apartment a few minutes later. She had changed
into a pair of short shorts and a small top in the hopes that he
would touch her all over and put his hand down her shorts the
way she liked, but he just stood there without saying anything.
She was about to kneel in front of him to give him head when he
told her to get undressed and lie on the bed with her legs open.
When she did as he asked, he looked closely at her pussy as if
he hadn't seen it in a long time. He ran his fingers through her
pubic hair, which gave her shivers of pleasure. After a minute,
he pushed her ankles against her butt and spread her knees
apart. He stared at her pussy for so long that for the first
time ever, she felt a little uncomfortable. Just as she was
about to ask if everything was okay, he went down on her,
licking her with slow, deliberate strokes.
All thoughts of how strange he was acting fled her mind as she
gave into the pleasure between her legs. Unfortunately, he
stopped after less than a minute, not even doing it long enough
for her to have an orgasm. He gazed at her pussy, wet from his
saliva and her arousal, then he got undressed and knelt between
her splayed legs. Without saying a word, he put the end of his
dick against her slit, then pushed it inside without warning.
Amy screamed, more from the sudden penetration than from the
slight pleasure she felt. On one level, she knew this was the
reason for his visit, but on another level, she was unsure of
what to expect since he wasn't doing a lot of talking. However,
once she started feeling more pleasure, all thoughts of how
different he was behaving fled her one-track mind. Everything
was right in her world as he fucked her with deep strokes. Her
only concern was that it started to hurt after a while. She
wasn't sure if it was because she wasn't as wet as usual despite
his earlier licking, or because she was almost folded in half
with her knees up to her chest.
Although she prided herself on being very flexible, getting
fucked in this position without stopping or changing was a bit
uncomfortable. Despite the pain, she loved how he pounded into
her; moving mostly slow, then suddenly fast, then slow again.
After almost five minutes of what felt like the most intense
fucking of her life, he groaned out loud and pushed harder than
before. His dick was so far inside her that it hurt like the
time he had fucked her when she got cable TV. A small part of
her felt relief when she felt his dick swell and fill her with
cum.
A few seconds later, he pulled out and sat next to her. He
scooped cum out of her pussy and rubbed it all over her tender
crotch. She hoped he would rub her button or go down on her and
make her cum, but all he did was cover her pubic hair with cum.
Because she didn't know how to put her feelings of confusion and
sexual frustration into words, she kept quiet while enjoying the
feelings he gave her while running his fingers through her
matted pubic hair.
"Have you ever shaved your pussy?" he asked suddenly as he ran
his fingers up and down her slit and gently squeezed the outer
lips together.
"Uh, shaved?" she asked, completely caught off guard. She sighed
and shook her head as he tugged on her pussy lips, causing a
jolt of pleasure to pass through her.
"I want you to keep your pussy shaved from now on," he said,
standing up and gathering his clothes. "In fact, it's a new
condition if you want to keep trading sex for rent and cable
TV." When she didn't respond, he added, "I might even consider
giving you double rent credit."
"Okay," she said simply.
"Oh, one more thing," he said as he stood at her front door, "I
also want you to have a babysitter watch your daughter from now
on when we trade." And without a backward glance, he left her
apartment.
Once she was alone, she leaned against her pillows and shoved
two fingers inside her sopping pussy, giving into her sexual
frustrations. She rubbed her clit furiously, not even stopping
when her daughter started fussing because she wanted to get out
of the swing. In less than a minute, Amy came with what she
would classify as a mediocre orgasm. Although it felt good, it
was nowhere near the kind of orgasms she got from Jack. Taking
her daughter in her arms, she wondered why Jack acted so
different this time, not even making her cum like he usually
did. She also didn't understand why he said she had to shave her
pussy.
Later that evening after putting her daughter to bed for the
night, she took a long bubble bath. While luxuriating in the
hot, scented water, she shaved her pussy for the first time in
her life. Looking at her accomplishment a few minutes later, she
decided that it wasn't so bad. At least she wouldn't have to
worry about shaving her bikini line from now on. There were a
few stray wisps of blonde hair which she had missed, but she was
confident that she would do better with more practice. One thing
was certain, she couldn't wait for Jack to see it so he would
hopefully give her the praise she craved almost as much as sex.
Amy's overall sexual frustration continued over the following
two weeks where the only relief she found was through regular
masturbation. She was sure that sex with Jack would have
improved after he gave her the best fuck of her life in mid-
August, but that hadn't been the case at all. She still couldn't
understand why he had acted very strange the last time they had
sex. She was used to that kind of treatment from guys like Hank,
but not from Jack. Adding to her frustration and confusion, she
still didn't understand why he wanted her to shave her pussy.
Now that her pussy was as hairless as a little girl's, it seemed
to get even more wet than usual and for no apparent reason. If
something brushed against her chest or thighs a certain way, her
pussy flooded so much that she sometimes had to change her
panties. Added to that, her pussy was so sensitive that she was
constantly turned on from the way her panties rubbed against it.
Not knowing when she would have sex with Jack again, she shaved
it every three days so it would be smooth and hairless like he
wanted. Sometimes when she looked between her legs while
fingering herself, she wondered if Jack was like some of those
guys who liked having sex with little girls.
"It's the middle of September and your cable bill is due," Jack
said over the phone the following Tuesday morning as Amy got
ready for work.
"Okay, but I don't got no money," she said, thinking of her
favorite channels as she picked out clothes for the day.
"Have you been keeping your cunt shaved?"
"Uh huh," she said as she put on a light-blue pair of panties
and admired how flat they looked against her crotch.
"Good, in that case I'll see you later after five so you can
trade for your cable television. Remember to have someone watch
your daughter while I'm there."
Although Amy had followed Jack's instructions about shaving her
pussy, she had completely forgotten about having a babysitter
while they traded. Since the regular daycare she used during
work would cost too much, she would have to find someone else to
watch her baby for an hour on Tuesdays. Thinking of a few people
who lived in her building, she was sure that someone's daughter
would be available if she paid her a little money.
The day at work seemed to drag on as Amy thought about having
sex with Jack. She hoped he would stay longer than the last time
and that he would make her cum like all the other times before.
Thoughts of his mouth between her legs kept her more wet than
usual and close to cumming. She was also happy because she had
talked to one of her neighbors before leaving for work and had
found a babysitter for her daughter.
When work was finally over, she hurried home. After putting her
daughter down for a nap, she took a long bath and shaved both
her legs and her pussy. When she finished, her pussy was
completely smooth and hairless, reminding her of when she was
ten years old. She even managed to get rid of the tiny hairs
around her ass hole in case he played with it like before.
Although the temperatures were more tolerable now, Jack was
ready to call it a day by mid-afternoon. It had been a long,
boring day; no emergencies to deal with, no new tenants to show
around, and no "special" girls to fuck. He wasn't normally
affected by the mid-month rut, except that he was going on four
days without any sex due to some unusual circumstances. For a
guy like Jack, who typically had sex almost daily, this was a
dry spell of the worst kind. Fortunately for him, Amy still
wanted to pay for her cable television in the only way she could
afford.
Because the only sexual gratification he'd experienced over the
last few days was the "watching others through the hidden
cameras" kind, he was hornier than a fifteen-year-old who had
recently lost his virginity. He supposed it was poetic justice
that the "special" girl who would give him the relief he needed
was Amy considering how he had treated her earlier in the month.
It wasn't her fault that he had been so consumed with thoughts
of Susie's small, hairless cunt that he had basically used Amy
as nothing more than a living fuck hole for masturbation. He
hadn't even given her an orgasm, and that was practically
unheard of for him. Much to his chagrin, she hadn't complained
or demanded anything despite her obvious frustration that day.
After closing for the day, he went home to shower and watch Amy
until it was time to pay her a visit. Later when he tuned to the
#508 camera feed, the first thing he saw was Amy's smiling face
as she got ready. He decided that the first order of business
would be cumming inside that pretty mouth of hers before things
got off to a proper start.
The following thirty minutes were well-spent as he watched her,
beginning with him getting an excellent, frontal view of her
when she came out of the bathroom, looking as fresh and
desirable as ever. Taking advantage of the camera's expensive
capabilities, he quickly zoomed in on her hairless pussy and
snapped a few pictures for his ever-growing collection.
Eventually she put on a pair of simple shorts and a T-shirt, not
even bothering with mundane things like a bra and panties. The
best part of watching her get dressed was when she grabbed a
white scrunchy and put her hair up in the signature ponytail she
was known for. A few seconds later as she was putting lotion on
her legs, there was a knock at the door. When Amy opened it,
Tracy's thirteen-year-old daughter Brooke, came into view.
Considering how Tracy had looked at Amy with disgust earlier in
the Summer, Jack was pleasantly surprised that Brooke would be
allowed to watch Amy's daughter.
Jack smiled when Amy took her clothes off after Brooke left with
the baby. She puffed the pillows on her bed, then leaned against
them, providing him with another unobstructed view of her lithe,
young body. As he watched her tweak her nipples until they
became as hard as small eraser points, he couldn't help but
notice how her perky boobs had grown from the "almost
nonexistent A-cup" size during her pregnancy to the "barely-
there B-cup" size now that she was regularly breast feeding her
daughter. Even though she had no idea he was watching and
recording her, she pleasured herself as if she was putting on a
show just for him. He was very glad considering that he hadn't
truly appreciated her recently.
Several wonderful distractions had kept him preoccupied of late.
First, there was Ashley from #208, a new tenant who reminded him
of Amy because of her small body and lower IQ. Then, there was
Kristen from #409, a new "special" girl who was very religious
and had finally decided that having sex with him was "God's
will" to keep her from becoming homeless. Last, there was Susie
from #306, a "special" girl who gave him a unique excitement
because of her age. Aside from his regulars, there was always
Sara from #511 and Samantha from #312, who provided him with
sexual relief whenever regular "special" girls weren't
available.
He continued watching the naked nineteen-year-old as her hands
moved down her front until they reached her mouth-watering,
tight and hairless pussy with its puffy mound and closed outer
lips. The missing hair between her legs made her easily look
five or six years younger, which was perfect for his
imagination. Her pussy looked so tight that he couldn't wait to
slide inside her and feel it for himself. Unlike some of the
other girls he watched masturbating, Amy didn't insert foreign
objects inside herself. Instead, she pulled on her inner lips
while running circles over her clit. He could even see her hips
moving up and down as she made herself cum.
"That is one fine-looking pussy you got there," Jack said to Amy
when he walked into her apartment a few minutes later.
Amy relaxed after her self-induced orgasm. A small moan of
pleasure escaped her lips when he put his hand on her pussy and
smiled with approval. Noticing the obvious bulge in his shorts,
she couldn't wait to feel his hard dick inside her. After
touching her a little more, he got undressed, then leaned toward
her. He sucked her left nipple, then her right, making her
shiver with renewed pleasure. She suddenly felt his finger
between the folds of her wet pussy, causing her to draw in a
deep breath. She moaned louder than before, getting even more
turned on than she was already.
Amy felt something hot and wet pressing against her thigh as
Jack lay next to her after sucking her nipples. Looking down,
she saw that his hard dick was standing at attention, the end
soaked with the slightly cloudy liquid that told her he was very
excited. She sat up and wrapped her small hand around the shaft,
then pulled the foreskin down. Without hesitation, she leaned
down and sucked the head into her mouth, enjoying the feel of
him.
As she rolled her tongue around his glans, the smell and taste
of his arousal caused her to experience a small orgasm almost
immediately. Not having the mental capacity to put it into
words, she somehow knew that things would go much better this
time--mostly because she'd already cum once in less than five
minutes after his arrival. She moaned around his dick when he
held her head by the ponytail and forced it further in her
mouth.
Despite the rough way he was pushing his dick in and out of her
mouth, she found it very exciting. Even though he pushed his
dick so far in that she almost gagged, she didn't complain
because she knew this was giving him a lot of pleasure. Besides
which, other guys had done it like this in her mouth before and
they hadn't been as gentle, so she didn't mind it at all. Then
all-of-a-sudden, she felt his dick swelling so much that she
could barely breathe. Knowing what this meant, she rolled his
nuts in her hand to coax out as much cum as possible. With the
loud groan that she knew so well, he held her head with a death
grip as the first hot jet of semen shot directly down her
throat. Luckily, he pulled back slightly so the second and third
spurts filled her mouth, allowing her to taste it.
After Amy swallowed all of Jack's wonderful cum, she wondered
why he hadn't lasted very long. Not that she minded in the
least, but it just seemed strange that he would cum so much
after a short time from a simple blowjob. Other times when she
had given him head, he had taken at least ten minutes before
cumming. She wasn't keeping official time or anything, but she
could swear it had taken less than three minutes this time. It
was almost as if he hadn't cum since the last time he saw her.
Before she could dwell too much on it, he pulled his dick out of
her mouth and had her lie back on the bed.
"Now it's my turn to pleasure you," he said, scooting close to
her. "Just lie back and enjoy everything I'm going to do to
you."
He began kissing her, starting at her ear, then her neck. She
tried kissing him when his lips were near her mouth, but he had
already moved lower and started sucking her nipples. Thinking
back on all the times they had been together, she realized that
although he had kissed her body in many places, he had never
kissed her on the mouth.
As he reached her waist, he stood up and moved her legs to the
side of the bed. Then he put her hands underneath the backs of
her knees, so her legs fell open. After watching her like this
for several seconds, he knelt on the floor between her parted
legs.
At first, she was scared that he would only stare at her pussy
like the last time, but he put his face on her pussy and inhaled
deeply before sticking out his tongue. While licking her button,
he coated his index finger with her pussy juices, then pushed it
inside her ass hole. He moved his tongue lower to her pussy
while slowly pumping his finger in and out of her ass. His
tongue flicked back and forth across her button, making her moan
out loud from the multiple stimulation. The feelings were so
intense that she came twice over the next few minutes.
Amy had just begun to relax from the latest orgasm, but then her
eyes flew open when she felt his tongue move lower and push into
her ass hole. Even though he had done this before, it still
surprised her a little. She was so delirious from everything he
was doing between her legs that she barely noticed how tired her
hands were getting from holding her legs spread apart. With a
loud scream that would've frightened her daughter had she been
there, Amy came hard, followed by a less intense, yet still
powerful orgasm a few seconds later.
"Your ass and cunt are very tasty," he said, straightening her
arms and legs.
"Do you want another blowjob?" she asked, feeling dizzy but
willing to pleasure him in whatever way he wanted.
"Maybe later," he said, standing up. "Right now I want you to
turn around and get on your hands and knees."
She did as he asked, shamelessly displaying herself to him like
earlier. She arched her back and stuck her ass out, presenting
herself as his perfect little fuck toy.
"That's perfect," he said, grinning because he knew that the
camera was capturing her perfectly from this angle. "Now, show
me how nasty you are by playing with your cunt."
"Like this?" she asked, sounding muffled as she reached under
herself.
"That's perfect. I like watching you pleasuring yourself," he
responded, moving his hand slowly back and forth on his cock.
"Tell me, do you like touching yourself?"
"Uh huh," she answered. "I do it all the time," she added,
surprising herself with how comfortable she felt with admitting
it.
"Good, now spread your pussy open and show me your little fuck
hole," he said, moving closer.
Jack could tell that Amy was doing her best to follow his every
direction despite the awkward angle she was in. Staring at the
dark pink flesh between her parted lips, he was once again
amazed that his cock could actually fit inside. Then again,
considering that he had fucked much younger pussy, he shouldn't
have been surprised. This just proved to him that a woman's
cunt, no matter how small and tight it was, could stretch to fit
any occasion.
"Suck on your finger, then rub your clit," he said, anticipating
the feel of her tight cunt surrounding his throbbing cock.
Amy felt Jack's hand guiding her as she pleasured herself.
Completely unaware that her performance was just as much for the
benefit of the hidden camera in her apartment as it was for him,
she pinched her clit between her fingers until she made herself
cum again. Although she had made herself cum earlier after
Brooke took her daughter, doing it in front of Jack was a lot
more exciting even from this position.
"That was perfect, Amy," he said, getting on the bed behind her.
"Now, lean forward on your elbows and stick your ass out like a
bitch in heat. Yes, just like that. Are you ready for my cock?"
"Uh huh," she said, closing her eyes in anticipation.
Although she was clearly wet with arousal, he put his face in
her crotch like before to insure he didn't hurt her like other
times. From this angle, the pungent aroma of her ass and cunt
filled his nostrils, turning him on even more.
Amy whined with pleasure as she felt his tongue probing between
the folds of her lips, causing a flood of wetness which she knew
wasn't only from his saliva. A moment later, she felt his tongue
push in her ass hole again with slow, lingering strokes. She
sighed and relaxed, enjoying the penetration. He alternated by
licking both holes and licking her button. He did it in such a
way that she couldn't anticipate where he would go next. When
his tongue was inside her, he moved it rapidly, causing her to
push back against his face to try and get more.
In no time at all, she felt an intense outpouring of wetness
from between her legs as another orgasm hit her. It was so
strong that she bunched the sheets in her fists as he licked her
button while pressing his nose against her ass hole. He kept
doing it over and over until she came again and again--it could
have easily been another two or three times--she really had no
idea. Before having sex with Jack, she had never been able to
cum so many times in such a short span without her button
feeling sore or overly sensitive.
"That's much better," he said quietly as he wedged the head of
his cock between her lips and pushed.
"Oh God!" she screamed as she felt him sliding all the way
inside, feeling his nuts pressing against her crotch.
He grasped her ponytail and pulled her toward him, causing her
pussy to clamp tight around his cock from the way her back
arched even more. He could feel it massaging him, making him
groan with pleasure.
The next several minutes were a blur as Jack fucked Amy with
abandon, making her cry out from the constant pleasure. She felt
his dick so far up inside that it was as if it was the only
thing holding her up. After a bit, he slowed his thrusts and let
go of her hair. With his hands on her hips, he fucked her slowly
for another minute, then pulled out and rubbed his cock along
her wet pussy.
"You are an amazing fuck," he said, pulling out all the way and
making sure the end of his cock was sufficiently wet for its
next target.
He kept one hand on her hip, holding her in place as he put the
tip of his cock against her anus and pushed inside without
warning. She groaned with pain and pleasure, arching her back
yet again as he filled her to the hilt.
Amy felt so full that it was as if his dick was touching places
inside her that she never knew existed. Despite the pain in her
ass, she pushed back, keeping herself impaled on his dick. She
loved how he fucked her so hard that her head bumped against the
mound of pillows. Things went on like this for another few
minutes as he pounded into her with fast, then slow, then fast
thrusts. Eventually, she felt him pulling out, leaving her
feeling oddly empty. As she lay still, feeling sore and tired,
he got off the bed, then went into her bathroom. At first, she
wondered if everything was okay, but then he came back with a
warm washcloth. After using it to wipe her crotch and his cock,
he threw it aside, then had her turn around.
"Get on your back and spread your legs wide," he said. "I want
to watch my cock sliding inside your tight little cunt."
Kneeling between her legs, Jack pushed inside her once again.
Every so often he changed the angle of penetration, causing her
to cry out and beg for more. He fucked her relentlessly,
changing the speed and strength of his thrusts like before.
During all this, his eyes were fixed on her bald cunt as his
cock slid in and out. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind
that Amy's body was made for fucking.
Amy was surprised that more than thirty minutes had passed since
he first came in her mouth, and yet he still hadn't cum inside
her. She had already lost count of how many times he had made
her cum. There was something about the way his dick rubbed
inside her as she lay on her back that caused her to experience
one small orgasm after another. She had heard of this happening
to other women but had never experienced it herself until now.
Whatever he was doing to her, it was by far the best she'd ever
had. This time around was even better than that time in mid-
August.
"I'm going to cum inside your tight, wonderful cunt," he said as
he pulled back so only the head of his cock was in.
Amy held her legs apart, watching his dick just as intently. She
squeezed her pussy tighter and saw how the look on his face
changed almost immediately.
Jack groaned out loud and moved faster as he got close. Looking
down, the sight of his cock spearing her hairless pussy was all
he needed to reach that final peak before orgasm. Watching the
look of rapture on her young face as he filled her, he wondered
what she would do if he told her that all this was being
recorded. Knowing how she did everything he asked, it probably
wouldn't make a difference.
Amy moaned with excitement as he pulled his cock out after two
spurts and rubbed it all over her pussy. When he noticed her
looking at his dripping cock with hunger, he moved up her body
until it was level with her face. Her eyes remained fixed on the
head as another hot spurt of semen shot out, spraying across her
cheek. She took hold of the end and rubbed it across her face,
spreading the white, sticky goo all over. Then she put the tip
in her mouth and sucked out the last few remaining drops.
"You look great with my cum all over your body," he said,
standing up and moving to the side so the camera would have a
clear shot. "How's that for getting free cable?"
"I like the Lifetime channel," she responded simply as his semen
started oozing from her tight but well-fucked cunt.
"In that case, I guess I'll see you next month, right?" he said
after getting dressed.
An hour later after having dinner and a much-needed shower, Jack
watched the recording of his most-recent encounter with Amy. He
was pleased to see that the camera had captured every moment
with exquisite detail. He was also pleased to see that she had
masturbated again, making herself cum just before Brooke brought
her daughter back.
Watching Amy go about her evening without cleaning his cum off
led to thoughts about other "special" girls, both current and
potential new ones. He thought about the advantages of having
sex with more than one at the same time. Not only would a
threesome here and there be fun, it would be an extremely
efficient method of getting multiple "special" girls to pay
their dues at the same time. But more importantly, it would
allow him to have even more control in new and exciting ways,
which in the end, was what it was truly all about.
Thinking about which of his tenants would be perfect to start
having threesomes with gave Jack an erection which would have to
eventually be taken care of by one of his "special" girls.
Considering that there were several to choose from, he had no
doubt that the sex conquest would continue.
*** END OF PART TWO ***
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