Sherri stepped out of the shower and dried off. Glancing in the mirror, she could see the reflection of her blonde, beautiful body. Her uptilted bosoms, trim waist and curving ass cheeks caused plenty of men to ogle her. She was always being complimented on her lithe, long legs. But this disgusted her. That was one reason for her divorce from Ben. Ben had objected to so many men paying attention to her whenever they went to a bar. She was well aware of her own beauty, her lovely blonde hair framing her face. The symmetrically rounded hips and full breasts couldn't help turn men on. It got her angry to think of Ben becoming so outraged just because men paid attention to her.
She was thirty-four years old and still had plenty of appeal. Sherri was becoming disgusted, however, being a landlady. The eight-unit apartment on a bayfront in San Diego had been the one good thing to come of her marriage. Nevertheless, it did tie her down. The one part she hated most was collecting the rent when tenants got behind. She didn't like to call them and make a big thing about it. However, today she was going to have to go after Rick Holmes. Holmes was almost two weeks late and she wasn't going to take it any longer. She had seen his wife go to work and she wondered if he was staying around the house drinking.
A couple of times she thought of getting rid of Rick Holmes. However, his wife Yvonne always made apologies for him. Sherri knew one thing for sure. If any man ever treated her the way Rick treated Yvonne, she would give him the door fast. Sherri dressed quickly and didn't even take time to put on her rings or her watch. She wanted to get it over with. It was always such an unpleasant task to rap on a tenant's door and demand the back rent.
Practically everyone was at work and she didn't like going up to the door alone. Nevertheless, it was something that had to be done. Rapping on the door she got an immediate reply.
"Yes, who is it?" a firm male voice demanded.
"It's me, your landlady," she told him.
Moments later the door opened and Rick Holmes stood there with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"What's wrong?" he demanded.
"I came to see about the rent," Sherri said evenly.
"Oh, yes. Come on in," he smiled.
"Perhaps I'd better come back when you're dressed," she told him.
"Just a minute," he told her. "I'll put my pants on. Why don't you come in and sit on the sofa and I'll get the money for you."
Even though Sherri usually thought it was inadvisable to ever set foot in a tenant's apartment, she decided she might as well-as long as he had the money and was going to give it to her.
"All right," she said reluctantly, stepping into the apartment.
Glancing around, she could see that everything was in order. Yvonne was an excellent housekeeper and it made her sick to her stomach to think of Rick treating her so shabbily. She had heard them arguing many times and she was certain it was because of Rick's persistent drinking patterns.
Rick went into the bedroom and returned with his pants on and was about to write a check when he looked at Sherri.
"You know, I've got a leaky faucet in there," he said, scratching his head, "and you might as well help me. I can't do it. I stayed home from work today because I'm sick."
It made Sherri disgusted when he said he was sick. She was certain he was drinking again and just couldn't get up.
"All right," she told him, "I'll go downstairs and see if I can help you."
Coming back with a small tool kit, Sherri entered the bathroom and began taking the faucet apart so she could stop the faucet from leaking with a new washer.
"You're pretty good at some of these things,"
Rick observed.
"My ex-husband wasn't very good at fixing things-so I had to learn how," she quipped.
Watching her with admiration, Rick observed she knew what she was doing. Once she'd taken the faucet apart and replaced the old washer with a new one, she got it to working perfectly without leaking. But just as she was stepping out of the bathroom, she was confronted with Rick's giant form. He was a muscular man who worked out with weights. It was obvious she wasn't going to go far if he didn't want her to.
"Rick, please," she insisted, "I've got to get out of here."
Sherri's voice was husky with emotion. It was apparent that Rick meant something to her. She could feel his throbbing penis pressing against her moistening crotch. It had been a long time since anyone had made love to her.
"I'll bet you miss your husband," Rick grinned knowingly.
"Not the way you 're thinking," she told him.
"Honey, I can give you more than he could," Rick said proudly as he reached to his crotch and began unzipping his fly.
"Please, let me out of here," she said.
Her mouth dropped half open when she saw his huge, throbbing penis spring to life.
"I've got something for you, baby," he whispered.
The look in his eye told her exactly what he wanted. Nervously she tried to get away from him. But it wasn't going to work. The moment she bolted for the door his arms went around her.
"I'm gonna pay you the rent," he told her, "but I want to give you a little bonus, baby."
Sherri felt helpless. She stood there and slowly looked into his eager eyes. Her firm, full breasts were swelling provocatively under her blouse.
"Please," she told him, "don't... don't try anything."
Rick's eyes feasted on the rich, full curves of her voluptuously contoured hips and buttocks. As his eyes coursed over her she suddenly wished that she could have sex with him. This was the most terrifying part of all.
"You're married," she reminded him. "I don't want you to get me involved in any trouble."
"Yvonne is working," Rick told her. "While the cat's away the rats will play."
Rick laughed raucously. Sherri could tell that he was still somewhat drunk.
"I've admired you from afar," he whispered. "Now why don't you go to bed with me? It's okay. No hassle. Just take your clothes off, honey, and I'll fuck you."
He had said it so casually that it almost seemed right. But she didn't feel that way at all. Glancing down at her wrist she felt his hand clutching her tightly. Remembering all she had heard about fighting a rapist, Sherri decided to reason with him instead.
"Wouldn't you feel awful if Yvonne came home right now?" she asked anxiously, trying to inject a note of fear into the erotic episode that was unfolding.
"No way," he told her. "Yvonne might like you, too. She swings, you know."
"Please," Sherri pleaded, her eyes starting to moisten. "Please, don't torment me like this."
Rick paid no attention. His own lust for her body was greater than any fear he felt. It was obvious to him that even though Sherri was protesting, she was just as hot to go to bed with him as he was for her.
"You want it," he said eagerly. "You know you do. Don't bug me."
Sherri leaped forward. It didn't work. Once more he held her tightly. The power of his grip indicated just how horny he was for her.
All at once Rick pressed his hot lips against Sherri's and soon he was Frenching with her. Sherri's legs seemed to wilt underneath her as she let him hold her tightly. He was using his tongue as if it was a penis.
"Baby, you want this so bad you're aching for it," he told her.
Rick was obviously a man who thought of himself as virile and extremely masculine. He was enjoying every moment of discomfort that he was causing her.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked laughingly. "Afraid I'm gonna jump your pussy?"
She smiled to herself in spite of her anxiety. He seemed to understand her and she started to relax for the first time since he had placed his hands on her. Watching him she saw the grin on his face and the fear vanished.
"Yvonne isn't loyal to me, honey," he told her, "so don't worry about her."
Now that the fear was disappearing, Sherri could tell he was handsome and his strong body was excitingly muscular and bronzed. She felt a tremor of excitement course through her as she looked at his hard biceps. She glanced down at his huge cock and knew she wanted him. His thick penis and large testicles appealed to her. Sherri knew she shouldn't be looking at any man this way, but she was fascinated nevertheless. For a moment she blinked and tried to clear her mind of the fear and disgust she'd felt a moment before. A lewdly lustful grin formed on Rick's face and he told her, "We can do it better in the bedroom."
He released his grip on her and turned. She followed him to the bedroom.
"Just take off your clothes, honey," Rick said as he went to lock the front door.
At this point Sherri started to remove her clothes. There was a mixture of concern and desire that whirled through her body now. But she v is helpless to stop him. Slipping out of his pants once he'd returned to the bedroom, Rick soon stood before her completely naked.
"Don't worry about the rent," he assured her. "I'm gonna pay you. But let's have sex now." For a second Sherri tensed again. "But please, Rick," she said, nervously holding her clothes in front of her as if she was afraid.
"Put your clothes down," he told her. "Let me see what you look like ... naked."
Slowly she tossed her clothes on a nearby chair. Standing before him, he could see what a beautiful body she really had. Her voluptuous hips, beautiful bosoms and the lovely blonde hair falling on her shoulders added up to an enormous amount of appeal. Nevertheless, she felt nervous and fearful. Whatever it was, her nipples were tingling and growing hard. Finding it increasingly difficult to keep her attention away from his eyes, she finally looked up at him. Fleeting thoughts of her ex-husband raced through her mind. Then she looked at Rick once more and his burning gaze seemed to pierce right through her. "Get on the bed," he told her. He was anxious to get his hands on her delicious, ripe curves. Just thinking about having sex with her made his penis throb. ~
Slowly Sherri eased onto the bed and did as he told her to.
"Just lie there," he told her. "I'll take care of everything."
Rick lay beside her. He placed his strong hand on her leg. The warmth of his touch stimulated her.
"Now, baby," he told her, "just let me feel of you."
The deeply tanned, muscular, tenant began to gently stroke the silky inside of Sherri's thigh, reaching to her crotch.
"You've really got a body," he told her.
She could feel moisture seeping from between the lips of her vagina, telltale moisture that would let him know how aroused she was. His lust-glazed eyes stared intently at her thighs. He could hardly wait to lick her there.
His voice was husky with lustful desire. He got down between her legs, sliding his hands under her ass cheeks and moved her pussy to his face. Reaching up with one hand he lightly cupped her breast as he squeezed her ass cheek with the other. His tongue eased along her vagina. His hot, wet tongue flicking out to tease her pussy sent waves of mind-reeling pleasure up and down her spine. Rick continued to squeeze and knead the soft, resilient flesh of her breast with one hand while he squeezed her ass cheek with the other. His tongue continued flicking across her clit, stimulating her even further.
At this point he swung around. Now his cock was even with her.
"Just reach over and play with my cock," he told her.
Sherri felt a strange sense of revulsion overpower her. She didn't want to do as he told her. Nevertheless, he insisted.
"Go ahead," he told her, "pull on it while I lick your pussy."
Slowly her hand reached for Rick's thick, long shaft. Its head was swollen angrily, the skin on the column stretched so taut it seemed to shine. A purple vein ran heavily across the ridge of the muscle lengthwise on the underside of his huge penis. It was pulsing and throbbing as it filled with blood, increasing its size from tip to base.
Sherri leaned forward. Clasping his huge, throbbing prick, she began passionately pumping on him. He became more intensely excited now and his tongue started licking affectionately against her legs. Finally he pumped his tongue in her pussy and flicked it back and forth across her clitoris. She was so excited she was trembling in wild abandon.
Chapter Two
Sherri played with Rick's amazing big cock.
"I'd like to have my cock sucked," he told her with a broad grin.
Her husband had never suggested anything like this. It was strange the way he was breathing. It was animal-fashion fucking. Yet she loved it. Rick's arm was around her, his strong hand fondling her full breast, and he was working his tongue eagerly over her love button.
"OOOOHHHH, YES, YES," she exclaimed, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU LICK ME LIKE THAT. SUCK ME."
Passionately he continued licking her clit. He could tell from the way she was wiggling how aroused and stimulated she had become. She squeezed her full thighs together as his tongue massaged her clitoris between his educated lips.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHHH, YES, YES," she gasped, "I LOVE THAT!"
Rick kept his lips pressed tightly against her pussy. Savoring the delicious taste of her, he continued sucking greedily. Her body trembled with anticipation \ of the forthcoming sexual excitement. She loved the delicious sensations of his hot hands on her breasts and his tongue pumping hungrily in her pussy. At the same time Sherri went on pulling on Rick's penis.
"SUCK ME, RICK," she begged. "SUCK ME." At this point he pulled away. "I want to have you eat my prick," he told her, "but first, I'll lick your hot cunt."
Rick buried his tongue right up her tight pussy hole. He hunched there as she began to wiggle back and forth as he let the slow pressure mount.
The wetness of his tongue and lips closing over her pussy had her excited.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, KEEP IT UP," she begged, "I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT!"
Momentarily worming his tongue out of her pussy, he licked her little asshole. All at once she felt him trying to worm his tongue up her tight anus. She got so excited she was groaning and twisting. The rhythm of her body combined with his wild tongue movements caused her face to contort with lust and desire.
"YES, YES, YES, RICK," she panted as she watched his laving tongue working in the open, wet crevice of her dilating pink cunt.
It was apparent to her as she pulled on his long, thick shaft that sucking on her pussy was getting him more excited. A strange desire seized her to let her tongue flip over the tip of his huge, throbbing cock. However, she watched now ... and he went on licking and sucking her pussy.
Rick pulled his tongue from her vagina and insisted, "Take my cock in your hand. Take my big cock in your hand and pump."
Reaching up Rick seized her hand and guided it on his cock. The glint in his eyes indicated how aroused he'd become. His enormous cock was standing up between his legs and she began pumping hard. She could see lubricant seeping from its tip. It surprised Sherri to discover how much she enjoyed stroking and massaging his gigantic cock. Then the excitement grew in her own loins as he went back to licking her pussy.
Sherri cradled his testicles in one hand while she pulled on his prick with the other. His tongue was licking in her crotch now and she loved it. Rick was thrilled to let his tongue slide across the coral-smooth flesh. He placed both hands on her moon-shaped buttocks and brought her closer to him. The ringlets of blonde pubic curls around her crotch tickled at his nose.
"YES, YES, Rick," she panted as he went on licking, nibbling and laving the tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris. "I'M CUMMING," she gasped as she squirmed about salaciously.
The hotly clasping pussy hole seemed to pull his tongue deeper in her inflamed vagina as he sucked and lapped her up. It caused her to realize that for the first time she was enjoying sex in a completely uninhibited manner.
When he finally withdrew his tongue from her pussy and looked up at her, she told him how much she enjoyed it.
"Rick," she told him, "I never enjoyed anything quite like that."
Shaking his head, Rick complained.
"When I first wanted to ball with you, you made a fuss. I didn't know what was wrong."
"I... I guess that I needed to be brought out by someone like you," she told him. "My husband had a problem. He could never satisfy me like that,"
The lustful landlady looked at his prick. He was eager to have her go down on him.
"Why don't you get down there between my legs now," he told her, "and start sucking on my prick. Go ahead ... and suck my prick off."
Her hand gripped his penis firmly as she slowly pulled it up and down, getting it primed for her cock sucking. Finally she bent over, permitting her tongue to teasingly slip over the crystal cum drop at the head of his shaft. Her free hand massaged his balls. Rick had become so heated up he could hardly wait another moment longer.
"Go ahead and suck my prick off," he begged.
Her mouth slid smoothly over his throbbing cock. Sherri's tongue flicked back and forth over the crown of the blue-veined member and then she dipped her tongue inside the small slit at the top.
His throbbing cock quivered with ecstasy as she gently parted his ass cheeks.
"While you're there," he begged, "finger fuck my asshole."
As Rick's prostate gland was being gently massaged, his big prick pistoned in and out of the blonde landlady's wet mouth. Rick was moving closer to a sticky orgasm. He reached down to grip her head, running his fingers through her silky smooth, blonde hair.
"SUCK ME ... SUCK ME!" Rick panted as his back arched and his legs spread wide in his wanton lust.
She withdrew her finger from his tight asshole, letting her hands grip his firm ass globes. Squeezing his buttocks, he continued thrusting into her mouth with eager lust.
"SUCK MY PRICK," he begged her eagerly. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK ME OFF!"
Rick enjoyed looking down between his legs to see her head bobbing rhythmically up and down in time to his pistoning cock. It was apparent he was on fire to get his rocks off.
"Now you're doing it," he gasped. "Come on, be a good cock eater."
Rick's itching balls were tingling and he knew it wouldn't be much longer until he exploded.
"I'm gonna throat fuck you real good," he blurted as he continued pumping all the way down her throat.
It was a good thing Rick was stoned out of his mind. She could tell that he had been drinking but it didn't matter any longer. If anything, it added to the uninhibited feeling about having sex with him.
"Let me slide my prick all the way down your throat," he demanded. He grasped Sherri's head, guiding her down over his throbbing manhood, which was ready to erupt its hot, white load of sticky cum in her mouth. He was intoxicated by what she was doing. He could feel her scraping her bosoms across him as he pumped his prick in her hot mouth.
"Suck it for me," he begged.
Feverish with animal desire, he wanted to shoot his semen in her mouth and watch her swallow. It wasn't easy for her to carry on. Yet the musky aroma of his crotch strangely appealed to her. The landlady knew she had to finish off her tenant. She could feel the firm grip of his hands on her head, dominating her. Rick's muscular body tensed. With every deep boring thrust he came closer to shooting his wad into her sucking mouth. His hard cock was thrusting and winding tighter like a mainspring. She knew that he was only moments away from the blind fury of orgasm. Rick's punishing thrusts followed a sensuous rhythm pattern that she copied with her mouth.
As he would slow the tempo of his cock stabs, with deep, slow thrusts down her throat, she likewise would slow the motion of her mouth grip on his skewering man meat.
"I've got to hand it to you, landlady," he gasped between breaths, "you're a mighty good cock sucker. "YOU KNOW HOW TO SUCK IT SOOOOO GOOD. SOOOO GOOD!"
The muscular tenant's back arched as he rammed his throbbing cock so far down the landlady's throat she was certain she would choke on all of his prick meat.
She reached out to grip his ass globes tightly in her hands. Her finger nails etched her own passion on his naked buttock flesh. Rick's hips rode forward, as he rammed his steel-hard prick deeper.
He was holding her tightly, pinned over his thrusting spear. His hips ground up at his pelvis as he squirmed maddeningly close to climax. Her body was trembling. Never before had Sherri experienced anything like this. All the while Rick's passion was propelling him onward as he pistoned his saliva-slick prick deeper down her throat.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," he groaned. "SUCK ME. SUCK ME OFF!"
His hot juices were boiling in his balls. Sherri was fearful for a moment of what it would be like to swallow his thick, creamy cum load. However, it was obvious that this was what he expected. Her lip grip fastened firmly on his cock as he continued the tempo of his up-and-down jabs.
"THAT'S HOW YOU SUCK COCK... OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES, SUCK ME, SUCK ME. I'M CUMMMING! EAT IT!"
Rick shot his wad in Sherri's mouth. It dribbled from the corner of her lips as she sucked the sweet, juicy cum from his meaty cock head.
Finally she eased off him. Her tongue slipped back and forth over the crown of his cock as she finished.
Looking up at him, she suddenly was brought back to reality.
"You gave me a real good time," he congratulated her.
"I... I don't know what came over me," the landlady told him.
"You needed to be fucked," he explained.
"That's what."
Running her fingers through her blonde hair, Sherri tried to think about how it all had started. It was true it had been a long time since she'd gone to bed with anyone. It was also true that Rick had appealed to her ever since she rented the place to him and his wife. However, she couldn't help feeling guilty. What about Yvonne?
"I feel guilty as hell," Sherri said as she slowly got off the bed.
"Guilty?" he asked angrily.
Nodding, she told him why.
"Ill tell you why," she explained. "It isn't right for any woman to have sex with another woman's man.
"But my relationship with my wife is not the usual one," he tried to explain. "She likes women, too. Sometimes we have a threeway."
That bothered Sherri. She tried her best to maintain her composure. Slowly she got dressed.
"Maybe we could all have a party sometime," Rick suggested.
"I wish you'd pay the rent six months in advance," she said evenly.
That got Rick angry. Getting off the bed he walked over to her menacingly.
"I gave you a good time," he said evenly, "and this is my thanks."
"Don't think that just because you raped me that I want this to happen again and again!"
Rick's eyes flashed fire.
"You wanted it as bad as I did," he said, looking down at her now with rage burning in his voice.
Turning, Sherri started to walk out of the apartment.
"When you're horny again," she told him, "take it out on your wife."
As the beautiful blonde landlady stepped out of his apartment, Rick paced the floor. It really got him angry. She wanted it and he knew it.
Once Sherri was back in her own apartment, she got to thinking. Perhaps that was the reason she'd been so uptight for so long. Maybe she did need good sex release. Only the wrong place to get it was with a married man. There had to be some single men that she could make it with.
Suddenly she began thinking of some of the young college boys who lived in her apartment house. They needed servicing and perhaps they would enjoy having sex with her.
She tried to block such thoughts from her mind as she recognized it could get her into a lot of trouble. If they ever got the idea that they could pay for the rent by satisfying her sexually, her investment in' the apartment house could be dropped to nothing.
Sherri went to a luncheon for the bridge club that she belonged to that afternoon. While she was there a couple of the girls got to talking about their husbands.
"My husband Herbert won't leave me alone ever since he's been seeing those sex films," one woman complained.
"You're lucky," another woman observed. "My husband has such a difficult time getting it up that he tells me to use a banana!"
"That's an insult," the other woman shook her head gravely.
"That was a good suggestion, not an insult," the other woman laughed. "I used the banana and it was better than he is."
It was impossible for Sherri to join in such banter. Sex was a serious' thing to her. It sounded so shallow and disgusting that she left the bridge club luncheon early.
When she got back to her apartment she decided to take a shower, then stretch out and get some sleep. The sexual romp in the morning plus the mad rush to get to the luncheon on time had left her completely exhausted.
After her shower Sherri went to bed to get some much needed rest.
Rest didn't provide her with the relaxation she'd hoped it would as she had terrible nightmares about being pursued in a forest. She was stark naked and there wasn't a speck of light in the black forest. The ground was mushy and she never could seem to get her footing. She awoke in frozen terror when she heard the doorbell ringing.
Getting out of bed she slipped into a robe, not bothering to get dressed. Answering the door, she saw it was one of her young college students that she was renting to.
"I'm sorry to bother you," Alex told her. "I guess you'd gone to bed already."
Her mind was filtering out the fear and distaste of what had happened and this handsome young college tenant brought her back to momentary reality.
"Come in," Sherri said huskily. "I'll give you a receipt."
The young man came into her living room, sat down and waited while she got her receipt book from a nearby desk. She took the money from him and gave him the receipt and then was surprised that he seemed to want to talk.
"If you don't mind my saying so," he told her, "I really would like to talk to you tonight. I need to talk to somebody."
"Well, sure," Sherri said, surprised that Alex wanted to talk. "Could I get you something to drink?" she asked him.
"I could use a drink," Alex admitted. Alex was blonde, tall, with steel-blue eyes that radiated confidence. However, tonight he did seem uptight about something and Sherri was curious to know exactly what it was.
"What would you like to drink?" she asked him. "Mix me a bourbon and Seven," he suggested. Sherri fixed one for herself and then served one to him, too. As she sat across from him she could see his bulging crotch. She wondered if he was feeling something for her. It was strange how she was watching things like this now. Before this morning she had never been so concerned about the size of a man's penis. But she was on the verge of reaching out and stroking him and this frightened her.
"It's my girl," Alex explained with a sad expression on his face. "She has found somebody else."
There was a look of rage and disappointment mingling in his eyes as he explained what had happened.
Chapter Three
Alex leaned back on the sofa and shook his head.
"She found another guy," he told Sherri, "that she liked better than me. He had more money. This guy is older. At least ten years older than me."
The warmth and sympathy that Sherri provided relaxed Alex.
"That's terrible," she said, shaking her head.
As Alex looked at her he couldn't help admire her beautiful body. Sherri's robe had fallen open and he could see her cleavage now. The outline of her firm, supple breasts caused his cock to quiver.
"I guess I should have known she'd leave me the moment she could," he smiled without humor.
Rising to her feet, the landlady walked over to the young tenant who was sitting there sprawled on the sofa. Sitting beside him she placed her hand affectionately on his thigh and patted him. Sherri could see the outline of his huge cock spring to life in his tightly fitting jeans as she massaged him.
"I almost forgot your age," she told him. "You look so grown up. How old are you?"
"Old enough," Alex whispered softly.
At this point Sherri didn't hesitate to go farther. He looked at her lustfully as he saw her hand gently caress the outline of his throbbing cock which quivered in his jeans.
"I could do something that would make you real happy," she suggested.
The way she said it, combined with her hand movement, left no doubt in Alex's mind what she was talking about.
"I wish you would," he said eagerly. What was happening now made him feel very good. He flashed her a lustful smile as she slowly began unzipping his fly. He was so surprised that he couldn't say anything. Gasping silently as he looked at the tips of her breasts, he could hardly wait as his penis quivered in anticipation.
Sherri slowly pulled out his throbbing cock and he was waiting for the forbidden thrill of having her give him a blow job. Kneeling now in front of him, she pulled his huge prick to her lips. The blue-eyed young man reached out and gripped her head. Running his fingers through her silky blonde hair, he reached down to cup one large breast. She groaned and let her tongue lick the head of his shaft. Eagerly he watched as she began slowly sucking and nursing the head of his throbbing penis.
To her amazement Alex made a couple of suggestions.
"Why don't we go in the other room so I can teach you some things I've learned in Vietnam," he suggested to his beautiful landlady.
Astonished at Alex's boldness, Sherri pulled her mouth away from his penis.
"You're never too old to learn," she observed with a grin.
She got to her feet and walked into the bedroom. Alex followed close behind.
Once they were in the bedroom, he began undressing. Watching her slip out of the robe got him so horny that he could hardly keep his hands off her.
"You're quite a guy, Alex," she smiled as he eased out of his shorts and stood before her completely nude.
It gave her a lewd thrill to walk over to him and grip his prick.
"Oh, that feels so good," he smiled. His hands were on her now.
"I'm gonna give you a good time," he told her, "but I want to teach you a few things about having sex. Get on the bed."
The blonder-haired landlady was not familiar with all of the different things that she could do. But she was willing to be a good student.
Stretching out on the bed on her back, she waited for him as he came over to her and suddenly straddled her. All at once he was brushing his buttocks back and forth across her huge bosoms.
"Now I want you to grab my ass," he told her, "and start licking it."
Sherri gripped his buttocks. However, she had no idea what he really intended. She just sucked gently around his ass cheeks until he told her what he expected.
"lick my ass crack," he insisted.
The blonde-haired landlady smiled up at the college student tenant. Slowly her thick, wet tongue licked along his ass crack. He grinned lewdly down at her, enjoying the delicious sensation of having her tongue slip up his asshole.
"Go ahead," he told her, "lick my butt good."
Slowly he sank down on her tongue. Soon her tongue was invading his ass all the way. He wiggled back and forth and she gripped his ass cheeks and held them as her tongue continually pumped in his rectum. He stayed there a long time and then he pulled off.
"Now lick my balls," he told her.
She licked at his testicles.
"Suck them both in your mouth," he demanded.
He was wiggling furiously as her mouth swooped over his balls. But what he wanted most of all was to feel her hot mouth madly sucking on his rigid prick.
"NOW, BABY," he told her, "SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
His lust seemed unendurable. He wanted to see her suck on his prick.
"Go ahead," he told her as she slowly eased his testicles from her lips.
Opening her mouth lewdly, she let him slowly pump his prick inside. She could feel his. throbbing cock as he eased it down her throat. Sherri took all of his big prick in her mouth until she seemed to gag. Then her face, twisted by passion, pleased him. She was sucking.
His hips began to pump, bucking hotly up into her widely ovalled mouth. She reached out to grip his ass cheeks and squeeze them as her head bobbed up and down in a deep fucking rhythm, designed to bring him to orgasm quickly.
The young man's hips stiffened and he began twitching, lurching from one side to the other as he prepared to explode his cum load in her mouth.
"SUCK MY PRICK," he begged feverishly. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, OOOHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME!"
Steadily he continued pumping his prick down her throat. She gripped the youth's buttocks, clasping them tightly. The first electrical contact of her mouth grasping his cock had him almost shooting.
"OOOHHH, HURRY," he panted as he pumped it to her. "I CAN'T STAND IT, I CAN'T STAND IT. SUCK, SUCK, SUCK. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK ME OFF!"
She gasped as the huge tip slipped down her throat, almost making her choke.
Sherri's hands parted his ass cheeks. Slowly easing a finger to his asshole she kept on ceaselessly sucking. Suddenly the landlady's no longer innocent-looking face twisted into an evil leer as she hungered for his cock juice. The pulsating penis head was ready to explode. He fell forward, riding down her throat all the way, his balls pounding on her lips. His long, thick cock slid in smoothly in piston-like precision.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed as his fiery, plunging rod continued lustfully pumping in her mouth. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT. KEEP IT UP. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUUUCK ME, SUUUCK ME!"
His lengthy, steel-hard shaft thrilled her.
"OOOHHHHHH, I'M GUMMING," he finally panted, as the young college student began a slow rocking motion as he pumped with all of his manly might.
Sherri's lips clasped tightly around his wetly glistening shaft as he plunged it in and out of her willing mouth. The hypnotic rhythm of his cock pistoning into her mouth excited her. The delicious sensation of his cum load exploding almost made her choke. Groaning helplessly beneath him now, she looked up and watched as he sank his hard, thick shaft a couple of inches further. Her eyes became as wide as two saucers and her mouth dropped open in unspeakable fear as he kept on pumping.
Finally he pulled his hugeness from her face. Some of his cum dripped on her lips.
"You know how to give a good blow job," he smiled.
Sherri was pleased that he had enjoyed her performance. However, she was disturbed. His cock was still hard.
"What's wrong?" she questioned.
"Wrong?" he asked curiously, not understanding what she meant.
"You're still hard. Didn't I satisfy you?"
Smiling down at her he explained, "You got me so horny my prick won't go down. I've got to fuck you again and fuck you fast."
At this point his eyes fastened on her round, curvaceous ass cheeks.
"Let me play with your ass," he told her.
The blonde landlady stretched out on her stomach. The muscular young tenant straddled her and began slowly sliding his hands back and forth across her smooth ass cheeks. His tongue ricked around her ass crack and then he pulled her up.
"What are you trying to do?" she complained.
"I'm gonna plunge my prick up your asshole," he told her flatly.
Spitting in his hand, he applied his spittle to his throbbing, long penis. She twitched beneath him as she felt his huge skewering prick slowly pistoning into the sensitive opening of her penis.
Sherri began to thrash and buck back up to meet him as he quickened his thrusts, grabbing her flailing legs and pinning her down. "Watch in the mirror," he told her. Glancing over her shoulder she could see what he was doing. He slowly began driving his prick between her buttocks. Suddenly she felt him ramming the full throbbing length of his lust-incited member deep into her helpless, exposed anus. It hurt something awful as he began sodomizing her. His hands groped her naked hips, his fingers tightening in the soft fleshiness of her buttocks. Curdely he rode forward, frantically driving in her with his rock-hard cock. The bulbous, purplish head slid into her asshole with driving, hard strokes.
"OHHH, STOP IT!" she screamed hysterically as he sank his thick, lust-bloated erection deeper into the tightly clasping nether grip of her ravaged rectum.
She could feel his hugeness impaling her far up into her very bowels, viciously spreading the soft fleshy sides of her rectal passage with thrust after thrust of unspeakable sodomistic ravishment.
Sherri tightened the muscles of her rectum in a futile attempt to force the vile intruding hardness from her bowels-but it was a mistake. Her desperate clenching only excited her lustful college-stud tenant that much more. As the clinging soft walls of her rectum closed arousedly around his turgid stiffness, he began to slam his loins hard against her upturned naked buttocks. His balls swung heavily up between her splayed thighs and salaciously rubbed against the pink moistness of her cuntal slit as the taut ring of her anus ovalled painfully to accommodate his brutal attack.
She could smell the growing fervor of their lewdly grinding bodies, her nostrils flaring at the pungent arousing scent. Her body was glistening with a misty sheen of excitement and his sweat beaded on his muscular abdomen, dripping hotly onto her skin like burning acid.
"FUCK," he demanded. "FUCK!"
He rode in hard now. His heavy testicles smacked into the passion-drenched crevice of her buttocks, making the entire sensitive area tingle and contract in response to the strange delightful sensation.
"FUCK ME," he panted as he pumped it to her.
The landlady's body began to match his driving thrusts with her own rhythmic thrashings. The guttural sounds of deep, panting grunts and groans filled the bedroom, mingling with the wet noises of soaked flesh. The moist slurp of his pile-driving prick fucking madly in and out of her grabbing asshole echoed lewdly.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, OOOH, YESSS, YESSS, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" Sherri panted over and over as the college stud slammed his throbbing, expanding prick deep between her white, rounded ass cheeks with long, hard lunges.
He grunted savagely, quickening his strokes, grinding hard and deep until his massively pulsating cock bored far up into her hidden, untouched regions. Her breasts heaved and quivered as his hard prick drove deeper. Nothing in the world mattered to Sherri but the delicious waves of stormy feeling in her asshole when his thick, impaling shaft pistoned in and out. He rammed it all the way until the blood-engorged head almost exploded. , The hot divorcee shivered underneath her young lover. She spread her milky white ass cheeks apart so he could ram it in deeper.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged as he sodomized her without mercy.
His breath came in short, shallow gasps. Sherri could feel the length of his huge prick suddenly beginning to throb enormously, tensing and stiffening. He peered down and gripped the jiggling mounds of her naked breasts as her face reddened, her eyes turning white and bulging in their sockets. "FUCK ME," he begged as she shoved back to meet his deepening, skewering movements.
With each rapid, propelling thrust the whole glistening length of his steely shaft rode in her tight asshole. With a grunting smirk he rocked his heavy loins forward, sinking his cock deep into her tight asshole. Her face contorted with feverish passion as the veins in her neck stood out like cords.
With a deep-throated moan her ripely mature body stiffened and began vibrating uncontrollably. Hot white cum shot from his throbbing prick as he rode in her slick asshole over and over.
Chapter Four
As Alex pulled his penis from Sherri's rectum, he patted her ass cheeks affectionately.
"I can see we're gonna have a very nice relationship."
Tears streaked down Sherri's cheeks. She felt as though she had become a wanton tramp.
"I don't know what got into me," she confessed.
"What are you talking about?" he shook his head.
"I just... wanted you," she explained. "Nothing wrong with that," the young college boy grinned.
"Maybe you were brought up differently than I was," she confessed as she lay there in a daze.
Alex wasted no time in caressing her bosoms. Massaging one breast, he sucked on the other. She enjoyed it so much that soon she was moistening around her crotch and he recognized this. Immediately he let his hand wander to her thigh. Massaging her thigh he finally began gently fingering her. Easing his finger back and forth, he flipped her clitoris to erection.
"I'd better get down there and take a look," he grinned.
Reaching up for a pillow, he eased it under her ass cheeks and spread her legs.
"Ever had a man eat your box before?" he smiled at her.
Sherri shook her head. She didn't want to tell anybody the truth. After all, she had carried on with another tenant this morning. She had enjoyed sex with Rick. But she wasn't going to let him know now.
"Have you got any honey in the house?" he asked her.
"Well, sure ... why?" the blonde landlady asked her tenant curiously. - -
"Where is it?" he demanded without telling her why.
"It's in the kitchen cabinet," she told him. "Over the sink."
He went into the kitchen and opening the cabinet door found the plastic container of honey. Returning to the bedroom he smiled as he slipped its plastic nozzle between her puffy pussy lips.
"I'm gonna lick your honey-coated cunt," Alex grinned.
Withdrawing the plastic honey container from her vagina, he eased his hands under her smooth ass cheeks. Pulling her cunt to his face, he began licking at her pussy.
"lick my cunt," she finally urged him. "Go ahead, lick it."
He pumped his tongue into her pussy and began flicking it back and forth. Nibbling at her clit he got her so excited she was almost on the verge of juicing. Slowing down now, he kept licking and sucking and nibbling at her till he had her trembling with passionate frenzy.
"SUCK ME," Sherri begged as she writhed in erotic ecstasy.
Her hips twisted and she flailed as he went on hungrily licking and sucking at her crotch. She rolled her head from side to side in wild abandon of the moment. The delicious sensation of him thrusting his wetly quivering tongue in her cunt stimulated her to where she was whimpering in a passionate frenzy.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," she groaned as she felt his tongue slipping back and forth.
Pulling his tongue from her pussy, he told her how much he enjoyed it.
"What a cunt you are," he told her. "Just keep twisting."
Sherri could only whimper and sob in response. Visions of damnation whirled through her mind as her naked body was tongue fucked by this lust-crazed tenant. She didn't want to look at him. Her fear and her shame made her keep her eyes open though. She looked down at his face as he licked her tender young cunt with quickening fury.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
Through tear-blurred eyes she nodded. He went on licking her glistening pink pussy slit. Silky blonde strands of her pubic hair were matted down with moisture clearly outlining the pinkly flushed flesh of her ravaged young vagina. He rode in now and her movements became quick and jerky.
"OOOHHH, PLEASE^ PLEASE," she begged.
His body seemed to consume her every part. Her neck tensed.
"SUCK ME, SUCK ME!" she begged. " Spasms gripped her as he rode in. Her pussy cringed as he sucked. Then she was cumming to a shrieking climax. She gritted her teeth as she juiced in his face. Her belly seemed to sizzle as she climaxed in his mouth.
"EAT ME," Sherri gasped as she watched him licking and lapping her up.
A shiver of satisfaction ran through her body as he pulled away. He reached up and played with her bosoms. Her ripely quivering breasts appealed to him. The nipples, pink and proud, were hardened with excitement.
"I want to fuck my prick between your tits," he suggested.
This was something she had never thought of. He straddled her now and slipped his hard, rigid cock between her bosoms. Then he grasped her ripely quivering breasts and began fucking back and forth in a see-saw motion.
"You see," Alex smiled, "it's real good. Are you ready for my big old cock?"
As he spoke in a soft, low voice, she couldn't help admit how much she enjoyed it. She wanted to feel his prick riding rhythmically in her cunt. He was getting harder and harder as he continued his sensuous movements. She wanted to feel of his long, throbbing penis growing harder and bigger and pumping in her pussy.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he said, releasing her bosoms and sliding down her body.
Her voluptuous young loins were ready for him. Her knees were drawn up and spread out wide and then she stroked the tingling knob of her rigid little clitoris with a single finger tip. At last she was without shame. She arched her ripely flaring buttocks up off the blanket, grinding her pelvis in a lewd, open invitation to be fucked. Alex was ready now as he rode forward.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHHH, YOUR COCK IS SO BIG AND HARD. FUCK ME. FUCK ME!"
The blonde young landlady pleaded as she raised her hips up higher, as if trying to catch his wildly jerking penis with her hungry cunt. Her hands were on her sleek inner thighs, her fingers spreading the heatedly quivering lips of her vagina so he could see the wetly glistening opening to her cunt. With a loud groan of hunger he arched his hips forward so the rubbery-like tip of his pounding penis was only inches from her moistly heated cuntal crevice. He had thought about fucking her before. When the voluptuous landlady bent over and he caught sight of her ripe bosoms an overpowering urge to screw her swept over him. The helmet-like purple head of his rigid prick was throbbing as he pushed it close to her cuntal flesh. When it contracted, the blonde curly pubic hair touched his cock. Droplets of moisture clung to her blonde pussy hair, lining the wide-spread lips.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged as he drove into her fleshy pink valley.
He wanted to feel the thick head of his cock teasing her until she begged him to ram his prick into the slick walls of her tight cunt. He wanted to fuck her like a maniac.
"Don't stop," she whispered as the urgent desire for sex swept through her like a prairie fire.
Reaching out she gripped his large fleshy penis in her hand. Alex pushed his hips forward again. This time he did not stop until the dilated -slit at the very tip made contact with the hardened ridge of her clitoris. Using his prick like a poker, he. stroked it deep into her. Her wet cuntal mouth grasped the moistened, heated head of his cock excitedly. The sex-crazed college student thrilled to her voluptuously appealing body. Ramming it in, he kept guiding it with virile force. More warm lubricant oozed out to be spread over the pinkly blushing flesh of her pussy.
Placing the purple head of his cock again at the entrance to her pussy, she squirmed and begged.
She was crying with passionate desire, her slender legs trembling in intense anticipation. She was ready ... so ready.
Sweat was dripping from Alex's forehead as the arousal of his body grew more intense.
"FUCK ME," he told her.
She squirmed and twisted, begging for him to stab the massive hardness inside of her. Sherri had licked and sucked it. Having done everything to him now, she wanted his rigid cock to dominate her. With calculating born of wild passion, he drove the full length of his hard, throbbing prick into her cunt. Moaning and writhing insanely, her eyes closed and her mouth sprung open with hot desire, she gasped throatily, "YES, YES, FUCK ME, FUCKMEEEE!"
He could feel her grasping fingers tracing down his spine. He loved the way she explored his buttocks. She moaned with delight as she gently parted his ass cheeks. He raised his hips slowly, the head of his cock slipping deeper into her. With a frenzied movement, her hands cupped the cheeks of his buttocks as she pulled him forward. She wanted him to shove his long, hard cock into her impatiently begging cunt.
"Yes, Alex, yes," she begged, "fuck me any way you want to. I love it. Screw me."
Her words drove him mad. Sherri's face became distorted with lust and wild passion as her head thrust back and forth, sending her hair whipping through the air. He drove forward cruelly. The pulsing, thick head of his penis drove into the tight grip of her snug cunt. He entered her an inch ... and then another ... the head of his cock stretching her wet, slick passage wider. Sherri screamed beneath him, panting and begging. She wanted to feel all of him in her belly. The teasing ecstasy stirred a fire in her loins now as his prick drove in her tunnel. He penetrated her deeper. The sensual delight caused him to arch his buttocks as he rammed in with sexual delirium.
Grasping his ass cheeks, Sherri squeezed them and finally parted them. The cool rush of air in between his ass cheeks caused him to tense a moment. The outstretched finger found its way between the crack of his naked buttocks and she burrowed deeply up his excited, puckering anus.
"Yes, yes," he panted as he rammed his thick prick into the hotness of her cunt.
He rode it all the way home. Her wetly contracting pussy pulled on his long, hard shaft.
"Now you're fucking, Sherri," he whispered. "That's what I like. Screw it."
With deep, hard strokes he continued driving in her with all of his manly might.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" he cried. "OOOHHH, YES, YES! LET ME FEEL IT."
With penetrating cock stabs he continued riding inside of her. He held her so tightly her head fell back and her entire upper torso was lifted off the bed. He began fucking her slowly at first and then with rapidly increasing speed.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," he begged. The sex-crazed landlady squealed with delight as he sawed in and out of her with wild abandon. She loved the way he was racing into her wetly clasping cunt like a piston in a rewed-up engine. Their pubic hairs entangled as his penis rode between her legs and up into her hot, vibrant cunt. Her grasping pussy pulled, driving him to ever wilder heights of sensual pleasure.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, FUCK, FUCK!" he gasped. "OOOOHHH, YES, YESSSS, FUCK IT!" He slid his hands under her raised young buttocks. He was imagining the look of her tiny anus now as he recalled vividly how fantastic it was to plunge his prick between her hotly trembling ass cheeks. He loved the elastic texture of her anal ring.
"Put your finger in my ass," she told him.
His finger tip made contact with the tightly puckered little opening and he pushed hard against it. She thrilled to the sensation of his finger slipping up her asshole while his cock plunged wildly in her cunt. Their bodies were misty with a sheen of perspiration when he felt himself cumming to climax.
"I'M CUMMING," he told her. "FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUCK!"
With deep, skewering cock stabs he brought her there.
"Grab it," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Milk it for me."
Her cunt muscles clasped his sliding, stabbing prick as she milked him dry.
"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUCK!"
Their rhythmic fucking had brought them both great pleasure.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "YOU'RE WILD."
Her eyes were ablaze with the lustful satisfaction she felt as he finished screwing her.
"I really enjoyed that," Sherri confessed. "I... I can't tell you how much."
He understood completely. When he withdrew from her and she lay there alone on the bed, she was tormented. He must have been in his early twenties, she thought to herself, and she was in her thirties. But what difference did age make when it came to sex?
"Do you have another girl that you're thinking of now?" the landlady asked curiously.
"No way," Alex told her. "I'm gonna play the field. Why should I confine myself?"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she looked at his muscular, young, handsome body.
"A lot of women would find you attractive," she said, easing over toward the edge of the bed, putting an arm around him and pressing her breasts against him.
"And a lot of men would find you very appealing," he smiled in return.
It made Sherri feel good to have him talk like this to her. Yet she knew their roles were different. She was the landlady and he was the tenant. It was never proper to break the barriers that should exist in such a relationship. Her ex-husband had told her over and over not to become friends with the tenants. She could hear his words echoing in her mind. "You'll never get the rent if they get to know you. They'll come to you with all of their troubles and you'll wind up their victim."
Brushing such fears aside, she gently caressed Alex's back with her bosoms.
"You needed to be fucked for a long time," Alex smiled knowingly.
"It's true," she confessed. "Ever since my husband and I split up I've played the role of Snow White."
"Not much to play that role, is it?" Alex grinned widely.
Alex got to his feet and walked to the living room to fix himself a drink. Sitting on the sofa once more he drank and began talking to her about his life.
"I'm a preacher's son," Alex revealed, "and I always had to be a goody-goody."
"That's too bad," Sherri smiled. "You're such a handsome man that I can imagine a lot of girls go ape over you. However, judging from the way you were having sex with me tonight, you haven't been a goody-goody for a long time, Alex."
He threw his head back and laughed.
"That's true," he told her. "I lived with a stripper for a while. She taught me plenty about sex. When I went to Vietnam I learned more."
"I guess a lot of our boys did," Sherri smiled.
"Yes, and they taught the women here plenty about sex. There's nothing wrong with a good sixty-nine session. It's really exciting to get sucked and suck at the same time."
The lustful landlady realized that was one sensation that she had never experienced. Was Alex trying to tempt her into more sex? Or was he just casually talking? Questions like these arose in her mind. Looking vague now, Alex brought her quickly back to reality.
"Some studs charge for a service like that, lady," he told her.
For the first time Sherri realized he might be suggesting that she should pay for sex with him.
"You're not gonna suggest that I forget the rent because you fucked me," she said angrily.
"No, I'm not saying that at all," he told her. "I was just wondering if maybe you worked that out with some men around here."
Sherri's face flushed. Shaking her head she said emphatically, "No way. I don't play games like that. I'm sorry."
"So am I," he told her. "Cause you're a mighty good piece of ass."
It bothered her that he would even suggest such a thing.
"Forget it," he told her. "But any time you want to make a trade-I'm game."
Alex picked up his shorts and began dressing. What did he mean by a statement like that? she wondered all the time she watched him dressing.
Slipping into her robe, she observed Alex finish dressing and then he walked to the door, not even saying thank you.
"Catch you later," he winked.
Nodding, Sherri found herself speechless. There was so much she wanted to say to Alex but she couldn't say it. What a bastard he was to walk out without kissing or even thanking her, and the suggestion of making a trade, sex for rent, was downright disgusting. Sherri was beginning to realize what her ex-husband Ben was talking about when he told her not to mix business and pleasure.
But that awful tingling sensation in her crotch that propelled her into wild sex hadn't left. If there was another tenant she could take on tonight she would do it.
Returning to her bedroom she locked the door, threw her robe aside and slipped into bed. However, sleep did not come easy. For she was troubled by what she was doing. She hadn't been brought up to carry on sexually like this and evil goblins seemed to haunt her as she tried to get to sleep. Finally the phone rang. She picked it up and there was heavy breathing on the other end of the line. Then a man made an awful suggestion.
"Would you like to blow my cock?" he chuckled.
She hung up on him. These obscene phone calls! She felt like calling the phone company. Yet she couldn't help wonder if it might be some man that had heard about her sexual proclivities. After all, a tot of men liked to boast of their sexual conquests. If either Rick or Alex had told other men about her sexual activities, perhaps this man was only calling to see if he could line something up. What an unpleasant thought.
Chapter Five
Sherri began worrying about her situation. It might not hurt to contact someone for help. She felt as though she was becoming immersed in sex and didn't know how to stop.
The money she was making at the apartment house didn't mean a thing to her. She wanted sex more than money. Her lips moved nervously as she reached for the phone directory and began hunting for someone who could help her. She found a list of psychologists and thought perhaps she needed some counseling. She ran across the name, Allen Keeler. She had heard about him from lectures that he gave in the city. Perhaps he could help her.
"Hello," she began, "I would like to speak to Mr. Keeler."
"This is Mr. Keeler's secretary," a voice replied in a saccharine-sweet manner.
"I would like to make an appointment with him," she told her.
"What is it in reference to?" the secretary asked.
"It's a personal matter," Sherri insisted.
The secretary replied coolly. "Very well," she told her. "I guess we could take you next Thursday around five. How does that sound to you?"
"Couldn't he see me before that?"
Just at that moment the other phone rang and the secretary told Sherri to wait. When she returned she pleased her with the information, "That was a cancellation. So I guess we could take you this afternoon around three, if you wanted to come in."
"Wonderful," Sherri thanked her. "I'll be there around three. Thank you so much."
All that morning Sherri was worried about what she was going to say. It wasn't going to be easy to bare her soul to anyone. However, she knew that she had to now or become more confused.
Finally she did manage to get dressed and have a light lunch. Sipping some tea, she read the morning newspaper. Soon she realized she'd have to go if she was going to make it to Allen Keeler's office in time for her appointment.
When she stepped into the office the secretary introduced herself.
"My name is Vivian," the secretary told her, "and you are Sherri?"
"That's right," she told her.
"Well, Mr. Keeler will see you in a moment."
Sitting down on the sofa and reading a magazine for a moment, Sherri looked up and saw the psychologist standing there. He was about six-feet-two, husky and blonde, with a tanned, hard face and clear brown eyes. He was wearing dark blue slacks and a pale blue short-sleeved shirt, opened at the neck. There was thick golden hair on his heavy forearms and a cigarette dangled from his lips. There was an amused look in his eyes as he observed Sherri.
"Sherri," he told her, "y�u wanted to see me?"
Nodding, she looked up at him nervously. "Yes, I need to see you very much," she told him, getting to her feet immediately.
Allen raised his eyebrows and glanced at his heavy gold wristwatch.
"You were fortunate I had time today," he grinned. "A cancellation doesn't come often."
Turning, she followed him into his office. He motioned for her to pull up a chair and then he leaned back and asked her to tell him what was the matter.
As Sherri began talking, Allen turned slowly away from her, a puzzled frown on his tanned face. But he was listening. listening to every word. He had a strong jaw, full mobile mouth with dimples at the corners, and big white teeth. His shoulders were so heavy they seemed to be bursting from his blue shirt. His thick yellow eyebrows were sun faded to a pale gold and they stood out sharply against his strong, dark face.
"I... I find it difficult to talk about this," she began.
"Just pretend I'm not here," he smiled.
There was a faint edge of hysteria in her voice.
"I'm afraid that I'm becoming a nymphomaniac," she said, a nervous smile forming on her face.
Abruptly Allen Keeler looked back at her. Sherri sighed shakily.
"Do I look like a nymphomaniac?"
Shaking his head Allen replied, "I don't know."
He got to his feet and moved to the window to gaze down at the traffic below. He told her to continue.
"If it's difficult for you to talk when I'm looking right at you," he told her, "go right ahead and talk when I'm standing here. That might make it easier."
For a long tense moment there was complete silence. Finally Sherri found her voice.
"All right," she said huskily, "I can tell you now."
She took a deep drag on her cigarette and said, "I... I hate to tell you this, but I am becoming so -attracted to men that I want everyone I can get. Being a landlady makes it very difficult. I rent to quite a few college students. And you know how horny they are."
A friendly smile formed on Allen Keeler's face.
"I know," he told her as he glanced her way. "Continue."
With an innocence born of lack of experience, Sherri went on.
"How the hell do I know if I'm a nympho? Maybe it's because of my unhappy marriage and all that stuff. But I'm so frustrated for something. I just feel I have to slip into bed with a man every night. Isn't that awful?"
Once more Allen Keeler grinned as he looked her way.
"Apparently that's what you want to do. Now continue and tell me all about it."
"Sure," Sherri said. "Well, it all began when I tried to help one of my tenants," she explained. "I know a few things about stopping a leak in a faucet. And this big stud wanted to have sex with me."
She hesitated for a moment as her mind reflected on what had happened. It seemed to Allen Keeler that her face was flushing as she spoke. Obviously it was embarrassing for her to talk so frankly about sex.
In a tight voice she went on. "I'm ashamed of myself," she said, "and I know what I did was wrong. But nevertheless, I did it."
Once more silence hung over the room. Allen Keeler took a deep breath and turned to her.
"What did you do, Sherri?"
"I gave him a ... blow job," she blurted.
Suddenly she was sobbing.
"You don't have to continue," he told her. "Perhaps a drink would help you. Would you like something?"
For an instant his eyes shifted from the traffic that he'd been watching as he'd listened to her. As he gazed at her beautiful body he found himself becoming turned on with her.
"All right," she agreed, "mix me a drink. Anything."
Even though the young psychologist knew it was against the rules of his profession to provide drinks for his clients, he nevertheless fixed a dry Martini for Sherri. Then he stepped once more toward the window and his right fist clenched tightly as, he listened to her talk. He watched her warily, wondering if she might have done something worse than having sex. She was so nervous and wound up that he was worried. He stopped and cradled his fist in his palm and told her, "Now go ahead and bare your soul to me. That's what I'm here for. I'll give you the best advice I know how."
Abruptly she began again. She flicked her cigarette into the ashtray on his glass-topped desk and gazed up.
"I have discovered that I enjoy sex very much," Sherri told him bluntly. "I couldn't admit that when I was married to my husband Ben. He was always trying to have sex with me. It really broke me up when he wanted to perform cunnilingus."
"Do you really mean you didn't like it?" Allen Keeler asked.
"How could I tell?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion. "I never would let Ben go own on my pussy."
Coming over to the edge of his desk, Allen Keeler smiled down at her.
"I'm gonna leave it to you to tell me what you want to, Sherri, but please hurry. I do have another appointment in forty minutes."
At this point Sherri had finished her drink and wanted another.
"Oh, I feel so guilty," she said once more as she sipped her second drink slowly.
It was flattering to Allen Keeler that she was obviously throwing herself at him. He couldn't think of anything nicer to do than have her give him some afternoon sex. But he hated like hell to get behind in his appointments and wished that if she was a nymphomaniac that she at least could speed it up and get to the action faster. The luscious promise of her body caused him to shake his head and glance at his crotch.
Sherri looked at the bulge between his thighs and she knew what he had there for her.
"I... I'm afraid I turn people on," Sherri said.
Nodding, he assured her, "You do. Of course, it's not your fault."
"like hell it isn't," she broke in. "I'm just a tramp."
The friendly disarming smile of Allen Keeler had her so hot for him by then that she would have done anything to have sex with him. He lifted his arm in a resigned manner as he went behind his desk. But a gleam of hope flared in her eyes.
"You'll help me, won't you?" she asked.
He smiled at her. "It'll cost you plenty."
Sherri uttered a small sigh of relief. At that point she came over to where he was and once more looked at his crotch. Her hand reached down to his bulging crotch, and with tears in her eyes she told him, "I believe you want me to blow you."
"Of course I do," he told her.
"I... I'm helpless," she said, "when I see a man as appealing as you. I don't know what to do."
Nodding, Allen Keeler told her that he knew exactly what she should do.
"First, I want the kisses," he told her, "and then I want your mouth licking on my prick. Go ahead and grab my cock and start sucking. Maybe everything will work out of your psyche with a good cock suck."
"I'll do all I can to help," she told him. "I'll cooperate."
She turned closer to him and was within the circle of his arms.
"Hold me," Sherri whispered. "Just hold me for a minute. Ill... Ill be all right."
Allen Keeler held the beautiful, voluptuous blonde woman. He hoped that nobody would walk in on them. Nobody did and presently she stirred and lifted her head. Her eyes were wet.
"Thanks," she smiled impishly. "I'm fine now. Do you forgive me?"
"Sure, as long as you aren't a prick teaser. My cock is loaded and I want to shoot it in your mouth."
Sherri sighed and opened her purse to get a tissue. She dabbed her eyes.
"I'm just jittery, I guess."
She moved away from his desk. That gave him time to walk over to the door and lock it. Returning to his brown mahogany desk, he picked up his white telephone. He told his secretary Vivian that he was going to be busy for the next half hour and didn't want to be bothered. Vivian had a pretty good idea of what was up, but pretended she didn't.
"Of course, Mr. Keeler," she said in a businesslike voice.
He went over to Sherri and told her to get on her knees.
"Anything you say," she whispered.
Dropping to her knees, her eyes looked up at him. Then he unzipped his fly slowly.
"I want you to take it all," he told her, "and let me throat fuck you."
He was in the mood for sex and as he pulled out his cock and his balls, he wasted no time in aiming it toward her sensuous red lips.
"Open your mouth," he ordered.
Sherri opened her wide, friendly mouth. He had never seen any woman more anxious for sex.
"Lick it," he told her eagerly.
As Sherri looked at the tip of his meaty cock-head, she said softly, "Hello, cock."
Allen Keeler had a deep, pleasant voice.
"Now suck it," he insisted.
Opening her mouth, Sherri began sucking on his meaty penis tip. At the same time her fingers went to his balls. She began massaging them gently. Getting more excited now, he gripped her head, thrusting his huge man meat down her throat.
"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS FANTASTIC," he gasped as he went on easing his prick in and out of her mouth.
As he became more excited she lost any feeling of guilt. She grabbed his cock and let him shove his prick meat down her throat until she almost choked on it.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, EAT ME, EAT MEEEE," Allen begged in grunting tones. "SWALLOW THE STUFF. YEEESSS, KEEP SUCKING!"
Sherri never took her eyes off his saliva-slick penis as he rolled his head from side to side, watching with salacious delight the expression on her face. He was pumping deeper now, forcing the breath from her soft, white body with a gasp, the hardness of his pulsating penis crushing down her entranced, velvety throat. The young psychologist reached out with his thick hands to grip her head as he forced her.
"YOU HOT-SUCKING LITTLE COCK EATER," he hissed, his voice becoming hard as he rammed it to her with full force. "SUCK ME OFF. SUCK, SUCK!"
He buried his cock in her throat as he rammed with all of his might. The blonde young landlady wanted only the memory of what he was doing. She wanted to make it last. She felt her hands grip his buttocks as he shoved all of his prick meat forward.
"EAT IT," he insisted. "SUCK OFF!"
Seconds later his hot juices shot down her throat. His body tensed. With every deep boring thrust more white sperm shot from his prick. His thrusting, hard cock was winding up tighter and tighter.
"OOOHHHH," he groaned as more sperm unloaded in her mouth.
It dribbled from the corner of her lips as Sherri sucked the sweet cream and swallowed.
Pulling his prick from her mouth, Allen Keeler watched her get to her feet. But he wasn't satisfied. He wanted to lick her, too.
"Get your ass on my desk," he told her as he reached over and brushed everything to one side.
Chapter Six
Sherri did as she was told. The young, horny blonde psychologist parted her legs and pulled her panties down. He slipped his head in there and started licking. But he wanted her naked.
"Take off your clothes," he told her.
Getting off the desk a moment, Sherri stripped. After a moment she lay passively on his desk, looking at him lustfully.
"I knew I had to suck and fuck you from the first time I saw you," he said, his blue eyes staring into her face.
"Me, too," Sherri agreed, her lush young body quivering with rapidly growing desire.
She closed her eyes, waiting for him to lick her crotch again.
As Allen bent over, he could see the curve of her thick lashes against her delicate skin. His lips met hers and he forgot everything except his physical desire for her now.
His tongue swung into her mouth. He could feel her tongue trembling, fleeing before his onslaught. Then she started to respond. A low moan was wrenched from the depths of her soul as his arms went around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. Their tongues fought a battle. She soon acknowledged defeat, letting his tongue move in and out of her mouth as though it were some excited penis.
The blonde, handsome psychologist began using his big hands to stroke Sherri's smooth back. First he concentrated on the point just above and inward from her shoulder blades. Then he began letting his hands slide down to the soft fullness of her smoothly rounded buttocks, massaging and gently kneading with his finger tips. She began trembling and moaning. Hungrily his surging hands moved freely over her back. He cupped her ripe breasts in his palms and then their tongues began chasing, darting, hiding and stroking each other.
"LOVE ME, OOOHHH, AAAAHHHH, LOVE ME, LOVE ME!" she begged.
Her eyes were in an inflamed state of wild rapture as his tongue began tracing wild patterns of sensation down her neck and across her shoulder. Soon his mouth moved until he was licking at her fully ripened melons.
"Suck my tits," she begged in wild abandon.
In the middle of the areola her erect nipple stood out like a brown tower. With a loud groan his mouth fastened on the succulent flesh. His groan was echoed by her moan and soon they were clutching at each other.
"ALLEN... OOOHHH, ALLEN," Sherri whimpered over and over as his teeth nibbled at the nipple, his mouth and tongue playing havoc with the passion-inflamed nerve ends.
Soon he reached up with his free hand and slowly pulled at her right breast. His mouth moved over to that side, leaving the left tit shiny with his slick saliva. Her dress was held up only on her right shoulder. She made a token protest when he slipped the dress all the way down to her waist. Both shoulders were bare and her magnificent naked breasts were revealed to his eyes. His mouth left her nipple and worked its way upward once more. Savagely they kissed, their own hunger becoming so great that her teeth actually bit into his lips.
"Please," she begged as she opened her eyes, "love me."
She was blushing because she knew that she was so hot for him that she could never stop now. He gazed at her lustfully.
"You're really beautiful, Sherri."
He knelt in front of her and with a quick motion got down around her pussy and his eyes focused on her vagina. She could feel the heat of his lips as he began licking lewdly. The delicious taste of her pussy prompted his tongue into wild action. The lips and hot kisses on her bare flesh started her body tingling. She could feel her flaming pussy contracting, pushing and pulling in a violent rhythm of sex. She could feel his penis actually in there moving in and out. Her ripe breasts had begun to ache, her body trembling uncontrollably. She was helpless now. Hungrily he began tongue fucking in and out of her pussy. She loved this delicious sensation. The blonde young divorcee was mesmerized by the handsome psychologist. She could see his thick rigid penis standing up proudly. It jerked as though it were trying to reach out for her, its lust-bloated head throbbing to an unbelievable life of its own.
"So you like screwing, baby?" he asked softly, watching as her body twisted erotically on his desk.
Nodding, she moaned, "YES, I LIKE IT. IT'S BEAUTIFUL. FUCK ME, OOOHHH, OOOOHHHH, FUCK ME!"
He gripped the globes of her ripely sensuous buttocks and his warm, wet kisses rained over the side of her naked young buttocks. Abruptly Sherri was aware that his tongue was flicking back and forth across her curly pubic hair. He breathed hotly into the softness of the golden pelt. It was at that moment that she realized what he was going to do. The throbbing target of his fevered lips and tongue responded.
"OOOHHH, YOU SHOULDN'T," she said, attempting to sit upright. "NO, THAT'S WRONG."
He heard her words. They sounded so sincere. She grinned inwardly because he knew positively that she wanted it.
His eyes paid homage to that wonderful little mouth of sex, all pink and oozing love from the pair of cuntal lips pulsing gently on either side of it. It was the shrine. His tongue gently licked along her crevice. What aroused her even more was the sensation of his tongue licking around her asshole.
"That feels so good," she told him.
It soon became evident to Sherri that the blonde, suntanned, young psychologist was determined to experiment with her.
"Why don't you just let me lick your ass?" he suggested. "If you enjoy my tongue sliding up your asshole, I'll fuck you then."
The very thought of experiencing this intimate kind of sexual intercourse with him did appeal to her. She wanted to experience every erotic sensation possible. It was obvious that he was nuts about her and she didn't want him to quit now.
It didn't take long for him to get the point as he looked up and saw her nodding. His hands clasped her round ass cheeks and soon his tongue was licking at her ass crack.
"AAAHHH, OOOHHHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME!" she panted as she felt him sticking two lingers in her pussy and playing with her clitoris.
Closing her eyes, Sherri imagined what it would be like to have his penis plunging in her asshole.
She was eager to discover for"herself what it would feel like to have his throbbing, long cock meat slipping up her ass.
Allen pulled his tongue from her ass and looked up into her sensitive blue eyes. He didn't want to hurt her, yet he lusted so much for her that he felt compelled to do what he wanted to. He imagined how pleasurable it would be sliding his throbbing prick up her behind.
"Don't hurt me," she begged.
She got off the desk and bent over just as he told her to. Allen Keeler spit in his hand and applied his own spittle to his penis. Then, parting her ass crack, he began shoving forward.
"Bend over farther," he suggested.
Sherri bent over and she felt him sliding his prick into her ass crack. He slid it back and forth a couple of times and then pulled it away.
"I can hardly wait to drive my prick up your ass," he told her frankly.
As he went on sliding his throbbing male member up her tight anal passage, she became more fearful.
"Just a minute," he told her.
Pulling his prick from her behind, he went over to his top desk drawer. Drawing it open, he eased out a jar of Vaseline. Uncapping it he applied some of the contents to his penis, getting it slick.
"Pull on my cock and get it nice and slippery," he told her.
Reaching out, the blonde landlady pulled vigorously up and down the length of his shiny, long shaft.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SOOO GOOOOD," he told her. "KEEP IT UP. OOOHHH, AAHHH, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!"
She continued pulling on his pulsating, rigid penis.
"YES, YES, OOOHHH, PUMP IT FOR ME!"
She continued pumping more life into his throbbing, long penis. Allen Keeler told her the exact position he wanted her in now.
"You must bend over so far all I can see is your ass."
The naked young blonde woman bent over. Her horny lover gripped her ass cheeks. Parting her buttocks, he began inserting his huge thick penis. The blood-engorged tip pressed against her tight anus. She felt fear now instead of desire, and as the insisting shove of his huge, thick prick rode up her tight asshole she could feel it hurting.
"Oh, stop it!" she begged.
"It won't hurt very long," Allen Keeler promised her.
He gripped her ass cheeks firmly and suddenly shoved all of his thick prick meat right up her butt. She let out a howl of pain as she felt his huge, throbbing cock invading the tight creases of her behind. His balls began slapping lewdly on her upturned ass cheeks as he rode in with speedy, hard cock stabs.
"Fuck," he commanded. "Fuck!"
With deep, hard strokes he continued riding up her asshole.
"OOOHHH, YES," he told her, "AAAHHH, I LOVE THAT! FUCK, FUCK!"
Thrilled to the salacious sensations that seethed through her body, she discovered a new kind of pleasure. Her buttocks were obscenely undulating as the horny, blonde-haired psychologist shoved his huge cock in her asshole. His balls beat a steady tattoo against the naked upturned, blonde buttocks. He continued ramming in her with all of his might.
"Fuck back," he panted.
The rubbery grip of Sherri's tight anus pulled on his penis as she started to wiggle her behind. She was falling deliciously into a whirring maelstrom of orgasmic delight. The pain that she had experienced when he first inserted his hard, thick prick was vanishing now. It had been replaced with a strange kind of pleasure. He shoved his Vaseline-slick prick high up her hot, tight, sizzling asshole. She wanted to feel his scalding cum load shooting up her behind.
"FUCK ME, ALLEN," she begged, "FUCK ME, OOOHHH, FUUUUUCK MEEEEE!"
The beautiful blonde with her wiggling ass was giving the psychologist the screw of his life. His gleaming wet shaft rammed in her with fantastic force. The exquisite pain of his deeply probing penis excited her. Ripples of wild sensation tingled through her body. Reaching underneath he let his fingers probe her pussy.
"That's what I like," he panted as his hot, perspiring body continued ramming in.
Sherri gasped as electrifying sensations surged through her body. Her buttocks clenched involuntarily as her hips pumped back and forth. He was riding his blistering cock deep into the wetness of her slick asshole. .
"I'm starting to cum," he told her as he felt his cock head oozing some of its juice.
It was providing a perfect lubrication for his pistoning penis stabs.
He watched the glistening wetness of his lusty engorged member slipping easily in and out of her asshole, moistly lubricated with his own juice as he began cumming.
"HARDER, SCREW ME HARDER," Sherri begged frantically in her wild sexual abandon.
It was strange how at first it seemed as if she could never stand it. But at this erotic fever pitch of passion she felt she couldn't get enough. Frantic sexual pleasure swept over her in wave after urgent wave as his throbbing mammoth prick kept invading her ass.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," Sherri cried out in a hoarse tone.
The exquisite pain was driving her insane. She shoved back as he rode in. Her ass was squirming and wiggling as he continued plunging in deeply.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as he finger fucked her cunt in rhythm to his cock stabs up her asshole. "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL."
His free hand played with the fleshiness of her buttocks while his other hand worked at her cunt. Crudely he continued riding in her, giving her the frantic fuck of her life.
"YES, YES, YES!" she screamed hysterically as he went on riding his lust-bloated erection ever deeper into the tightly clasping grip of her ravaged rectum.
Sherri enjoyed feeling the hugeness impaling her far up her very bowels. With an instinct born out of total desperation she tightened the muscles of her rectum in a futile attempt to force the vile hardness from her bowels-but this proved an error. The desperate clenching only excited Allen more. The soft, clinging walls of her rectum closed arousingly around his turgid stiffness as he began to drive his loins hard against her upturned naked buttocks. JShe could feel his balls swinging heavily on her ass cheeks as he pumped deeper, ever deeper.
"HANG TIGHT, HONEY," he exclaimed lustfully, "I'M ALMOST THERE."
Allen Keeler rammed it all the way up Sherri's asshole and shot his wad. He was sloshing in his own sperm as he shoved it in a few more times.
Easing his prick from her asshole, he got underneath her.
"Shove your cunt at me," he ordered.
The lurid obscenity of him asking her to sit in his face aroused her. She didn't hesitate a moment as she ground her cunt hotly against his face. His tongue surged in her with muffled gasps. She felt his hands grasping her ass cheeks as she rode his face vigorously.
"Yes, yes," she panted passionately as the time bomb of her lustful desires almost exploded in his mouth.
Hungrily he continued sucking, savoring the delicious taste of her. He enjoyed the sight of her curly blonde pubic hairs. They tickled his nose as he sucked on her juicy vagina. Sherri's sweat-drenched naked body kept pumping against his face. She was shuddering now as he moved closer to climax. The agonizing grimace of rising desire twisted her features into a mask of total surrender.
"YES, BABY, YES," she begged Allen frantically, "EAT MY CUNT. OOOOHHH, EAT IT... EAT MY CUNT!"
The blonde's inflamed cunt was arousing him as his lascivious tongue movements into her cunt lips lewdly excited her all the more.
"I can't stand it," she gasped as she kept pumping her heated cunt to his mouth.
She felt his finger sliding up her asshole. Sherri loved the invasion of her slick behind as he went on fucking her cunt.
Her tingling body carried her closer, ever closer, to an erotic climax now. She knew she was cumming as she shoved her cunt over his mouth and listened to the lewd sounds of him sucking, licking and lapping her there. The pungent scent of her cunt excited him all the more. The taste of her juices caused him to gasp with lustful desire as he ate her.
Sucking on the downy blonde curling hairs of her cunt he finally finished her off. Then he released her and got to his feet. Sherri's heart raced wildly.
"I... I really enjoyed that," she admitted frankly.
"That's good," he told her. "Don't feel bad about it. Some women have to go to clinics to learn how to screw. You don't."
"But I can't get enough of it," Sherri explained.
"You're honest," he beamed, "and that's the most important thing. You can level with me ... and you can level with yourself. It's good for you to get fucked on a regular basis. Find yourself a man in your apartment house who can take care of you. That's what you said you were worried about. But confine it to one man. If you carry on with all of the men you soon will become a by-word and there will be problems developing."
As Sherri dressed she listened to Allen Keeler's counsel.
"You see, my dear," he told her, "some things change and some things don't. Human nature has remained constant for centuries. When men sniff nooky that's available they all get jealous. They all want to be top man. You can't play top man to every gentleman who lives in your apartment house."
Sherri realized that she could control her passionate nature only if she thought about it.
"But I love fucking all of them," she tried to explain.
"That could prove dangerous," he warned her. "You will never be able to collect the rent from tenants that you're making it with. You will have to control yourself."
Realizing that he was telling her the truth, Sherri tried to bring her thoughts back to reality.
"You're right," she nodded sadly. "I must take care. I'm so glad that you could help me."
He nodded.
"Sex is not disgusting. It's not dirty, it's not evil. It simply has to be brought under control. A nymphomaniac out of control can be a dangerous matter. You will create scandal and gossip and not only destroy your own life, but the lives of others as well. You will break up marriages since horny men are always seeking out new cunts to make it with."
Chapter Seven
When Sherri got back to her apartment house, she saw someone standing at the manager's door. She was surprised as she looked at the handsome young man who she thought probably was a college student. He was dark-haired, with brown eyes and a ruddy complexion. He looked as though he was a freshman.
"Could I help you?" she asked him.
"Yes," he told her. "I'm Dave Benson. I wonder if you have an apartment for rent."
"Why certainly," she told him as she turned and moved toward the entrance door.
She opened her apartment door and told him to Wait. In a minute she emerged with a set of keys.
"I'm certain that we can find one for you," she told him. "I have two vacancies now."
Sherri took him to both apartments and when he was in the second one he told her that he wanted it. It was obvious that he was eager to move in as soon as possible.
"Naturally, I'll need references," she told him.
"I thought of that," he nodded, "and I have a couple of references with me."
"That's good," she laughed brightly, "and you'll have to pay the first and last month's rent as well as a security deposit."
She began to pace around the room for she felt a strange attraction toward Dave Benson. It bothered him as well. He couldn't understand what it was that was troubling her.
"Is something wrong?" he finally asked her.
"No," she shook her head. "I... I was just thinking about a business appointment I had this afternoon."
"Yes, ma'am," he told her. "I understand perfectly. But I wonder if I could have this apartment."
He had a handsome face and his dark eyes magnified as he looked at her. He was wearing a gray summer suit and a striking blue silk tie.
"Come down to my place," she told him, "and I will check out your references."
Once in her apartment Sherri poured herself a straight drink of bourbon and was in the act of drinking it when he sputtered, "What about me?"
She told him quickly in an ice-cold voice that she would get him a drink. Sherri poured another one for herself and then nervously made a couple of telephone calls to his references. Once she had confirmed the fact that he did have solid references, she told him how much it would cost and gave her a check for the amount she requested. After that she handed him the key.
"Thank you," he told her. "Thank you very much."
At this point Dave was leaning back on the sofa and looking at her lustfully. He paused and then added in a mild tone, "It isn't every day a fella gets a beautiful landlady like you."
Perhaps he had been as attracted to her as she was to him all along.
"I want you to keep the place clean," Sherri told him. "And I don't want you entertaining at all-night parties, if you know what I mean."
An embarrassed expression formed on Dave Benson's face when she said that. He lowered his eyes.
"I guess I won't be doing that," he said softly.
"What's wrong?" Sherri asked him curiously.
"My girl friend broke up with me," he explained.
She caught his eye then and couldn't help but see that he was looking at her with lust and desire so obvious that it was certain he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
"You know," he told her, "I'll bet you have a lot of problems here."
Her blue eyes got bigger.
"That's a funny thing to say."
"Sex appeal is a funny thing," he laughed.
For an instant Sherri's eyes wavered. Then she looked at him directly.
"Do you think I'm appealing?"
Dave Benson took all of her in. The beautiful shapely bosoms. Her voluptuous hips,~her lithe, long legs, her flashing white teeth, her dazzling smile, and her blonde hair falling about her shoulders like a halo. She sighed and closed her eyes.
"I'm so tired of men finding me attractive," she told him.
"I suppose you'll hate me," he told her, "but you sure are a nice piece."
She opened her eyes and there was a hot glint in them.
"I'll bet you'd like to see me naked," she told him.
Dave Benson nodded.
"You would love it if I would show you my naked breasts. You probably would want to suck on them like a child."
Nodding, Dave told her, "Yes, I sure would, ma'am."
Shaking her head, she told him, "Forget it. I wish to hell I wasn't this attractive. I'm tired of being a turn-on."
With a lopsided grin on his face, the young college student told her some facts of life quite frankly.
"Ma'am, if you don't mind my saying so, you shouldn't dress like that, if you don't want to turn men on. You don't have a brassiere at all. I can see the outline of your breasts and that gets my balls in an uproar."
Squirming nervously where she was sitting, she suddenly had the urge to unfasten her blouse and expose her naked breasts to his gaze. But as she started to open her blouse for him, she could see a startled expression forming on his face. He started to tremble and his body was obviously responding. As she removed her blouse and let her naked breasts jut out to their freedom, she murmured, "Do you like me better now?"
His penis got an instant hard-on.
"Sure. I'm crazy about you. I... I only wish..."
Walking over to the door, Sherri locked it. Then she went over to the sofa and her arms tightened around him.
"Do you want to play with them?" she asked in a muffled voice.
Nodding, he let his hands ease over to her bosoms.
"It's cozy in here with the door locked," he told her.
Dave began letting his hands slide smoothly over her full, ripe bosoms.
"I don't know why women are so impossible," he told her as his finger tips pinched her nipples, which had become erect now.
"Tell me all about your love life," Sherri pleaded. "I'm trying to be as nice to you as I know how, Dave."
Dave found himself speechless.
"Am I nicer than your girl friend who bounced you?"
At that point she placed her hand on his thigh and he became so aroused he bent over and kissed her breasts passionately. She could feel his hot breath on her bosoms as he massaged and sucked and teased them. It was frustrating to see the little hot and cold act that she was playing on him. He wondered if she would go all the way, or if she was some damned prick tease.
"Damn it, you're driving me out of my mind," he almost shouted at her.
"You don't have to raise your voice, Dave," she said demurely, her eyes downcast, Sherri reached over to his crotch and embarrassed him all the more. His body was shaking as she gently massaged his penis, which was pushing at his tight-fitting pants. She gazed at him dreamily and told him, "Looks like you've got a lot of prick meat there, baby."
His cock stood out and then her low, mocking laughter followed.
"Why is it that tits turn you guys on so much?" she asked in a dignified manner.
He wasn't listening now. Dave Benson was sucking while her hand started unzipping his fly.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, THAT FEELS SOOOO GOOD, DAVE," the blonde landlady smiled as she felt her young college student tenant sucking, nibbling and licking at her breasts. "Why are you so fascinated with my tits?" she asked him.
He looked at her in amazement.
"Why do you ask?" he shook his head.
"I... I just wanted to know," she told him frankly.
It was a hell of a conversation as far as Dave Benson was concerned. But he guessed she really was serious about knowing what he felt.
"They're so soft," he said, placing a finger on an erect nipple, "that I just love to lick and suck on them."
"At least you're honest," she said as she finished unzipping his fly and reached in his shorts to fondle his balls and throbbing penis.
"You're such a fine young man," she told him. "How old are you?"
"Nineteen."
"People forget about age when it comes to sex," she said, handling his prick with understanding and passion.
He was trembling a little and that got her all the more aroused.
"Look," she told him impatiently, "why don't you just forget what I said and maybe we should stop now."
At a peak of passion Dave Benson was hardly willing to stop.
"You've got to be kidding," he said, pulling his mouth off her left breast.
"All right," she winked, "I was kidding. But we could do a lot of nice things in the bedroom. Let's go in there."
Going into the bedroom, Sherri suddenly found herself thinking of new ways to enjoy sex with her tenant.
"Why don't I put a blue light in this lamp," she told him as she went to the night stand to pull out the top drawer.
Taking out a blue light bulb., she removed the white one. Replacing it with the blue bulb she turned the light on. Now she was breathing like a miniature steam engine. It wasn't difficult for him to see how horny she was. She was hooked on fucking with him and he was glad.
He pulled down his shorts once he'd removed his pants and his huge, throbbing cock came to life for her. It was steel hard. Sherri soon removed her clothes. Dave watched as she slipped smoothly out of her skirt.
Going over to the bed she moaned and spread her lovely naked thighs open.
He came over to her, bent over and began lapping her with his hot velvety tongue* His cock was engorged with blood and like steel. He felt like a stallion.
"Why don't I swing around so you can play with my prick while I suck on your cunt," he told her.
He was crazy with lust for Sherri's blonde body.
"What do you want to do?" she whispered, wiggling her tongue at his penis.
"Let's fuck," he smiled.
She reached for his cock and began slowly stroking it. The blue light glowing in the bedroom got them both aroused. Glancing in the large mirrored dresser near the bed, they could see each other now. The reflection of his naked body as he played with her pussy excited her.
"I don't know what it is," he told her, "but when you play with my prick it really turns me on."
Sherri was whimpering and trembling. His finger slipped into her fur-trimmed triangle.
"Come on," he told her, "jerk on my prick."
He was really getting her hot and all the while she massaged his balls and pulled on his rigid cock meat.
Sherri's gorgeous pussy seemed to stare at him, the pink lips spread slightly. She gave another hot gasp as she grabbed his cock and began pulling until she could see the head of his ripe purple penis shining like glass. She arched her back and pumped her dampened pussy toward his face.
"lick me," she begged.
She wriggled her ass as his tongue slid into her vagina. At the same time her mouth eased over his prick. He was surprised when she played with his buttocks. Clutching at his ass cheeks, she gently pulled them apart.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK MY ASS, SUCK IT," Dave Benson panted as he drove his ass right in her face.
Jacking on his throbbing penis, she let her tongue slip up his ass crack. Then she felt his tongue slipping past her blonde pubic hairs. She groaned as he fucked wildly.
Dave had to pull his tongue out of her pussy and watch as she licked and sucked on his tight anus. He squealed joyfully, moaning at the same time. She was sucking him up the ass. He could hardly believe it! Here she was-a beautiful blonde girl, with her face buried in his buttocks. She kept working her tongue up his tight anus. His long, stiff rod became harder and his ass wiggled and twisted and bucked and lurched. Sherri clasped his thighs tightly as she sucked his anus.
"OOHHH, OOOHHH, SUCK MY ASSHOLE, SUUUUUCK IT!" he begged her. "SUCK MY BUTT!"
She grabbed his meaty ass, squeezing the buns in her hands as she plunged her tongue into the dark depths of his anus. He enjoyed being tongue fucked up his asshole and at the same time watch her cunt oozing moisture.
"OOOHHH, OOOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK MY ASS, SUCK ME, SUUUUCK ME, SSSUUUCK ME! RIDE MY BUTT!"
He knew that he would be cumming soon. His ass wiggled and pumped as she clawed at his buttocks and went right on sucking like crazy. She must be a nympho, he reasoned. He'd never met a woman before who would do things like this.
"SUCK ME!" he cried, biting his lip as she continued licking and laving his behind.
Sherri responded to the rhythmic flow of muscular twitches in his buttocks as her tongue continued stabbing up his ass. He arched his back, enjoying it enormously.
Dave was going to cum at any moment. His balls were tingling and tight.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he gasped, "GRAB MY PRICK AND SUCK ON IT. SUUUUUCK IT!"
Pangs of hot delight swept over Sherri as she gripped Dave's huge, throbbing cock and slipped her mouth over the knob. Hot, white cream spurted wildly into her throat, flooding it as he plunged his man meat frenziedly down her throat.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he drove his prick all the way down her throat, almost choking her. "EAT IT," he chanted, "SUCK MY PRICK, SUCK IT!"
He loved seeing her mouth slobbering over his huge cock as he finished unloading.
Chapter Eight
When Dave Benson pulled away from his blonde landlady, he had to admit to himself that she looked like a wild and crazy woman. Her eyes had dropped deep into their sockets, rolling frenziedly. She had given him the wildest fuck he'd ever known.
"Why did you do that?" he finally asked her.
"I had to suck your ass out," she admitted, staring down now. "I want you to suck my pussy," she said as she playfully giggled.
Dave Benson parted Sherri's legs and got down there. He gave a quick tongue-laving kiss to her cunt and then went to work. Dave enjoyed mouthing and sucking her pink, glistening cunt flesh.
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed as she threw her legs over his shoulders and humped his face.
She was turned so her cunt was pointing juicily at him. He liked clasping her gleaming blonde thighs. She peered down at his head, as he was breathing hard and licking her cunt lips. His nose tickled to the tangle of hair as he closed in on her vagina. Her eyes glinted lewdly in the blue light as she watched what he was doing. There was an animalistic expression on her sex-tortured face as she thrust in regular, even tempo at his mouth. She began to make throaty noises.
"OOOHHH, YESSSS," she panted as she felt his tongue licking her.
It was the most exciting, stimulating pleasure she had ever known.
"SUCK ME," she begged, "SUUUUUCK ME!"
Momentarily Dave slipped his tongue from her beautiful pussy and held her trembling ass cheeks in his hot hands as he reamed her behind with his tongue. The eagerness of her trembling wildness caused him to see through her. He stared at her crotch hotly. Dave rubbed her clit with his tongue and ate out her ass.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, SUCK ME," she begged as he mouthed her behind.
He slowly worked his fingers back and forth between her cunt lips and at the same time kept his tongue pumping up her rectum. Pulling his tongue out of her asshole he told her what he wanted to do.
"I... I want to fuck your ass," he admitted. Sherri's eyes ignited with wild passion as she thought of him slipping his prick up her butt.
"Anything you say," she whispered.
Dave pulled away and told her to slide down to the edge of the bed.
"Hang your ass over the edge of the bed and let me screw you," he told her.
Clasping her blonde, round ass cheeks, he began driving his huge, saliva-coated cock between her buttocks.
"FUCK ME," she begged. "FUCK ME!"
For an instant she lay there frozen. It was obvious that she was fearful of what he was about to do. Yet it was equally clear that she wanted him to sodomize her.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH," she gasped as she felt him nudging the knob of his dong into her tight anus.
"Should I stop?" the young college boy asked the blonde landlady hesitatingly.
"NOOOOOO," she gasped. "SCREW ME, SCREW ME!"
She loved his huge, throbbing cock riding up her tight anus. For an instant she thought she was going to come apart at the seams.
"OOOHHH," she gasped. "AAAHHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Passionately he continued driving his throbbing prick up her tight, willing rectum.
"YES, YESSSS," he begged frantically. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
The delicious sensations whirled through her mind as he rammed it to her. Sherri's ass seized his prick and she began slowly undulating her buttocks for his pleasure. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass cheeks and she thrilled to the sensation.
"Never stop fucking me," she begged as he went on riding into her.
The thrill of having him in this intimate manner caused her to tremble with delight. Reaching underneath her, Dave Benson felt of her moistening crotch. Easing his fingers into her pussy, he flipped them back and forth across her love button, enjoying it immensely.
"KEEP YOUR TAIL TWISTING," he told her anxiously. "OOOHHH, YES, YESSSSS, SCREW ME, SCREW ME!"
Dave's bulbous cock continued driving into her.
"I'll fuck the ass off you," he told her as he went on driving his steaming prick up her tight anus.
It was amazing to him that she could enjoy it so much. In spite of her aching ass she let her rectal muscles grab his driving prick. Then he told her that he wanted to do it standing up.
"I'll stand up and you bend over," he said, easing toward the mirror.
Getting to their feet together, without letting his prick slip out of her asshole, he watched as she bent over. Glancing in the mirror he could see his long, wet prick sliding in and out of her behind. She turned her head to watch, enjoying it. With every driving, hard, ramming cock stab she felt pain. Yet she loved it.
He ran his cock in her with all of his manly might. He grabbed her creamy white ass cheeks, ramming his dick hard.
"I'm almost there," he told her as he went on driving into her.
The delicious sensations of having him sodomize her surprised her. It was a pleasure to watch in the mirror. He parted her buttocks farther so he could thrust it home still deeper. Her back arched as he rammed his prick into her tight, twisting asshole.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUUUUUCK ME, FUUUUCK ME!" he told her as he worked his prick insanely into her rectum, oblivious to everything except this moment that he was really enjoying.
There was tenseness through all of Sherri's body and it affected her cuntal muscles. She could feel herself beginning to cum as he went on grinding into her until she was screaming.
"OOOHHH, SCREW ME, SCREW MEEE," she gasped with every wild stroke of his slamming, driving prick.
Dave's cock began exploding in her ass. He worked it in her ass in hot circles, thrusting it back against her. Slowly she twisted her behind as she felt his glistening, slick cock reach a devastating climax.
"OOOHHH, SCREW MY ASSHOLE," she begged. "AAAHHH, OOOHHH!"
The blonde, landlady's body writhed and bucked as the young college stud fucked her ass.
When he had finished exploding, he slowly eased his prick from her behind.
"I've been waiting so long for someone like you," she told him.
"There's nothing I like better than screwing," he smiled down at her. "I really mean it."
Sherri collapsed in a heap on the bed.
"Now suck my prick, you crazy woman," he told her.
She got down at his crotch and began fondling his balls. His ass thrust violently as she began blowing the hell out of his rigid, hard cock.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed as he saw her squat down over his cock and cup his balls in her hand.
Dave pumped his prick into Sherri's willing mouth. He was frantic to get it up again. She sucked like a maniac and it didn't take long for him to get another hard-on.
"Finger my asshole," he told her. "That's it. Finger fuck my asshole and suck my prick at the same time."
Gently parting his firm, ripe ass globes, Sherri eased her finger up his tight anus. At the same time her head bobbed up and down on his throbbing prick. She glanced up at him with a glazed look and kept her parted lips sucking as he thrust home. She took half the length of his prick in her mouth and he proceeded to fuck her face.
Dave's back arched and snapped as she watched his balls dance while he rammed his prick into her hot, willing mouth. She was moaning and groaning and really going out of her mind.
"OOOHHH, LICK IT, LICK IT ... ALL OF IT!" he begged. "EAT ME, EEEAAAT MEEEE!"
She was working her mouth up and down on his rigid, slick prick, enjoying it intensely. The keen, erotic pleasure that she was experiencing was obvious from the way she pumped her finger up his tight rectum and went up and down on his prick at the same time.
It didn't take Dave Benson long to unload his thick, creamy cum in her mouth. Gripping her head tightly, he ran his fingers through her silky blonde hair.
"SUCK IT, SHERRI," he panted as he pumped it in her face. "OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, BABY, EAT IT. SWALLOW IT!"
Closing her eyes in sexual ecstasy, Sherri sucked the life out of his prick. He exploded his load and she withdrew her fingers from his ass crack and held his balls in her hand as she felt them unloading in spurts of hot, sticky semen. Swallowing his load, she kept her eyes closed.
Finishing, she eased off his cock and thanked him over and over.
"I enjoyed it so much," she told him honestly. "It was beautiful."
He winked at her and a look of satisfaction blanketed his face.
"You know how to give a man a wild cock suck," he told her, "and it isn't every woman who can do that."
It pleased her that he enjoyed it so much.
She lay beside him and he revealed how little experience he'd actually had.
"I had a girl that I was going with at one time," he explained. "Her name was Gilda. She was a topless dancer at a bar downtown. Unfortunately, Gilda charged. I thought I could get some free fucks out of her if I took her out. I didn't know how wrong I was."
"I suppose Gilda has to earn a living like anyone else," the landlady shook her head.
It surprised Dave Benson to see Sherri take the part of Gilda.
"You women all stick together," he complained.
"No, Dave," she told him. "It's the truth. You know, I need a drink."
"I do, too," he told her. "Get me a double Manhattan and skip the cherries."
"Sure, baby," she said as she got off the bed and went into the living room, mixing him the drink he asked for.
She poured herself a double shot of bourbon and came back to the bed and gave Dave his drink.
"There you are, sir," she smiled.
"Thanks," he said, sitting there.
It wasn't easy for Dave Benson to tell Sherri about his sexual past.
"I don't have much of a sex history," he confessed. "Just a few blow jobs and once I ate a teacher's pussy when I was in high school. It was the only way I was gonna get an A in English."
"Oh, silly, that's unimportant. Did you get a good cunt to lick?" Sherri asked, acting very sophisticated.
His gaze was glued at her eyes.
"I hit the jackpot," he told her. "She was delicious. That's when I really learned to suck cunt. She taught me all I knew about it."
Sherri had to admit that he knew quite a bit and apparently had a good teacher in the fine art of cunnilingus.
"You know," he told her, "a couple of guys can really have a good time with one dame."
It was beginning to get more exciting now as Dave Benson's eyes lit up when he thought about having sex with Sherri and another man as well.
"Tell me," she smiled at him pleasantly. "What is it like to take on that much sex at the same time?"
Smiling sheepishly, the young college student admitted it was a rather unusual act.
"I... I know it's kind of off-beat," he admitted as he sipped his drink, "but it's fun. One man sticks it in the chick's pussy and the other slides it up her asshole. She gets really excited."
Just thinking about it got Sherri aroused. But from somewhere in the darkness of her mind, which was lost in lust, came the thought that she was doing something evil. But a second voice told her that she ought to experience something like this.
"Maybe we could get together for a threeway," she said in a soft, whispery voice.
"I'd like to," Dave told her. "I mean, if we could get a guy that wouldn't tell everybody in the apartment house he's having sex with you."
The naked, blonde landlady nodded as she reached for his wilted penis. She began playing with his balls and slowly stroking his cock.
"Don't get me hard again," he warned her. "We've had enough sex."
The young college boy smiled down at her. It was a nice smile, friendly and compassionate. It was a real smile because it showed in his eyes.
"Welcome back to my prick," he told her as he parted his legs and lay back, enjoying her hand job.
"Thanks," she said softly. "I can't think of a nicer place to be than right here at your crotch."
"Why?" Dave asked the landlady.
He was bewildered and lost in a dark forest. He wondered why she was so fascinated and intrigued with sex. He'd never met a woman like her before.
"I guess just looking at your cock makes me thirsty," she said in her sensuous voice.
"Well, eat lightly," he told her. "You've about sucked me dry. Ill have to give my balls a rest."
Sherri felt his balls twitch and stir as her slim fingers pulled up and down his throbbing penis. He put his hands behind his head and watched.
"You've got a good grip," he told her.
As he went on pumping for her, she became more aroused.
. "What is there you like about sucking my prick?" he smiled. "Do I taste sweet or bitter or what?"
Momentarily Sherri lifted her mouth off the purple knob of his penis.
"Would you quit talking and fuck me?" she demanded.
Dave Benson laughed as he reached down and gripped her head to guide her over his throbbing manhood. Sherri's fingers went back to massaging his balls. She was sucking earnestly now. Closing her eyes, she could blot out everything, except the erotic sensation of his velvety cockhead sliding against the back of her throat.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed frantically. "OOO-HHH, AAAAHHH, FUCK!"
He became so highly excited he rolled over. Now he was on top of her. Her hands gripped his round, firm buttocks. She sucked noisily, lustfully, hungrily.
"YES, LIKE THAT!" he exclaimed excitedly. "EAT IT. OOOHHH, NOW. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SUCK MY PRICK OFF! SUUUUUCK ME!"
Her finger tips continued massaging his balls as he went on riding in her mouth. He wa*s squirming salaciously as his stiffened cock slithered in and out of her tightly clasping mouth.
"Now, now," he panted as he pumped it to her invitingly.
The glowing furnace of lust burning in his body was bringing him to a sizzling spasm of sperm explosion.
"OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING!" he gasped as the atomic jissum eruption landed in her mouth.
His desire-hardened cock had unloaded again with his burning sperm. She sucked hungrily, clasping her moistly sucking lips tightly over the coned length of his surging prick. The searing passions burning through her body had her trembling as she lapped him up.
Pulling off his prick she lay there cradled in his crotch.
"I... I don't know why I like you so much," she admitted to Dave Benson.
Dave told her not to worry about it.
"Just enjoy me," he said, taking a deep breath and running his fingers through her silky hair.
"Are you a widow or what?" Dave asked her curiously.
"I'm a divorcee," she explained. "My husband got a divorce on grounds I couldn't satisfy him sexually."
Dave Benson burst out laughing.
"Honey, if you couldn't satisfy a man sexually, nobody could!"
Nodding, Sherri explained, "That was before I became uninhibited," she told him. "All that has changed. I will admit, I enjoy having sex now. But
I didn't with my husband. Ben was crude and awful. He would make these obscene suggestions and I just couldn't do it."
"What kind of obscene suggestions?" the young college student wanted to know.
"All right," her voice said sharply, "I'll tell it all to you. I suppose you want me to spill my soul to you."
"Not if you don't want to," the young man winced, not wanting to forture her.
"I wasn't educated for sex," Sherri said, giving him a dirty look. "My parents thought sex was a sin outside of matrimony. So many men tried to put the make on me when I was in high school and college that I began to dislike them. I guess it was self-protection. So all of a sudden I'm supposed to leap in bed with my horny husband. It doesn't work that way, Dave."
The anger that she had displayed irritated Dave Benson. He laughed softly and told her, "All right, baby, I guess I'd better be going now."
"Just a moment more," she told him, clutching his thighs as if she couldn't let him go.
"All right," he laughed a little nervously.
He lay there thinking about their wild sexual encounter. All of his fantasies had sprung to life with this lustful blonde landlady. Yet it was easy to see that she was as confused as hell. She had gone from one extreme to the other. It was obvious that she had been so shy and timid that this had caused her great emotional problems. But now all that had changed. She was wild for sex.
"In a way I feel funny about it," he confessed. "I really do. However, you wanted me to fuck you like this."
"Do you enjoy going to college?" She broke in curiously, as though she hadn't heard a word he was saying.
"Yes," Dave told her. "Do I seem too uncouth to be a college man?"
"Oh, no," Sherri laughed. "You don't seem to be that type at all. What are you studying?"
"I'm studying to be an industrial engineer," he explained. "I suppose I'll eventually get a regular job and get married like everybody else, have kids and live a quiet, beautiful life."
"Don't make it all sound so dull and monotonous," she smiled up at him.
"I'm just a family man at heart," he admitted.
"Do you think you'll like being married?" she asked him.
"Yes," he told her. "It's better than having to rely on picking up women at bars all the time."
Sherri gazed up at him thoughtfully.
"I imagine a lot of women at bars would like to teach you a thing or two," she grinned.
He asked her for a cigarette. Getting off the bed, Sherri went over to the dresser and got him a package of cigarettes. She lit one for him and handed it to him, then lit one for himself.
"Please, don't mention this episode to anyone," she said anxiously.
Chapter Nine
Once Dave Benson had gone, Sherri got to thinking about where she was going with her life.
"Damn it," she shouted, "it's the truth! I'm a nymphomaniac!"
Putting her hands to her ears as if she couldn't bear to hear the unspeakable truth, she paced the floor.
"Why?" she exclaimed angrily. "Why?"
The thought whirled in her mind that she had become a tramp. Try as she would these thoughts remained implanted in her brain.
She got out a book on sex orgies that her husband had tried to get her to read. What Dave Benson had said triggered something in her mind. She pictured herself having sex with all of these different men. It would be exciting, she thought. She could see them loving her. One would be sucking on her asshole and then fucking her behind. The other would be licking at her pussy as he proceeded to plunge his rigid penis up her tight vagina.
Once when she had failed to give her husband any erotic satisfaction he had tossed a plastic vibrating dildo at her. She had become outraged and cursed him. But now she decided to search through the dresser for the dildo. Perhaps it could cause some satisfaction for her. Desperately she looked through the different drawers and was excited when she finally found it.
It didn't take Sherri long to get on the bed and spread her legs. Slipping the dildo between her hair-fringed fissure, the delicious excitement pleased ner. She pumped it in and responded as if the dildo were actually a male penis. But it didn't really satisfy her. She withdrew it, tossed it aside and then fell asleep.
The next morning when Sherri got up, the phone rang. She wondered if it could be one of her tenants. She almost hoped it wouldn't be. However, she was surprised that it was Iinda, a girl friend she hadn't seen in some time.
"Why, Iinda," Sherri began, "where have you been?"
"I've been traveling, honey," she told her. "Do you remember Jerry Corvello?"
"Why, yes, he was that famous tennis player you were going around with."
"Precisely" Linda laughed. "We have been having a ball. Why don't you wise up, dear, and find yourself some rich lover to take care of you? You shouldn't be living in fantasies and dreams. You should get out there and really swing."
Iinda made it sound so exciting that it prompted Sherri to suggest they get together for lunch.
"Any time, baby," Iinda told her. "We can talk and compare notes. I will admit, I've had quite an exciting life."
They scheduled lunch for that day. Iinda suggested that she drop over to her apartment.
When Sherri put down the phone she was thinking. Thinking about what she was missing. She was giving it away free to her tenants. This was stupid. Iinda was a smart girl. She had the right idea.
At twelve-thirty Sherri arrived at Iinda's posh apartment. She was amazed at how she'd come up in the world. The last time she had seen her she wasn't living like this.
Tapping on the door, she didn't have long to wait to find out that Iinda was doing very well indeed. She was wearing a beautiful dress that looked as though it was the latest French fashion.
"Come in, darling," she told her, "and get acquainted all over again."
Linda was only too happy to entertain Sherri.
"Baby," she told her, "I heard about your divorce. That worthless Ben. He tried to put the make on me once when you were away. Of course, r wouldn't have a thing to do with him. I am loyal, you know that." linda hastily got a drink for them both. Then she began talking.
"My last affair is over. But I am one Cadillac richer. I insisted that he give me something to remember him by."
As the two girls drank, it became perfectly obvious to Sherri that linda was enjoying herself and charging men plenty for their sexual encounters.
"If they like it so much," she told her, "why shouldn't they pay?"
Fierce thoughts were about to explode in Sherri's mind. She wanted to tell linda what she had been doing. But she couldn't.
"You've got all the equipment, honey," Linda assured her. "You really have. I trust those breasts are the real thing."
Going over to her, linda reached down and felt of her bosoms.
"Yes," she told her, "they're for real! They feel fantastic."
Looking up, Sherri smiled.
"You can't fake tits," she told her. "When the nipples get erect it has to be the real thing."
It didn't take long for her to suggest something.
"Why don't we get in bed together, honey, and I can teach you a few things that are important. As a matter of fact, you would really be surprised how much pleasure I could give you with my tongue.
I've learned a lot. I don't like being mysterious. That's why I'm telling it to you like it is."
Sherri had a clue about linda before. Once during their college days she had suggested they have sex.
"Come on, baby," she told her, "let's have some fun."
It was obvious to Sherri that her girl friend was serious.
"All right," she told her, "I guess I can take all the pleasure I can get."
Sherri followed linda into the bedroom. As linda removed her clothes, Sherri noticed she didn't wear any undergarments.
"My, but you do have a beautiful body," she exclaimed. "You really do!"
It didn't take Linda long to walk over to Sherri and tug at the elastic waistband of her panties.
"Honey, what are we waiting for?" she smiled.
Massaging her gently as she groped her vagina, she finally eased-her tight-fitting bikini panties down off her body.
"You're a delightful paradox," linda told her. "You're independent and strong. And you're always right. But today, baby, you just lie back and spread your legs for me and I'm gonna show you what sex with another woman can be like."
It didn't take her long to discover what it was like for immediately linda went to the corner of the room and found a dildo. She strapped it onto herself and then walked back to her girl friend.
"I know you probably think of me as an outcast," she admitted, "but being a bitch like me has some good points. I swing both ways and going to bed with me is a real adventure."
Nodding nervously, she waited. Then they got together. Linda was a dazzling redhead with fair skin. Her red nipples shone as she became more excited. Pressing her hot, sensuous mouth against Sherri's, she suddenly surged forward. The dildo glided in smoothly.
"Hang on, honey," she panted as she pumped it to her. "Fuck back."
"OHHH, YES," Sherri moaned, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, I LOVE IT. BABY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
She reached up and encircled her with her arms, pressing her bosoms tightly against hers. She mewled softly.
"Finger my asshole, honey," she begged.
Immediately Sherri slipped her fingers to Linda's buttocks. She was trembling with violent passion as she parted her round ass cheeks and gently eased her finger up her tight anus.
"Grab the dildo with your cunt," she told her, "and pump back, honey."
Sherri was surprised. It did feel wonderful as she grasped the pumping dildo with her pussy. Her hands clawed her female lover's body.
"You really need to be screwed, baby," Linda whispered sensuously.
Pressing her lips against Sherri's, the two aroused women Frenched again. It wasn't long before they were both cumming.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," Sherri gasped. "SCREW ME, SCREW ME, FUCK ME!"
The passionate sensations completely flooded her body. Her ass twisted and her hands clutched at Linda's round, curving ass cheeks.
"More, baby, more. Keep pumping it to me," she begged feverishly.
Linda was only too happy to pump it to her. With hard, deep dildo jabs she continued driving inside of her as she kissed her with feeling.
A misty sheen of perspiration covered the bodies of both women. Iinda gently eased her dildo out of Sherri's hot, juicing cunt as she kissed her eyelids.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered.
Iinda removed the dildo and then asked Sherri to join her in the shower. As the water poured over their bodies the two women talked about their erotic adventures.
"I haven't had much sex until recently," Sherri confessed, "and I've been making it with my young college-stud tenants. Some of them are really well hung and horny as hell."
Sherri was smiling and happy about it-but Iinda thought it was dreadful.
"You have no class, dear," she told her. "A lady never gives away a piece of ass. My mother taught me that when I was just a child."
Once they had finished showering and dried off, Sherri was curious to know about Linda's childhood.
"I knew you were a wild thing in college," she chuckled. "I remember the time you were involved in an orgy and nearly got kicked out by that silly woman dean."
"That was one of my most pleasurable remembrances of college," Linda smiled.
Sherri couldn't help feeling jealousy over what linda was telling her. If she could take on two men just as the young stud college tenant had suggested, it would be wonderful and exciting.
"What's it like?" Sherri asked linda curiously.
Linda lit a cigarette and walked into the living room stark naked as she continued talking.
"It's a certain kind of erotic heaven, honey," she told her, "that's difficult for me to describe. I really took on a crew. One man was on each breast. It was marvelous feeling their lips and teeth nibbling at my tits. At the same time another man was eating my pussy and another was sucking out my asshole. And don't think my mouth wasn't busy. I was sucking off one guy while I was jacking off another. I had one hand free so I really could have done even more."
"My, but you were a busy girl," Sherri giggled.
"Yes, and a very young and foolish one," she said in a sophisticated manner as she stubbed out her cigarette and walked over to the bar to get another drink.
"What do you mean?" Sherri asked curiously.
"Simply this," she told her. "A girl who gives it away to a group of guys has to be out of her mind. If they each paid a hundred bucks, she could make a fortune on an orgy."
It had become glaringly apparent to Sherri that all linda was concerned with was money.
"Don't you think that you are mixing sex and money in the wrong way?"
"Not at all," linda told her. 'The women of this nation wind up with the money. Their husbands knock themselves out to get some tight snatch and we have to put up with the most dreadful acts imaginable. However, we are richly rewarded when the old boy goes on to his reward."
She downed her drink quickly, then poured another. Sherri was concerned that she was turning into an alcoholic.
"You shouldn't drink so much," she told her girl friend anxiously.
"Don't worry about my drinking," she snapped.
Looking at the clock on the television set, Sherri suddenly realized she had better get back to her apartment house.
"I can't wait much longer here," she told her, "because I have an ad running in the paper today for a vacancy. So I've got to go home."
"I thought maybe you could go out on a date with me tonight," linda said smoothly. "A real rich dude from Texas. He is loaded. And you could make a little money on the side. He might take a fancy to you ... and that could mean a nice gift."
"A gift?" Sherri asked her eagerly.
"Yes, dear," she told her. "Those Texans are so generous. They do everything in a big way. I guess it's the state. It's so big and all."
Sherri dressed and thanked Linda for a lovely afternoon. As she went to her car she couldn't help thinking how much Linda had changed. Not physically, of course, as she had maintained her beautiful body. However, she was hard and cold and crass. She never wanted to become like that. Sherri thought it would be better to give it away than sell it the way linda had to make it.
Driving home on the freeway was difficult. Sherri realized she should have started earlier. But the conversation had become so interesting with Linda that it was not easy to tear herself away.
When she got back to her manager's apartment, the phone was ringing.
"Yes, I have a vacancy," she began. "A one bedroom. We're not far from the college, if that's what you're interested in."
"Yes, that is what I'm interested in," the young man replied. "My name is Jeff and I would like to come over as soon as I can to see the place."
"I require a first and last," she told him, "and it's two hundred a month plus you pay utilities."
"If it's as nice a place as you say it is," Jeff told her, "I'll take it. But I must look at it first."
"Of course," Sherri replied.
It didn't take her long to go to the bedroom and change into something more glamorous. She decided it would feel good to take a quick shower. It could almost wash off the evil of her lesbian experience that afternoon. It had been a first for her and something she wasn't used to at all.
No sooner was she out of the shower than the doorbell rang. Tiptoeing to the door with only a towel wrapped around her and a shower cap to protect her hairdo, Sherri let Jeff enter.
"YouTI have to forgive my appearance," she told him, "but I thought you would be a little longer in coming."
"No way," Jeff smiled as he entered her apartment. "I am eager to find a place. Apartments are hard to come by these days."
As she turned around, Jeff caught sight of her voluptuous body. Her blonde, glistening legs and her back, which was still wet from the shower, had him so horny he could feel his balls tingling with erotic desire. Controlling himself, however, he waited until Sherri dressed and came out a few moments later.
"Now, Jeff," she told him, "I don't have wild parties and I don't allow any drugs. So if you're on the drug scene and want to play rock music all night long-please, don't take the place."
Jeff, who stood about six-foot-two, broad-shouldered, with black, wavy hair and a suntanned face with piercing blue eyes, laughed. As he did so he displayed his dazzling white teeth, which made him look all the more appealing.
"I could never get through college if I went that trip," he told her. "You don't have to worry about me. I don't even smoke."
"Of course, you can carry a good thing too far," she laughed. "I smoke, as it releases a lot of tension."
Sherri lit a cigarette to prove her point and then spoke with him a few moments more to learn something about his background.
"I'm new to this city," he confessed, "and I find it a bit confusing. There's so much traffic and noise that sometimes I wish I was back on my folks' farm."
"A lot of you country boys are coming to the city these days," she smiled, "and it's really a good thing. We need fresh blood."
As she heard the echo of her own words, Sherri thought she had betrayed her gluttonous sexual appetite. For it was obvious that he could take that as an inference that she wanted him. This bothered her greatly.
"What do you mean?" he pursued her line of thinking.
"City folk start doing everything the same way," she explained. "Country people get a different perspective. So they can add new ideas to solving our old problems."
Once she'd explained it to him, Jeff chided himself for ever thinking that someone so innocent looking as blonde-haired, blue-eyed Sherri could ., ever be suggesting a sexual encounter.
"Now I'll show you the apartment," Sherri said, rising to her feet.
When Jeff saw her walking in front of him and observed her curving hips, he found himself turned on again. What was happening to him? It was almost as if she possessed a magnetic power of sexual appeal. It troubled him.
Chapter Ten
When they got up to the apartment that was vacant, Sherri showed him around.
"It is furnished," she told him, "but you can bring in your own things, too. There's a new refrigerator, a stove and a dishwasher. Also, I don't expect you to have too much company. It could cause trouble with other tenants since I try to run a quiet place."
Stepping over to her now, Jeff looked into her blue eyes.
"I don't know a lot of women folk," he told her. "I wish I did know some, though."
"Oh, you can find plenty of girls around the college," Sherri told him. "Join one of those singles clubs."
"I'm the shy type," he said, looking down at her with lust filling his body.
It was not easy for Sherri to look up at him. His hot gaze stimulated and aroused her so much she felt that the flushing cheeks she was experiencing would indicate to him how excited she had become.
"Are you married?" he asked her.
"No," Sherri replied, almost too quickly. "I mean, I was married. My ex owned this place and in the divorce settlement he gave this to me so he could keep some land that he'd purchased. I don't know whether I got the best of the deal or not."
It didn't take long for the young college student to tell Sherri what he thought about it.
"The tenants got the best of the deal. It isn't every day you find a landlady like you that isn't mean and old and grouchy."
For a second they sat frozen in silence. Sherri couldn't move as Jeffs hot gaze moved to her bosoms. She always wore low-cut blouses so that plenty of her breast flesh was visible.
"You know, it's dangerous to dress like that," the young farm boy told the blonde-haired landlady.
Looking up and feigning innocence as best she could, Sherri asked him, "Why?"
"Some men lack self-control," he said in a monotone.
"You're very handsome yourself, Jeff," she observed, "and I'm sure that some women have to exercise a lot of control to keep you at arm's length."
When Sherri said that, Jeff moved closer. Instinctively he was certain that she was becoming aroused with him.
"Let's go downstairs to your place," he grinned.
Sherri found it impossible to say anything to stop him. What else could she do? she thought.
"All right," she told him.
It pleased her to think that he at least had been out in the open. She was mature and could accept the responsibility of what she was doing.
Sherri turned around and they went downstairs to her apartment. Jeffs eyes followed her hungrily.
"Jeff," she told him when they entered her apartment, "please, don't mention this to any other tenant. I don't want them all coming after me."
He nodded and smiled. She led the way to the bedroom.
"I feel almost guilty," she said as she looked up at him.
"It's completely legitimate," he assured her. "You need to get fucked and I need to get my rocks off."
"I understand," Sherri said, "but I am older."
"Knock it off," he shook his head. "The important thing is that you want to have sex with me. I want to fuck you, too, so let's get going."
So far, so good, Sherri thought. She walked over to the dresser and studied him for a long moment. She felt lost and alone at that instant. Then he came behind her. A friendly hand gently gripped her arm.
"You need someone to love you," he told her, "and you're damned cute. Let's undress now and have a wonderful time."
Sherri's fears were vanishing. As she watched Jeff unfasten his belt and pull down his pants, she realized how hot she was. He exuded self-confidence and his gaze was steady and direct. His eyes watched her as she stripped slowly.
"Been a long time, Sherri?" he asked, winking, as he came closer to her.
"Yes," she whispered sensuously.
Jeff reached out and gripped her bosoms.
"Relax," Jeff told her, noticing that she was trembling.
Obviously she was excited and aroused by him. Judging from his physique he must have been an athlete in high school. His teeth gleamed whitely as she ran her eyes over him.
"Do you like what you see?" she laughed.
He nodded and played with her bosoms as she blushed. Then he placed his arm around her waist.
"Damn it," he told her, "you and I could really have a good time around here. There isn't any reason why we can't have sex all we want."
It didn't take Jeff long to help her finish undressing. He eased her panties off once she'd removed her skirt. Then she pulled his shorts down and reached for his huge, swollen cock.
"I love your bosoms," he said as he reached out to feel of the firm fullness of her lushly upthrust breasts, topped with tiny pink nipples, perfectly round, already hard at the tips. She smiled and twined her fingers in his hair. "Let's get on the bed," he whispered.
Jeff couldn't help telling her what he thought of her.
"You're about the best-looking thing I've seen in a long time," he told her.
His face reflected the fact that he was telling her the truth.
"Suddenly I feel guilty," Sherri said hesitantly. "I don't know whether we should go through with it."
That got him angry.
"Look," he told her, "if you don't keep quiet I'm gonna strap you in bed and tie your legs to the bed posts. And I'm gonna fuck you night and day."
. She smiled as she went over to the bed and stretched out completely naked for her young college tenant to appreciate.
It didn't take Jeff long to climb on the bed and on top of her. He lowered himself down to her vagina. Then he let his tongue lap at her hair-covered pussy mound. The sight of her dazzling crotch appealed to him.
"Let me see your cunt," he said:
She parted her pussy lips for him. After that, he fastened his mouth to her wetly throbbing vagina, snaking his tongue in and out very quickly, skimming her insides and nipping at her clitoral bud. His tongue wedged into the fleshy groove of her cunt lips.
Now his rough hands held her tightly, his finger dipping into her hips. She squirmed to ease from the discomfort. But just the same, she wanted him.
He reached up and grabbed her around the neck with one hand and pushed her forward, so her face was at his crotch.
"SUCK ME OFF, SHERRI," he demanded. "I WANT YOU TO SUCK ME TILL I'VE HAD ENOUGH. THEN I'M GONNA FUCK YOU TILL YOU BEG FOR ME TO STOP."
Sherri sniffed the aroma of his crotch. She gasped at the massively pulsating penis that reared up into her face.
Immediately she tried to turn her mouth away from his cock. Then she felt the iron grip of his hand around her neck. He was forcing her to go down on him. Sherri hesitated, clamping her lips shut. But his rough hands told her she had better not try anything.
"I want you to suck my prick and don't make a fuss about it," he commanded.
Sherri moaned, feeling her vaginal passage begin a feverish throbbing, involuntarily experiencing hunger for his penis.
She started sucking. Sherri was breathing hard and refused to let him guide the lust-thickened cock all the way into her mouth. She was shivering and then she felt his hands forcing her down over the smooth heated tip of his meaty shaft.
"Suck it good," he told her.
It seemed so thick. She couldn't remember having seen any man who had a cock half this thick. Sherri was fearful that she would never get it all in without choking. But he was fucking his hot, throbbing cock with in-and-out movements, driving her out of her mind. She ovalled her lips, using her warm, wet mouth like a hairless cunt, and he loved it. Jeff was fucking her senseless.
Sherri became so excited she cupped his big balls in her hand and squeezed them gently.
"I knew you would love giving head once you started," he told her.
It was wonderful the way she kept on sucking. He was certain that she was a cock-hungry divorcee who probably hadn't had a good fuck for a long time.
"I enjoy having a girl give me a blow job," he told her, "but wait until I stick my prick up your fucking asshole."
The naked young divorcee felt shame and humiliation. It seemed that every word that he uttered was trying to put her down. Yet she was eager for anything he wanted to do. Sherri hoped that he would never stick that throbbing, long prick up her asshole.
Her head bobbed up and down as she accepted more of his thick penis shaft. She thought she'd choke to death if she took anymore. But she always seemed to find room as he slid his warmly pulsating hardness in and out of her mouth.
"I'm gonna cum in your mouth, Sherri," he told her. "You really are a good cock eater, so I'm gonna feed you. I know you want me, too."
From the way that she was sucking he was certain that he was right. Nevertheless, a trace of fear filtered through her gaze as she looked up at him.
"You're gonna enjoy it," he assured her. "All that salty cum pouring down your throat. And, baby, after that I'm gonna turn you over and fuck your cute ass. You're gonna love it."
She was eager to please him at this point. Sherri kept on massaging his balls as she went up and down the length of his huge cock. Her head reeled with dizziness as his hand reached down to guide her head.
"Open your eyes and watch it," he demanded.
Into her field of vision came the thickly wet, glistening shaft as he pumped its full length in and out of her mouth. Sherri looked up and enjoyed his excited gaze. Jeff increased his thrusts, forcing more of his rigid thickness into her willing mouth. She could feel the pressure of his hand on her head loosen for just an instant. Pulling away from his lust-heated penis, her jaws ached.
"OOOHHH, DON'T MAKE ME DO IT ANYMORE," she begged as she eased off his cock for a moment.
"Listen, you little prick teaser," he complained, "get your sucking mouth back on my cock. I'll tell you if I want you to stop sucking. Do you hear me?"
There was more of the brute in this young college boy than she'd counted on. Apparently, he enjoyed dominating her all the way.
"If you'll pull your mouth off my prick anymore," he warned her, "you'll get a fist in your mouth. So do as I say."
Once more Sherri went back to sucking on Jeff's huge, throbbing cock. Her eyes opened wide as she saw his saliva-slickened massive shaft pumping in and out of her mouth, thrilling her. She was anxious for his rigid flesh to explode.
"Hang on," he told her. "You're really gonna get a mouthful."
Her own nakedly writhing body was moving of its own accord, hips thrusting up in wanton eagerness. It was obvious to Jeff that she was really enjoying her suck on his wonderfully long, hard cock.
"You women are all alike," Jeff told her. "You all love to give good head. But you have to be taught. I'll bet your husband didn't fuck you worth a damn. A lot of men don't force their women to do everything."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it. Running his fingers through the blonde landlady's hair, he gripped her as he pumped with all his manly might. She could feel his huge cockhead riding savagely down her throat. For an instant she felt a brief flash of panic. It was too big! He was going to choke her! He viciously thrust his hips forward, ramming his thick, rigid shaft deep until he unloaded. Sherri gasped as his cockhead scraped the back of her throat.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, SUGK MY PRICK, SUCK IT OFF! COME ON, OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, SUCK MY COCK OFF!"
With demonical fury he continued ramming it to her with all of his might. He was amazed at how much she seemed to be enjoying it.
"YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK. SUCK MY PRICK OFF. OOOOOHHHH, SUCK OFF!"
His throbbing giant cock unloaded in her mouth.
"EAT IT," Jeff exclaimed anxiously. "SUCK MY PRICK OFF. YES, BABY, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK! I WANT IT!"
He threw his long legs around her and gripped her forcefully as he kept shooting his sperm load into her mouth.
"Oh, baby, you sure love a good cock suck," he gasped.
She smiled. Her eyes closed and she nodded her head as she went on eating him.
Suddenly Sherri released Jeffs throbbing prick. Pulling off him she looked up at him lovingly.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "You sure did splash a lot of sperm down my throat."
He held her closely and he could feel her wetly quivering pussy tight against him.
"Baby, I guess you've been missing out on the good things in life," Jeff told her.
She was eager to feel his cock inside of her. He was still hard. Then, without warning, he shoved forward, driving his rigid shaft deep inside her pussy. She loved the sensation of his long, hard penis distending her fleshy vaginal walls. She could feel every pulse of his prick as he ran his massive hardness deep into her cunt. Gasping as she felt him driving in deeper, she threw her arms around him in wanton abandon.
Chapter Eleven
Sherri couldn't help thinking about Ben. If he ever came home and caught her having sex with all of these young college men, he would go ape. Brushing such troubling thoughts' aside, she enjoyed the passionate moment she was experiencing right now.
Jeff went on driving his cockhead against her sensitive clitoris. Now he was deeply imbedded in her belly. She felt as if he'd thrust his arm in her up to the elbow.
"like it?" he grinned, flashing a dazzling smile as he went on fucking.
Whispering in his ear, Sherri didn't hesitate to tell him how much she enjoyed it.
"I always enjoy having nine inches of prick meat in my cunt," she breathed.
It excited Jeff to hear her talk dirty.
"Play with my ass while I'm fucking you," he insisted.
He went on driving inside her quivering, Wet pussy. Jeff could feel it so tight around his cock that he was eager to make it last. He began varying the tempo of his cock stabs. At first he would ride in slowly, then increase the speed of his prick stabs. Then he would slow down. He went on shoving his shaft in her and began fucking her harder and faster, feeling her nakedly voluptuous body responding to him.
"OOOHHH, SHERRI," he told her, "GRAB IT."
Vividly Sherri recalled how her girl friend Linda had told her to grip the dildo when she pumped it in her pussy. Now she was grabbing Jeffs prick tightly and writhing under him shamelessly. She was no longer concerned with anything but the overwhelming sunsual feeling of his hairy, thickly muscled body pressing down on her. She loved the sensation of him entering her secret flesh, filling her belly to the teeth with his fong, hard cock.
Jeffs bull-like thrusts increased and the blonde-haired landlady felt her clasping cuntal sheath tugging back and forth as her fluttering vaginal lips locked lovingly around his thick penis.
"Damn it, but you're nice and tight," Jeff exclaimed, thrusting harder than before. "I want you to loosen up. Get those legs in the air ... push that hot cunt up at me. Yes, baby, like that!"
Sherri threw her legs up for him. She pressed her hot, white inner thighs against him as he rammed it full force ahead.
"Now you're fucking," he exclaimed excitedly. "Yes. Just like that."
It was obvious to him that she was really enjoying herself. She let her body go as he rammed his rigidly throbbing cock even deeper into her belly. Jeffs cum-swollen testicles were slapping harshly into her defenseless ass cheeks with every downstroke. The beautiful blonde moaned and shivered deeply as the heat spread from her cock-filled cunt throughout her thrashing body. Jeff could tell how excited she was becoming, too.
"Are you cumming already?" he smiled as he went on thrusting.
She groaned passionately and gripped at his riding prick. Sherri felt as if she was a sex machine. She wasn't capable of doing anything but responding to his driving, hard pecker stabs.
"I WANT YOU," she told him. "I WANT EVERY FUCKING INCH OF YOU. FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Passionately he continued pumping it to her. She responded by grabbing him tightly around his shoulders.
"YES. YES," she wailed, her shrill voice louder than it had ever been before. "GIVE ME ALL OF THAT COCK MEAT. I WANT YOUR PRICK. EVERY INCH OF IT. OOOHHH, OOOOHHH, AAAAAHHH, EVERY INCH OF IT!"
The blonde landlady's hips were jerking with a life of their own, trying to suck up as much of the college student's hard, long penis as she could. With each powerful thrust from him she shoved back. She loved wiggling on the end of his hardness and pulling him back for more.
His thrusts slowed and were less powerful. She could tell that he was reaching orgasm and wanted to slow down the pleasure.
"Are you gonna shoot it to me?" she grinned up at him.
"Yes," he told her as he went on slamming his sturdy prick into her cunt.
"OOOHHH," she groaned in a frenzy. "FUCK. FUCK HARD!"
Jeff thrust his thick, aching penis into her warmly clasping pussy with frenzied strokes. Sherri was moving quickly now, like a bitch animal in heat, pumping back against him with all of her might. Jeff penetrated her easily, gliding smoothly all the way up into her belly, her hot little pussy an incredible juicy grip of feathery lightness. He felt the tiny fingers of her inner muscles moving around his shaft and he stroked slower, savoring her delights.
"You're gonna cum in a minute," she panted as she thrust back.
It gave Sherri a sense of power to think of him cumming. She wanted to get him there right away. She could hardly wait for that moment when his hot, white sperm would shoot into her throbbing cunt. He lewdly rocked her buttocks back up against him, trying to get even more of his lust-heated thickness up inside her hungering vagina. Her hand was between her legs, reaching backwards, cupping his balls in her palm. He felt her outstretched middle finger slowly -poking around his anal opening and he widened his stance. Sherri pushed her hand further back and sent her finger almost an inch up into his tight anal orifice. He almost squealed with pleasure.
The intrusion of Sherri's finger up his asshole made him begin fucking into her with wild abandon, driving his massively thickened penis into her hot, tight cunt with a solid whacking sound on every downthrust. The submissive blonde landlady continued to press tightly against him, taking every inch, apparently wishing he were twice as quick in cumming but satisfied with what she was getting.
"SHOOT IT TO ME," she whispered. "I WANT TO FEEL YOUR SPERM SPLASH IN MY BELLY. FUCK ME, FUCK ME! OOOHHH, AAAAHHH!"
The young stud college student leaned forward and kissed her at the same time he reached around and cupped her sensually swaying bosoms in his hands. Then he focused on one breast, where the nipple was fully erect. It felt like a pencil stab in his fingers as he tweaked and pulled on it. Sherri moaned out her lewd appreciation to him, the room now filled with the musky smell of the enjoyment they were experiencing.
Jeff was sweating and so was she, but they continued fucking at a furious tempo, breathing hard, coupling together for the duration. He reached between their nakedly entwined bodies,, found her tight nether ring, and played with it with his extended middle finger as it tightened around his finger when she abruptly exploded in her final orgasm.
Sherri's wetly heated cunt convulsed and spasmed around Jeffs thrusting hardness. He groaned and let go, shooting his full load of sperm into Sherri's welcome warmth, filling her belly with his white-hot semen as she sighed her satisfaction for him.
"YES, YES," she panted like an animal in heat, "KEEP FUCKING ME."
Their sweat-streaked bodies were still slapping together as he pumped it to her with all of his manly might. His cock continued shooting until his balls had fully unloaded. He laughed, "You sure are a good screw."
Pulling his prick from her cunt, he pinched her left tit and told her how much he enjoyed making it with her.
"I don't want anybody else around here balling you," he warned her.
"Don't worry, I'll be a good girl," Sherri smiled at him.
"I don't know whether to believe you or not," Jeff told her quite frankly. "Some women are nymphos. They can't get enough. It's wonderful fucking an uninhibited woman, but I hope you're not a nymphomaniac or anything like that."
Sherri shook her head.
"No way," she grinned. "I'm as normal as apple pie."
Jeff wasn't quite so sure.
"You sure you haven't made it with anybody else around this place?" he demanded.
Shaking her head innocently, Sherri's blue eyes opened wide and she told him quite frankly she didn't appreciate him questioning her honesty.
"I'm not gonna lie to you," she said.
"You'd better not," Jeff told her, "because I don't like a chick who plays around. If you fuck too much, you'll get your cunt so loose it won't be any good. But more than that, you'll probably wind up a slut."
It bothered her to hear him talk like this.
"Let's take a shower together," Sherri suggested. "Please, let's do that."
He hesitated a moment, but finally agreed.
Naked now, Sherri got off the bed and hastened to the bathroom. It wasn't long before the water was running over her body and Jeff joined her. He washed off her bosoms with the soap and then eased it down across the flat plane of her belly to her crotch. Inserting it into her vagina, he got a charge out of watching the soap slip in and out of her pussy.
"Turn around," he suggested, "and I'll soap your asshole. I'll fuck your ass in the shower."
It was startling to her to have him talk so crudely.
"Don't you guys know any other words?" she demanded. "After all, you could call it sodomy."
Jeff laughed.
"Sure," he told her, "I'll sodomize you. Now bend over. I'm getting a hard-on just looking at your blonde butt."
Wasting no time, he parted her supple ass cheeks. Using the soap to get his cock slippery, he began gently nudging it up her rectum.
"Now this is gonna hurt for a minute," he warned her, "but you'll get used to it and finally beg for it"
She wasn't so sure. All of a sudden he rammed it so hard up her ass that she screamed. Camping his hand over her mouth, he told her to quiet down.
"Take it easy," he complained.
It began feeling good at this point. Sherri's ass stretched to accommodate his huge prick.
"SWING YOUR ASS FOR ME," he told her. "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. THAT'S WHAT I WANT. FUCK IT, FUCK IT!"
With deep, hard strokes he began slowly sodomizing her.
"YES," Jeff exclaimed passionately in heated sexual abandon. "FUCK. FUCK. FUCK IT!"
With determination and drive he went on ramming it to her.
"OOOHHH," Sherri moaned as he fucked vigorously. "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SCREW ME LIKE THAT," she panted passionately. "YES, YES. FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Jeff continued ramming it to her ruthlessly. She swung on his slippery, hard cock, finding herself really enjoying it. He watched, seeing his huge erection disappearing between her blonde buttocks, and then he would pull it out. Ramming it back, he watched her wriggle on his prick.
"You like to get fucked, don't you?" he asked.
Nodding, she went on swinging her ass. It was a strange combination of torture and pleasure at this point. In a way she loved it. Yet, another side of her hated it.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHHH," she groaned, "I CAN'T STAND IT. FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUUUUUCK MEEEEE!"
Harder and deeper he continued ramming it to her.
"Come on," Jeff told her. "Fuck. Fuck!"
Suddenly his pecker exploded up her asshole. Hot white cum surged up her rectum. It was easy to stab up her cum-slick ass. With rapid-fire cock stabs he continued pumping it to her, his balls slapping lewdly against her ass cheeks.
"Come on, baby," he ordered as he reached around to feel of her vagina.
She was moist now and his fingers swept easily into her delectable pussy. Sherri was hungry for him to stimulate her here. Pulling her fevered cuntal lips apart, he went on finger fucking her as his slick prick continued riding up her ass. She felt excited beyond her wildest experience. Sherri twisted her butt around, enjoying him more every moment. Her mouth hung open and her pleasure Was obvious to him. Surge after surge of arousing sensation shot through her body as he continued plundering her ass with his prick as he vibrated her cunt with his fingers.
"I CAN'T STAND IT," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN."
Sure enough, he pumped his prick all the way up her hot, tight ass, driving with all the manly might of his muscular thighs. More cum exploded up her rectum.
She enjoyed the thick, prodding instrument in her rectum, marveling at its massive size.
"You're so hard," she whispered appreciatively.
When he finished fucking her he pulled out. He washed off and then went back to the bedroom.
"How long have you been a nympho?" Jeff asked her as he started to dress.
Sherri glared at him.
"I don't like the way you said that," she told him. "Of course, I know you can't be serious."
Nodding, Jeff told her that he definitely was serious.
"I have never fucked a woman who acted more like a nympho than you do," he assured her. "So don't try to play games with me."
At this point she didn't hesitate to tell him what she thought.
"You get me angry," she told him. "You really do."
It was obvious to Jeff that Sherri was being difficult. It was equally obvious that he had hit upon the truth. She vividly recalled what the psychologist had told her. It was ugly to admit to her own wanton sexuality.
"You can't fake it when you come on that strong," he told her.
"All right," she confessed, "so I may be a nymphomaniac. But that doesn't give you license to do anything you want with me."
Jeff walked over to her as if she were a cheap sex object. He pinched her bosoms crudely and slapped her ass cheeks.
"You just need to be fucked regularly," he told her, "to keep the fire in your cunt burning low." It made her furious to have him acting like this. "Jeff, if you want to have sex with me again I don't want you to talk cheap. I'm not degrading you. Sex is beautiful. I look upon the body as something created by God for man's pleasure. If you want to make out of sex something dirty-that's your business. But don't make me feel that way."
Sherri had revealed her innermost thoughts. She hadn't said it subtly but had told him exactly how she felt.
"All right, love," he told her as he placed his arms around her and gently kissed her, "I hope you'll enjoy it here," she told him. "And I guess if you are around, I won't have time to get bored."
After Jeff was gone Sherri had plenty of time to think. But all she could think of was him. She could see his crotch. She could see his liist-bloated balls, his huge, throbbing prick. And it tortured her.
"You know," she said with alarm, "maybe it isn't so bad being a nympho."
She went to bed and the next morning was awakened by the phone. The assessor was coming around to reassess her apartment house. She got dressed quickly and was amazed when he began talking to her about what he planned to do.
"I'm finding it necessary to go up quite a bit," he told her, "on your apartment house. As a matter of fact, we're doubling the assessment."
The blonde-haired landlady's jaw hung slack.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't take that," she told him.
"We haven't gone up on your place in four years," he observed, "so I know it hits you pretty bad coming all at once."
The assessor was trying to be as gentle as he knew how. He was a fair-haired, suntanned young man and she thought she might as well use some of her sexual appeal on him.
"Why don't you give this a lot of thought?" she suggested, deciding that perhaps she could seduce him with her romantic qualities.
"I have given it quite a bit of thought," he said as Sherri bent over so he could catch a good look of her cleavage.
"I imagine it's a difficult job for you to come around and tell people they're practically going to be thrown out of their places," she smirked.
"You mustn't look at it that way," the assessor told her. "You really mustn't."
"Why not?" she snapped. "That's the way it is."
Sherri sighed heavily, went to the bar at the side of the room, and asked the assessor if he wanted a drink. Raising an eyebrow for a moment, he thought about it. He knew that he was never supposed to drink on the job. Yet there was something so appealing about her suggestion that he could hardly stand it.
"All right," he finally agreed. "I will have a drink."
When they began drinking it was evident to Sherri that Charlie Dawson wasn't as bad as she had first thought.
"Chuck, I hope you don't mind me calling you that," she grinned nervously. "I wonder if we couldn't think of some way to bring down that assessment. I mean, I simply can't go up on the rents."
"Why not?" Charlie Dawson demanded.
Sherri knew why she couldn't. Having carried on sexually with so many of the young college men who lived in her apartment house, she felt as though she was under the threat of blackmail constantly. Her ex-husband Ben had warned her that if she ever did anything with a tenant that there would be trouble. Only he wasn't thinking of sex when he told her that... he was simply thinking of an association at all levels.
"I feel strange," she told him. "I really do. I might have to sell the place."
Sherri thought perhaps tears would be the only thing she could resort to now. Her eyes misted. Charlie Dawson looked at her and couldn't help feeling sorry for her.
"Are you all by yourself?" he asked anxiously.
"Fm not a widow," she confessed, "but my ex-husband left me. He left me high and dry.
Plenty of bills and very little cash, if you know what I mean."
The terror in her voice told him exactly what she meant. Charlie came over to her and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Now you mustn't get upset," he warned her. "Just relax. I'm sure that everything is going to work out all right."
As she thought about what he was saying, her mind began spinning. She could see that Charlie Dawson's cock was bulging at his crotch. She collapsed against his legs and felt of his huge penis.
Chapter Twelve
"I need someone," she whispered.
"Of course you do," Charlie Dawson whispered softly. "Everybody does. I could tell that you were lonely."
Sherri's face pressed against his throbbing penis.
"I should have warned you," the assessor intoned, "that you do arouse me. I guess I don't have to tell you about it."
He glanced down at her as her face blushed.
"I wish I could help you," he said, suggestively implying that perhaps she could have some reconsideration concerning her assessment if she could supply him with the erotic pleasures that he hungered for so deeply.
"Are we alone here?" he demanded.
Huskily she answered with a nod, "Yes, no one is here."
He ran his fingers through her soft, blonde hair.
"I don't see how any man could ever leave you," he told her.
"Ben was an idiot," she said. "He never did appreciate me. Tried to force me to engage in perverted acts. But I wouldn't succumb to him."
The assessor looked at her hungrily. He paused and swallowed before he finally told her, "My wife never gives me an opportunity to appreciate her body. She doesn't care for sex. She's a real refrigerator."
Clutching the assessor's thighs, Sherri looked up at him, tears clouding her eyes as she put on a big act of sympathy.
"You poor darling," she whispered. "You really should have someone to help you. I wish I could."
"Maybe you can," he told her. "Maybe you can indeed."
The tone of her voice indicated to him that she was willing to do most anything.
"It's uncanny your coming here today," she said. "I was just wishing I had someone to love."
Getting to her feet, Sherri quickly made it a point to lock the door and pull the drapes, "I think maybe we could work something out," the assessor smiled, "in the way of a compromise."
"Oh, Mr. Dawson," she said excitedly, "I do hope so."
Nodding, he winked at her.
"You can call me Charlie."
"Of course, Charlie," she whispered. "We will work something out."
Having become experienced at sex, it didn't take Sherri long to get into action. Walking into the bedroom, she began easing out of her clothes.
"Are you gonna take off everything?" Charlie smiled, his eyes becoming as large as saucers.
"Why, of course," she grinned. "Everybody knows that you can't have sex unless you are completely nude and uninhibited. I'm uninhibited now and I'll be nude in a moment."
It didn't take her long to get her clothes off. Then Charlie Dawson's eyes bulged.
"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her. "You really have the body beautiful."
Charlie was shy. Sherri was determined to swiftly eliminate that shyness.
"Do you know, I could tell from the moment you walked in here that you were attracted to me," she told him.
Sherri slinked over to Charlie and. nudged him. "Take off your clothes, Charlie." Charlie said he could relax better if he had a beer. Naked now, she stepped from the bedroom to the living room bar. She brought him a beer from the small refrigerator near the bar and mixed a dry Martini for herself. When she returned she was pleased to see that Charlie at least had his shirt off.
"Maybe I can help you some more," she smiled.
It didn't take her long to see that he appreciated her efforts. Unfastening his belt she soon began unzipping his fly and pulling down his pants. It was "revealed to her instantly that he was hungry for sex. She let her hand massage his bulging crotch. Pulling on his thick prick, she became more and more excited.
"OOOHHH," she told him, "I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO ENTERTAIN YOU, CHARLIE."
They took a shower together and then returned to the bedroom.
"Charlie," Sherri whispered, "I can think of having sex in ways I'll bet you never dreamed of."
"That's true," Charlie told her. "Hilda won't give me any good action. It's awful being married to a refrigerator."
If there was one thing that Sherri was learning it was to be honest when it came to sex.
"Straddle me," he heard her say huskily.
"Sure," Charlie agreed.
Her breasts began getting larger and her vagina was swelling as he straddled her and moved forward. He was certain that she wanted to lick his cock.
"No, baby," she told him, "I want to lick your balls and suck your asshole."
The assessor was excited beyond belief. He closed his eyes and felt the rich sensation of her tongue sliding along his ass crack.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as she went on licking.
Her lips pressed gently against his buttocks. Then she moved her tongue hard up his asshole. She kept her nose deep in the crevice between his legs, smelling him and enjoying the musky dampness of his balls, touching him as he moved back and forth. Her eyes fastened on his pubic hair.
"I can hardly wait to have you lick my prick," he admitted.
Easing her tongue from his asshole, she suddenly slid along his cock.
"OOOHHH," he exclaimed excitedly, "SUCK ME. SUCK MY PRICK! OOOOHHH, AAAAHHH, SUUUUUCK, SUUUUUCK!"
He wasted no time, sliding his cock into her mouth. Her lips parted and Charlie Dawson inserted his ragingly aroused prick between them. He could feel her tense tongue licking at the tip. Soon her lips fastened on his throbbing, huge shaft and she was sucking down hard.
"SUCK ME," he begged anxiously. "SUCK MY PRICK."
She opened her eyes to watch as Charlie Dawson shoved his saliva-slickened cock all the way down her throat. His balls rode her face as he fucked her hard.
"EAT IT," Charlie whispered. "OOOHHH, SUCK IT, SUCK IT!"
It was one of the most distasteful and difficult jobs she had ever had to perform. Yet this was the blow job that was going to save her apartment house. It was vital that the assessor get the cock suck of his life and she knew it.
"IF HILDA COULD ONLY SEE ME NOW," he gasped as he rutted in her face. "EAT ME, EAT ME," he panted wildly.
He gazed at her deliciously upthrust breasts. Charlie loved the sensation of them pressing against his naked buttocks.
"Come on, let me slide it down your throat," he told her.
His cock was hurting her now. Sherri could hardly breathe as he went on driving it into her. His eyes roamed over her blonde, appealing body. Glancing over his shoulder he looked at the fleecy hair around her pussy. He imagined how much pleasure it would be flipping his tongue in her vagina. Now she was licking and kissing and sucking on his resolute shaft.
Her hands gripped his buttocks and soon she was parting his ass cheeks gently, slipping an index finger up his tight anal passage. This got him even more excited. He began to rotate his buttocks with more abandon than before. At the same time he kept his prick riding down her throat with deep, hard stabs.
"SUCK ME," he panted as he pumped it to her. "SUCK MY PRICK."
With full, hard force he watched her lips grip his penis.
"HHHHMMMMM," Sherri gasped in a muffled tone as the huge head of his stiff cock slid down her throat all the way until she thought she was going to choke.
Relentlessly he fucked her. He would pull it out and then watch the pulsating head of his cock disappearing between her lips. Charlie Dawson rode forward and watched her swing her finger from his asshole and clasp his thick buttocks.
"COME ON, FUCK, SUCK, EAT ME!" he exclaimed as his fiery, plunging, hot rod drove down her throat with full force.
He saw fear on her lust-contorted face as she almost choked. Charlie pulled out momentarily and then he suddenly exploded.
"EAT IT," he panted as the velvety head of his rock-hard cock unloaded in her mouth.
Gulping greedily, Sherri sucked all the cream out of his thick prick. He tasted good to her.
Once she'd sucked the assessor completely dry, Sherri pulled away. His balls were still swollen and hanging and his massive cock stood erect.
"You're the biggest man I've ever seen," she smiled.
She liked his thick, muscular thighs and enjoyed gripping his firm ass globes. He remained there gazing at her in awe. Then he told her he wanted to eat her.
"Sure, baby," she smiled. "lick my pussy while I flick my tongue across your ass crack."
He swung around, shoved his face over her hotly aroused pussy, and began licking. Charlie Dawson opened her pink cuntal flesh to his gaze. Then he contracted his tongue in and out and began licking her quivering vaginal passage, driving her mad with desire.
Sherri gently massaged his still-throbbing cock and tickled his asshole with her tongue. She thrilled to the erotic sensation of him hotly sawing in and out of her cunt. Fingering her asshole while he sucked on her pussy, he kept her totally excited.
"OOOHHH, AAAAAHHH, SUCK ME, SUUU-UUCK MEEEE!" she begged shamelessly.
Wrapping his arms around her trembling legs, he kept licking and sucking her. It was obvious that Sherri enjoyed this kind of attention.
"EAT ME," she urged hotly, "SUCK ME, SUCK ME!"
Her eyes were bulging as she watched his tongue fuck her naked pink cuntal flesh. He'd been a total stranger fifteen minutes ago, but now he was tongue fucking her deeper than any man ever had before.
"YES, YES," she panted as his pistoning tongue filled her with abundant desire.
The assessor was hungrily licking and lapping at her pussy. He never lost sight of her for a moment.
"I'M CUMMING," she gasped as the lust overpowered her and she juiced in his face.
Hungrily he sucked her. Then her eyes traveled down his naked buttocks to his cock. He was hard again.
"OOOHHH, BABY," she told him, "I WANT TO FEEL YOUR PRICK IN ME. SHOVE IT BETWEEN MY LEGS."
It didn't take Charlie Dawson long to swing around. He inspected her breasts and noticed there was no sag at all. Her stomach was flat. The gentle flare of her hips emphasized her tight waist and her long, beautifully shaped legs. Now he was eager to fuck her for all she was worth.
His hand slipped under her smoothly rounded blonde buttocks and he began drilling his rigid man meat between her puffy cunt lips.
"I want you to shove back to me," he told her, "and fuck me real good."
"I WANT TO FEEL IT," she gasped. "EVERY FUCKING INCH. I WANT IT. SCREW ME, SCREW ME!"
Passionately the assessor shoved his throbbing prick meat inside her pulsating cunt. He could feel the cuntal sheath tighten and clasp around his cock. Riding in frantically, he fucked her with wild abandon, revelling in the sensuality of the moment.
"YES, YES," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. THAT'S THE WAY I WANT IT. FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Frantically he fucked her.
"OOOOHHH, OOOOHHH," he gasped. "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
She let her hands slide from his shoulders down to the swells of his buttocks. Clasping his ass globes in her hands, she squeezed as his powerful penis rode in her with piston precision. Locking her legs around him, the luscious blonde landlady decided she was going to get her assessment lowered if it was the last thing she ever did.
"SCREW ME!" she begged. "LET ME FEEL THAT THING OF YOURS. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUCK!"
Frantically he continued fucking her. Sherri's body swung rapidly to attention.
"OOOHHHH," she gasped. "THAT'S WHAT I WANT. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SCREW ME."
The delicious excitement tingling through her body caused her to cum. When he felt her juicing he got all the more excited.
"YES, YESSSSS," he told her, "THAT'S WHAT I LOVE. NOW YOU'RE FUCKING. OOOHHH, BABY, I'M CUMMING, CUMMING!"
Her cunt muscles grabbed his stabbing prick. She squeezed the cream right out of his cock as he finished fucking her vigorously.
Releasing her grip on the assessor's firm buttocks, she watched as he eased his slick prick from her pussy.
"Best piece of ass I've had in a long time," he complimented her.
"Why, thank you," Sherri smiled.
As she looked up at him lovingly, he told her how important it was to a man to have sex like this..
"If just once in my life Hilda would give me a wild screw, I would feel differently toward her," he explained.
"You mean, she doesn't ever give you a good fuck?" she questioned the assessor.
"No," he complained. "She says she doesn't like sex and if I want to get laid I should find a whore."
For a second Sherri felt as though she was a whore. After all, she was trying to get her assessment lowered by giving him a fuck like this.
"What do you think of me?" she asked him.
"I think you sure know how to fuck."
Chapter Thirteen
Chuck Dawson was vividly aware that the sensuous blonde landlady had him over a barrel. He had to give her what she wanted.
"I do hope you can help me with that silly assessment," she told him once he slowly started dressing.
"Of course I can," he told her. "In my opinion you were overassessed. Somebody working underneath me was the one who tried to hit you for three times what he should have."
It pleased her that she was able to derive a reasonable agreement with the assessor. As Charlie Dawson left, Sherri thanked him for being so considerate.
"Don't mention it," he winked as he left her alone.
Sherri wasn't alone for long. Dave Benson came in half-stoned.
"Dave, you've been drinking," Sherri observed.
"How did you guess?" the young man said, ambling over to her chair.
"I know what you've been doing," she snapped, "and I don't like it."
"I need a drink," he slurred drunkenly. "Fix me something, if you don't mind."
"You've had enough to drink," she said, urging him to leave.
"Remember that little orgy I was talking about," he reminded her.
"You said an awful lot of things the other night," she replied.
"Yes, so I did," he laughed raucously.
"Did you miss me?" Dave grinned.
If there was anything that disgusted Sherri it was a drunk. His lewd words got her even more angry.
"You're a good piece of ass," Dave told her.
He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his rigid penis pressing against her body. Sherri wanted to scream out... but she knew that she couldn't.
"Dave, please be sensible," she begged in a quiet voice.
"I am being sensible," he told her.
"No, you're not," she objected.
"Yes, I am," he insisted.
It was apparent to Dave that Sherri wasn't going to be as easy to deal with as he had thought.
"You liked it the last time I fucked you," he reminded her.
"That was different," she insisted.
"How was it different?" he barked angrily as he turned her around swiftly and placed his lips on hers passionately.
Trying to move away from him, she realized that she couldn't. The thought of him making a fuss bothered her, for there were so many men that she'd carried on with in the apartment house that she knew she could only get in more trouble.
"Come on, baby," he whispered, "let's do it every conceivable way. I've got a friend of mine waiting up in my apartment. You'd like him. He's a sharp athlete. His name is Marvin."
"Please go," she pleaded.
"He's so good looking," he told her, "and he's nineteen. He's so young and muscular and well developed for his age. You'd really like him."
Judging from the way that he was describing this Marvin character, he did sound appealing to Sherri.
"What's he doing in your place?" she demanded.
"He's waiting for me," Dave grinned sheepishly.
"Well, then you'd better go back and keep him company," she told him flatly.
"No way!" he said, raising his voice so loud that Sherri was fearful that others would hear them arguing.
"What is it you want of me?" she whispered.
"What is it that we want from you," he corrected, placing the emphasis on "we."
A wild orgy flashed into Sherri's mind. Hastily she tried to tear away from him but it wasn't that easy. Sexual undercurrents mingled with her affection for Dave Benson and she couldn't help but admit that she shared his fantasy. She wanted to have sex with him as well as this good-looking, muscular young boyfriend of his.
"Why don't you go get him?" she suggested. "You might as well."
What was wrong with her tonight? Thinking such irrational, stupid things. Here she was, carrying on with a drunken tenant and asking him to go get another man so the three of them could engage in an orgy. She must be losing her mind. - Rubbing her forehead nervously, she told him to forget it.
"Don't listen to me tonight," she said nervously. "I don't know what's gotten into me."
"I do," Dave said eagerly. "You want to fuck! There's nothing wrong with fucking."
Sherri was human, eager and able to respond. She had grown increasingly frustrated when her husband had been so difficult. Now that he was gone she craved sex more than ever and needed it. She couldn't refuse this offer.
"I'll be back in a minute," Dave told her.
Dave left and Sherri had just a moment to think, for Dave didn't leave her alone for long. Soon the two men showed up at the door. She let them in swiftly so that other tenants wouldn't see what was happening. Making it a point to pull the blinds and drapes, she looked at Marvin. He was such a handsome nineteen-year-old boy, and here she was, in her thirties. Nevertheless, it didn't decrease her sexual appetite. She was always hungry.
Sherri smiled at Marvin. "I'm glad that you could come over tonight," she said smoothly.
The young boy looked at her hungrily. He saw her firm, rounded hips and her satiny, curvaceous thighs. She was slender and tall and her body had not lost a fraction of its youthful lovely form. But, above all, he liked her flowing blonde hair.
"When do we start?" Marvin grinned.
Leading him over to the bar, she fixed him a drink. She insisted that Dave had enough and he finally agreed reluctantly. Once Marvin loosened up with a drink, Sherri led him into the bedroom along with Dave. Slowly she undressed. Marvin undressed slower and acted somewhat embarrassed to take off all of his clothes in front of her.
"Get your clothes off," Dave teased him.
"Look at that, will ya," Marvin exclaimed when he caught sight of Sherri standing in the buff.
Her lovely blonde hair falling about her naked shoulders, her upthrust melon breasts capped with large pink areolas with pointedly red nipples, inflamed Marvin's passions. Sherri's buttocks were well rounded and firm. Her long legs appealed to him. Her thighs were smooth and silky and the curve of her firm, white belly displayed not the faintest hint of age. Further below he could see the vee of her legs jutting out slightly. The prominent pubic mound with a fleecy blonde triangle of hair hid her petal-like pussy lips.
Sherri was well aware of the fact that she was beautiful. She had been made vividly aware of it recently as tenant after tenant succumbed to her body. Now that Dave was undressed, too, she could see his throbbing penis waiting for satisfaction. However, Marvin still had not stripped. Going over to him, Sherri tugged at the elastic waistband of his shorts.
"What are you waiting for?" she grinned.
Reaching in his shorts, she began stroking on his throbbing manhood.
"Ohhh, Marvin, baby," she smiled, "you've got such a big cock. I want to feel it all the way up inside me, filling my cunt. I would love to have you fuck my pussy. Ooohhh, that's so good."
"First I want you to suck it," Marvin whispered.
Obediently Sherri dropped to her knees. She pulled his shorts down and he stepped out of them. Then she closed her eyes and pulled the purple-veined penis to her lips. Her tongue swept over the throbbing tip of his cock.
"OOOHHH, SUCK ME," he panted as her tongue laved his penis.
She could tell from the taste of him how excited he was becoming. Reaching down, he gripped her head. Her tongue once more licked at the purple sponge-like glans of his cock.
"EAT IT," he told her as her passion-whetted appetite caused her to lick feverishly up and down the length of his huge, shiny-slick shaft. "YES, YES," he exclaimed. "SUCK. THAT'S WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO. SUCK MY COCK."
He pumped it to her with hard, deep force.
"THAT'S IT, EAT IT," he begged. "SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF!"
He noticed that his buddy Dave was disturbed.
"Don't shoot your load in her mouth. I want to screw her up the asshole while you're fucking her cunt. You go off in her mouth and you'll spoil it all."
Reluctantly Marvin pushed the blonde landlady off of his throbbing manhood.
"He's right," he agreed. "We're supposed to have a threeway. Let's get on the bed, Sherri."
Sherri had gotten just enough taste of his cum to have her appetite whetted. She wanted to feel him shooting his load in her mouth so she could suck all the cream right out of his cock.
"I'd love to suck you some time, baby," she told hhn. "I love doing that."
Everything inside of Sherri was spinning wildly. Her mind screamed for sexual satisfaction. She got on the bed and spread her legs for him. Marvin straddled her.
"Guide it into me," she begged him.
Sherri couldn't wait another second. She gripped his huge, pulsating cock and brought it into her pussy.
"Fuck me," she whispered, her voice passionate and frenzied.
Riding forward into her, he began fucking hard.
"Roll over," Dave demanded. "I want to stick it up her ass."
Sherri rolled over. Now he was on the bottom and she was on top.
"GIVE ME MORE OF THAT LONG, HARD COCK!" she begged. "YES. FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Marvin was groaning with mounting passion.
"YOUR CUNT IS SO TIGHT AROUND MY PRICK," he exclaimed. "FUCK IT, FUCK IT!"
Breathlessly she fucked back. It was time for Dave to mount her from behind. He spit in his hand and applied his own spittle to his cock shaft. Parting her buttocks gently, he began slowly inserting his penis, spearing it up into the tight elastic slit of her asshole.
"Raise your ass, honey, raise it for me ... all the way up."
Reluctantly and somewhat fearfully, Sherri raised her blonde buttocks for Dave Benson.
"YES, BABY," he told her, "THAT'S HOW. THAT'S IT. THERE, SHERRI, THERE!"
"AAAHHH, OOOHHH!"
Sherri was amazed at how much she loved it once he managed to get it past the tight anal ring. At first she thought Dave's piercing, stabbing prick would split her in two. However, once she had the two of them thrusting into her she loved it.
"HARDER ... SHOVE IT IN HARD!"
The two men were fucking her now with wild abandon.
"FUCK ME WITH YOUR COCK. FUCK ME UP THE ASS," she begged Dave. FUCK ME HARD, HARDER, AAAHHHHHH!"
A misty sheen of perspiration covered their naked bodies as they slapped together in a wild three-way orgy. Sherri could not fathom why she had become so sexually aroused taking on these two college studs. It was a strange kind of betrayal of her own bodily desires. The passion was building and threatening to take control of her entire trembling person. Completely bewitched by the lascivious carnal act, she kept twisting her ass back and forth as Dave rammed it up her butt all the way. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass cheeks as he rode in. At the same time Marvin was driving it into her cuntal sheath. He could feel her wetness dampening her palpitating pussy as he rode into her. He loved the sensation of her tits brushing over his chest as she fucked.
The handsome, athletic college boy was driving in with all of his might. Dave could feel his buddy's prick. Only a thin sheath of flesh divided their cocks as they rammed into her lewdly.
"Hey, let's pick up each other's tempo," Dave suggested.
He reached for the landlady's ripely upthrust breasts. Then he fucked with all of his manly might, plunging into the tight crevice of her firm, rounded young buttocks, imbedding himself deeply into her desperately straining rectum.
"OOOHHH," he gasped as he kept on driving in with long, powerful strokes. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
She loved taking the full, hot, glistening length of his virile young penis as he rode up her ass and she loved getting it from the front, too, "I WANT BOTH OF YOU!" she gasped. "FUCK ME, FUUUUCK MEEEE!"
Marvin looked at her hotly.
"Beg for it, baby," he gasped. "I want you to tell me to fuck you hard and deep. Beg for it. Tell me you want my cock in your cunt."
"YES," the blonde, lusty landlady gasped, "YES, YES! I WANT IT. FUCK MY CUNT, FUCK IT!"
At the same time Dave demanded she ask for it up her asshole.
"Tell me you want your ass to be fucked," he told her. "Tell me!"
"SCREW MY ASS," she urged frantically. "FUCK MY ASSHOLE!"
The two men fucked her savagely. Dave enjoyed the wild sensation of his cock being sucked up her asshole as he felt his buddy Marvin plunging it into her cunt.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," Dave gasped, "I'M CUMMING!"
His balls slapped lewdly against her writhing buttocks as he exploded high up her asshole. A second later Marvin joined him in juicing.
"Milk it," Marvin panted as he pumped it up her cunt all the way.
Then Sherri came, too, joining them and making it a perfect three-way orgasm.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "SCREW ME! UP MY ASS! IN MY CUNT! FUCK, FUCK... HARDER!"
Sherri closed her eyes in erotic ecstasy as she finished gasping and groaning and moaning while the two men went on fucking in her ass and cunt, sliding and riding in their own juicy, slick cum.
Dave withdrew from her ass and slapped her buttocks gratefully. She eased off Marvin's cock and lay there between them. Both of them sucked on her breasts and listened to her babbling about how much she enjoyed it.
"Would you care if I moved in with Dave?" Marvin asked her frankly.
"I would love it," Sherri told him. "Only you've got to promise me one thing."
"What?" the young collegian asked innocently.
"That this threeway that we enjoyed so much tonight won't be the last one we'll enjoy together."
Dave and Marvin winked and went on sucking and licking at her bosoms, nodding in agreement. And it wasn't their last orgy.
Chapter Fourteen
Sherri had second thoughts about the orgy. It bothered her when she thought about it. For after all, she had been brought up in a very straight-laced religion. Finally she decided that she would speak to young girls who might get in trouble about the importance of following the straight and narrow. The primrose path had looked beautiful when she had first considered carrying on in a wanton manner. However, in retrospect she did feel dirty about it all.
She took a shower and then she had a light breakfast. The black coffee helped brighten the day.
Later that day a young lady came to the door and asked about an apartment. Sherri thought she would help her, for the young girl seemed confused and frustrated. If she could act like a big sister and give her some good counsel, she thought perhaps she could keep her from going off the straight and narrow path. The girl had such an innocent look about her that Sherri was certain she probably had little experience in the ways of sex.
"What bind of a job are you looking for?" the lusty landlady asked the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, young girl.
"Anything where I can make an honest living," the girl replied.
"I don't see how you could pay your rent if you moved into my apartment house without a job in advance," Sherri said matter of factly. "Why don't you come in and have a cup of coffee and we'll talk it over?"
As Sherri talked to the young lady who wanted an apartment so desperately she learned something about her past.
"What is your name, dear?" she smiled.
"Vickie," the blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl smiled.
"Vickie where are you from?"
"From a little farm in Iowa," Vickie smiled.
"That's nice," Sherri told her. "But a girl caught up in a big city and living in a college-orientated apartment house could find it difficult these days."
"I'm not quite sure that I know what you mean," Vickie said innocently.
"Would you like a little cream in your coffee, dear?" Sherri asked as she poured her some coffee when the water was hot.
"I like it black," Vickie smiled back at her.
As the two women talked, Sherri recognized what a pit Vickie could fall into unless she gave her counsel and guidance.
"They say different strokes for different folks, honey," she told her. "Well, that's no joke. I've learned the hard way from men who tried to put the make on me around here in my apartment house. If I weren't a woman of character I would hate to say what I wouldn't be into. But I was brought up differently, dear. In my day a girl who would carry on freely would lose her reputation."
"I think I get what you're aiming at," Vickie said, watching her words carefully.
"Well, let me tell you something," Sherri said. "I think it's this sexual revolution, or maybe it's the pollution in the atmosphere. But these men today are dreadful. I think they saw too much of Iinda Lovelace doing her thing on the screen."
"Linda who ... ?" the young farm girl from Iowa said.
"You know," Sherri said, shrugging. "... Iinda Lovelace, the porno picture star. She made her film debut in Deep Throat."
"Deep Throat," the young girl said, looking away vaguely. "Wasn't that mentioned in a book about Watergate? There was an informant, I believe."
"The informant they called Deep Throat in the Watergate scandal is not the same," Sherri said. "My dear, you're not sophisticated at all. Deep
Throat is the way that linda Lovelace had sex with her many male lovers. It's really disgusting. The poor little creature was giving blow jobs, if you know what I mean."
The farm girl opened her eyes wide as saucers now.
"Blow what?"
"I guess you are from the farm," Sherri nodded. "A blow job is when a gal goes down on a guy. You know, oral sex."
"But why would any girl want to do such a nasty thing?" Vickie asked, keeping her face as innocent as a girl setting out for a life in a convent.
"You tell me, honey," Sherri nodded gravely. "It is a dreadful thing to think that men would ask women to stoop to do such a thing. Of course, it's all rumor and gossip, but I hear from sources that some of the men in this apartment house are bringing women in here and performing acts that are obscene."
When Sherri said "obscene," she whispered the naughty word.
"Oh, that's perfectly awful," Vickie said. "Sounds like you've got Sodom and Gomorrah right here in your lovely apartment house."
"Well, I might as well have it," she breathed heavily. "Some of the things that go on here are too dreadful to mention. They even have orgies."
"Do you mean like the Roman orgies?" the girl asked eagerly. "With grapes and everything?"
"I didn't know about the grapes," Sherri confessed. "My knowledge of ancient history is a little lacking. I didn't have a chance to get all the education I should, but I've learned in the school of life and hard knocks plenty, you'd better believe it."
"Well, at those Roman orgies," the young girl explained, "they used to drape grapes over their privates. They would lick the grapes and then do dreadful things, too awful to mention."
"You see, my dear," Sherri confessed, "I would be worried about having you live here. Of course, I might be considered straight laced by some people's standards today. But that's the way I am."
Sherri laid it on thick. She was trying to mask the guilt that she felt over having carried on so blatantly the previous night at the wild orgy.
"You're just like a mother to me," the young girl smiled innocently.
"Well, I'm hardly that old, honey," Sherri told her flatly. "Let's just call me a sister. That would be better. I might give you a chance to lease the apartment if you can give me the first and last and a security deposit, naturally."
"Oh, I can't thank you enough," the young girl replied innocently.
Once the apartment had been seen she immediately wanted to take it.
"There's a nice view of the campus in the distance," she told her, "and I just love all the trees around this place."
"It's like a dreamhouse, really," Sherri smiled.
"I love this apartment myself. Well, we'll just sign the lease and you can give me the money and you can "move in."
Once Vickie had moved in she got quite a jolt. For she suddenly recognized that she was surrounded by quite a variety of men. Sherri made it a point to tell the different horny young men to lay off the new tenant. However, they had not all agreed not to try to date Vickie.
When a new tenant knocked on Vickie's door she was surprised to see how friendly he was.
"Hi," he introduced himself. "I'm Harv. Harv Anderson. President of the student body and on behalf of the campus and all I want to welcome you to our apartment here."
"How nice of you," Vickie replied. "I'm Vickie Miller."
"Vickie Miller," he smiled, "how would you like to go but with me tonight?"
"I barely know you," Vickie replied quietly.
"Well, I've got to show you the campus and get acquainted around here," he told her. "We're quite a friendly group of people."
That evening when the lusty landlady saw Vickie going out with Harv Anderson she was concerned. She wanted to run after the young girl and tell her again to be careful. Harv was not only the president of the study body, but he was one of the top stars of the college track team. He prided himself in his physique and in his physical prowess. He was suntanned, lean, and from the first moment he laid eyes on the stunning blonde Vickie, became horny for her.
After a quick drive around the campus, looking at the buildings as the sun filtered through the colorful fall leaves, they parked at a bluff overlooking the campus.
"Isn't it beautiful here?" he observed.
"Yes, very," Vickie agreed.
He took Vickie back to her apartment following an early evening dinner. He'd acted the role of the perfect gentleman and Vickie's fears had all but disappeared, "Mind if I come in to talk a minute?" he suggested.
"Well sure, Harv," Vickie smiled.
Once in the apartment, he put his arms around her and pulled her to himself passionately.
"Vickie, baby," Harv whispered, "you don't know how nuts I am about you. Ever since I saw you talking to the landlady about riving here, I knew I had to get intimately acquainted with you."
Vickie smiled at him.
"Well, I just don't know about that," she shook her head and pulled away.
"Why?" Harv asked anxiously. "I mean, don't you like me?"
"Well, it isn't that," Vickie confessed.
"What is it?" he demanded.
"Well, if you must know," Vickie explained smoothly, "I charge."
Harv Anderson's jaw dropped. "What?" he asked in amazement. "I hope that doesn't come as a big surprise to you," Vickie explained casually, "but it's nothing for nothing. After all, everybody has to pay, one way or another."
Harv Anderson burst out laughing. "The little innocent Iowa farm girl," he chuckled. "Well, you've got your act down pretty good, honey. But let me tell you, I'm not gonna pay for it."
"That's quite all right," Vickie told him. "But if you'll excuse me now, I've got to go." "Where?" he demanded.
"Babe's Bar," she said. "I'm gonna work it tonight and see what I can find in the way of a man who has a little money." Harv's eyes glistened with rage. "I've never paid for it before," he fumed. "That's your problem," she told him smoothly. "I've got my act together. Now I've got to get out of here."
Vickie's entire demeanor changed. No longer was she the sweet little farm girl. That act was over. Now she was the brassy, brazen hooker, demanding payment before or else.
Harv got furious at the thought of her standing him up for another man who would pay.
"All right," he told her, "I'll pay. I'll pay plenty. How much?"
The anger that tinged his voice indicated how furious he was.
"I'm really quite reasonable," the blue-eyed, blonde-haired girl smiled softly. "Twenty for a simple blow job, fifty for sodomy and a hundred dollars for an all-night session where anything goes."
It surprised Vickie when Harv told her, "I want the hundred-dollar special."
Vickie's eyes glistened with excitement and satisfaction. She had conquered her man in a unique way.
"And I had you figured as a sweet little country dame who had to be brought out."
"Sure, honey," Vickie told him flatly. "You were gonna put the make on me and use my innocent background to teach me all you know about screwing. Forget it. When I was seventeen I read The Happy Hooker and became inspired. Now I make a living just like the girl in the book did. I'm not quite ready to go the Iinda Lovelace porno circuit-yet. But who knows? Maybe stardom will loom later. For now, let's see the color of your money."
Harve took out five twenties.
"I hope that's enough for you," he told her.
Nodding, she took the money and placed it in a wallet in her purse.
"And I would appreciate it if I had something to drink.'It always lets me unwind better when I can loosen up with a drink first."
Vickie nodded. Going to the refrigerator she opened it up.
"That looks like a distillery," Harv chuckled. "You sure aren't that innocent little farm girl I thought you were."
"What'll it be?" she asked. "Gin, Vodka, Scotch, whiskey ... you name it, I've got it."
Harv decided to have a Scotch on the rocks. Vickie didn't drink anything herself. Once Harv had sipped his drink and made her promise that she would never reveal to anyone that he had paid for her services, he was pleased with her response.
"I never confide anything that occurs with one man with any other man," she told him. "That's one of the first rules of the business."
Vickie went into the bedroom and prepared the bed for their wild sex foray.
"I hope you will give me everything I want," Harv said, eyeing her shapely body at closer range.
Sure enough, there were the telltale signs. The skirt that fitted too tight, the blouse that was too low, revealing much too much cleavage. It was all there, but he wanted to think of it another way.
"Take off your clothes, honey," Harv Anderson insisted, once he was stoned enough to gather all of his confidence and make his erotic demands upon the woman of his choice at this horny moment.
"Certainly," Vickie smiled as she slowly unfastened the pearl buttons on her blue silk blouse.
Slipping out of her blouse, she tossed it onto a nearby arm chair. Her great bosoms appealed to him. Pinching the taut, nipples she finally reached down to slide out of her skirt. When Harv observed she wasn't wearing any panties, he smiled.
"Wow!" he nodded. "You sure are beautiful!"
"And hot, too," Vickie said, patting her moistening mound.
Inserting her index finger in her vagina, she flipped it back and forth.
"What are you doing, honey?" he questioned her.
"Just getting my act together," she grinned.
As he looked at her with lust written across his face, he could hardly wait to lick her all over. He undressed quickly, walking over to her once he was down to his shorts.
"Do me the honors and be in charge of the unveiling of my proud prick," he smiled.
Vickie tugged at the elastic waistband of his tight fitting shorts, reached in and groped for his balls and throbbing penis.
"Wow!" Vickie exclaimed as she realized how anxious he was to have sex with her.
Wasting no time now, she stripped him. As he stood before her totally nude, his huge cock throbbed to attention. Drops of cum oozed out of the tip of his penis.
"You are beautiful," he whispered anxiously.
At this point he licked his lips, feasting his eyes on her lewd body. Then she stretched out on the bed and spread her legs, patting her pussy invitingly.
"Come to momma," she smiled, "and lick me, lover."
Harv Anderson didn't need a second invitation. Vickie leaned over the edge of the bed and turned on the small clock radio to some rock station. As the rock music blared and the liquor affected his thinking, Harv Anderson was prepared to do anything.
He crawled on the bed and she spread her legs in an open invitation of wanton lust. Slipping his hands under her curvaceous buttocks, he held her ass up in the air and tongue fucked her rectum. Flipping his tongue to her pussy he suddenly got his nose, his teeth and his lips pressing on her hot vagina. She ground her cunt in his face.
"lick it, lover," she pleaded passionately. "SUCK, COME ON, SUCK ME, SUCK ME!"
Through clenched teeth Vickie hissed for him to make love to her.
While this was going on, in the landlady's apartment down below, Sherri was concerned. She had observed Harv Anderson dating Vickie. She knew what a^lusty character he was. This tormented her. She hated to think of innocent little Vickie, the Iowa farm girl, being taken advantage of. It just wasn't fair. Yet, there were no telltale* sounds to indicate that anything was wrong. As a matter of fact, they were very quiet, except for the music which she could hear. She didn't appreciate Vickie's choice of stations as rock music held no appeal whatsoever for Sherri.
In the meantime, Vickie threw her long, lithe legs over Harv Anderson's broad shoulders. She pressed her inner, moist thighs against his hot cheeks as he sucked hungrily on her beautiful pussy.
The fervor that caused her body to tremble was driving her out of her mind now.
"YES, BABY, YES," she whispered. "SUCK ME."
Getting his teeth on her clit caused her body to quiver and shiver with erotic delights. All at once she was juicing in his mouth.
"YES, YES," she panted, "SUCK MY CUNT. OOOHHH, LOVE IT, LOVE IT."
The delicious sensations that had spun through his body intrigued and fascinated him. Harv Anderson could get her to do anything and he vowed that he would, when he flipped his tongue from her quivering, pink, glistening mound.
The excitement written across his face indicated to Vickie that she had pleased him.
"Did you like it?" Harv asked with a little-boy expression on his face.
"Yes," Vickie said softly. "What a tongue man. That was tremendous, Harv."
Harv straddled her now. He moved closer, riding his buttocks over her breasts. He swung his buttocks back and forth and then he moved forward.
"What are you doing?" Vickie demanded, assuming her innocent pose again.
"I want to sit on your face," he told her, "and have you lick my asshole." Reluctantly, Vickie nodded.
Vickie clasped his thighs.
"This is not a specialty of mine," she insisted.
"You said anything goes, honey," Harv reminded her, "so get your tongue going right up my sweet asshole."
Harv could see that she wasn't overly thrilled at the prospect of performing analingus on him. Nevertheless, as he lowered himself over her face, he also could detect the fact that she was willing to become subservient and obedient to his erotic demands.
She clasped his sinewy buttocks tightly as he rode up and down her face.
"LICK IT," he begged frantically. "LICK MY ASS."
Clasping his balls in one hand and his throbbingpenis in the other, he began jacking off.
"OOOHHH," he groaned ina frenzy, "LICK MY ASS. HIGHER. OOOHHH, VICKIE, BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT."
For a moment the landlady in the apartment down below thought she heard the telltale sound of people having sex on the bed. She wasn't sure. But it did bother her. If one of these horny college studs laid a hand on that sweet young thing from the farm in Iowa, Sherri vowed she would avenge the girl's loss of innocence.
Harv was riding his ass up and down on Vickie's tongue now and loving every second of it. But when he saw his cock about to spurt sperm, he knew he had to stop her.
"Enough," he told her, pulling away from the cliff of climax.
Swinging his sweaty balls over her nose, he told her he wanted her to lick those, too.
"Sure," she whispered as the request that he had made was more traditional. .
Opening her mouth she let his balls slide inside. It was a tight fit because of the lust-bloated balls' excitement. Vickie sucked smoothly while he gently stroked himself. Then he pulled away and aimed his throbbing, long dick into her mouth. As his pulsating manhood glided into her face he told her what he expected.
"Tickle my balls and finger fuck my asshole. And whatever you do, don't get me to shoot too quick. Make it last. I want to cum in your mouth and watch while you swallow it."
Vickie was amazed at the infinite detail that he was using to describe the exact sexual acts that he expected.
Her lips fastened on his meaty cock head. She whipped her tongue over the glistening tip of it, noticing his cock starting to quiver. Tingles of erotic excitement raced up and down the young track star's spine. The young hooker from Iowa had gotten him aroused completely. He was ramming it down her throat with savage force now.
"EAT IT," he demanded. "SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
She could smell the musky aroma of his crotch. Even this excited her. Her tongue kept slipping around his cock tip.
"OOOHHH, COME ON, BABY," he panted, "NOBODY'S GOT A COCK LIKE MINE. YOU KNOW YOU'RE WILD WITH DESIRE TO SUCK ON IT."
He kept watching her cheeks hollow in as he see-sawed in and out of her mouth. He liked to plunge it all the way down her mouth and watch his balls slap on her lips.
"COME ON," he told her as his prick went snaking down her throat.
It wasn't easy to suck like this. He was almost choking her with his man meat.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he thrust forward, reaching down to grip her head to guide her.
The humiliation and degradation that she felt added to his pleasure. Slowly he pumped his hips forward and his cock slid deeper in her mouth. He saw her lips grow thin and tight around the thick, full shaft. She could taste the delicious cum about to spurt.
Harv's hands entwined in Vickie's hair and his breathing became excited, his face distorted as he watched in the mirror.
"Finger fuck my asshole," he hissed. "THAT'S
WHAT I WANT. FINGER FUCK MY ASS!"
She let her finger ride up his rectum. She sucked lewdly on his cock. He pumped up and down now, plunging so deep with his thrusts into her mouth she nearly choked again. But she was anxious for him to orgasm. Vickie wanted to taste his sperm load. Part of her work was pleasure and part of it was for the income. In any event, Vickie loved cock eating.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," he gasped. "KEEP SUCKING."
All at once his cock exploded. Hot, white cream surged in her mouth as she swallowed.
"EAT ME," Harv begged. "SUCK IT. SUCK IT OFF."
He kept thrusting his prick down her throat as he finished exploding.
Slowly he eased his prick out of her hot mouth.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "THAT FELT SO GOOD WHEN YOU SUCKED ME."
Downstairs the landlady was pacing the floor now. She felt just like going upstairs and talking to Harv. She could always say she wanted to see him about something. Once she could get him in the hall she could explain that Vickie was not to be betrayed by his horny, erotic desires. Strangely, a second series of emotions were going through her. For the landlady had become jealous of the beautiful, young tenant. Perhaps she would replace her in the eyes of the men that she had been servicing. That was dreadful to contemplate, for she enjoyed getting fucked so much.
Vickie sucked the last bit of cum from Harv's cock, licking it clean. Then she pulled away and he got off the bed.
"I want another drink," he told her.
He went into the other room and fixed himself a drink. Returning, he drained his glass and put it down on the dresser.
"WOW, THAT TASTED GOOD!" he told her.
Despite a feeling of fatigue, he could feel a tremor of excitement growing in his prick.
"What should I do now to make you happy?" she smiled up at him.
"I want to fuck you," he told her. "RIGHT UP YOUR ASSHOLE!"
Harv was slurring his words. A smirk surfaced on his face as he talked about sodomizing her.
"You ought to go to a whorehouse for that," she shook her head.
"I thought you said you'd do anything," Harv reminded her.
"Almost anything," Vickie exclaimed angrily, seeing that Harv was taking, so many advantages and liberties with her body.
"A hundred bucks is a lot of money," he reminded her.
The beautiful young hooker recognized there was no way to stop him.
"Let me get some Vaseline," she told him reluctantly. "I don't want you trying to ram that hard, thick dick of yours up my ass without plenty of lubrication on your pecker."
She eased off the bed and went into the bathroom and found a jar of Vaseline. In the meantime, Harv stretched out on the bed and lay there, his cock getting firmer as he started to play with himself.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Vickie told him to move over so she could prepare his cock for the sodomy he wanted so anxiously. Applying the slippery substance to his shaft, she got it ready for the invasion of her anus.
Once his cock was slick he told her the position he wanted her in.
"I want to watch all the action in the mirror," he told her, "so let's get over to the edge of the bed. You can get on all fours and I'll fuck you dog-style."
Once they were at the edge of the bed, she bent over completely. He clasped her curving ass cheeks and slowly eased his slippery, hard prick between them. With a forceful, determined jab forward he rammed it up her tight anus.
"FUCK IT," he exclaimed as he felt his cock slowly easing in her tight behind.
When the knobby head of his shaft reached the tip of her tight, puckered anus, he couldn't get it in. With a deep, hard shove, he rammed forward.
"FUCK IT," he demanded lewdly, "FUCK!"
He rode in with a savage, determined stroke.
"THAT'S HOW," he told her. "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. FUCK IT."
With penetrating, deep cock stabs he rammed it to her.
"OOOHHH," he groaned. "FUCK. COME ON, FUCK IT!"
She loved the erotic sensation of his hard, thick prick driving in her ass.
"OOHHH, THAT FEELS GOOD," the young Iowa girl told the college track star. "GIVE IT TO ME. FUCK ME HARDER. HARDER!"
Now Harv Anderson felt his prick tingling with erotic frenzy. Ramming it up her ass all the way, he plunged in deeper.
"OOHHHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as wanton, sensuous thrills overpowered him, "FUCK IT. OHHH, BABY, FUCK."
He watched in the mirror as he pulled his cock way out and rammed way in. Her buttocks were spread wide and the deep crevice widened between them as his huge, throbbing prick ground away. He would alternate the way he would screw her. He would slowly, lewdly drive it in and then he would plunge it in speedily.
"GET UP ON YOUR KNEES," he commanded, his voice little more than a white breath of air.
He watched in the mirror with zesty delight as her buttocks rose in the air and as she struggled to her knees, her legs spread apart. Muscles and cords stood out as she rose obscenely on her knees, her ass held high with each cheek spread taut. Her defenseless tight rectum was giving in to him completely. Never before had Harv Anderson seen anything more appealing than Vickie in this position. She looks just like a whore, he thought to himself.
"Finger your cunt," he told her huskily.
Harv almost spat the word "cunt" out. He could see Vickie flinch as he spoke so crudely. A shudder of disgust ran through her body as she reached underneath herself and felt of her vagina lips with her finger tips. Slowly she spread her cunt wide open and then she played with her clit. At the same time she could feel him ramming it to her in hard, lubricated strokes. Harv fucked Vickie with wild abandon, slamming it into her ass all the way, feeling his balls slap back and forth obscenely. He enjoyed watching her recoil from him. That added to the immense pleasure that he was feeling as he rode in with strong thrusts.
Her buttocks quivered as he rammed with fierce determination. The pain and the torture only added excitement and pleasure to his sodomy.
"FUCK, FUCK," he cried.
It was easy now for the landlady to tell what was going on. Sherri wasn't going to tolerate her apartment house being turned into a whorehouse. She was certain that Vickie had been forced by Harv to perform whatever sex act she was for him.
Getting the master key, she hastily summoned up her courage and went upstairs to Vickie's apartment. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. It didn't take her long to find out what was happening.
"FUCK HARD," she heard Vickie begging, "FUCK AS HARD AS YOU CAN. IN THE ASS. ASS FUCK ME."
Vickie hissed the words as Harv rode in. It drove him mad. There was no stopping Harv now, for he was beyond control. A white light seemed to explode in his mind as he gasped, "I... I'M CUMMING!"
Her body tensed as he thrust deep in her butt.
"AAAAHHH, OOOOHHHH!"
The sounds seemed to come from the pit of his stomach as he rammed it up her asshole again and again. Flinging open the bedroom door, Sherri stood there and looked at the obscene spectacle in mounting rage.
"What the hell is going on here?" she demanded.
"What are you doing in my place?" Vickie raged angrily as Harv slowly eased his cum-slick cock from her tight rectum.
"I wanted to protect you from this animal," the landlady declared.
"You weren't talking about me by any chance, were you?" Harv walked over to Sherri and laughed in her face.
"Vickie," she shrieked, "what has this animal done to you?"
"I paid for it!" Harv Anderson snapped. "Now get the fuck out of here!"
"Paid for it?" Sherri shook her head. "You ... you don't mean to tell me you're a ... a hooker?"
"Everybody has to make a 'living," Vickie smiled, the innocent act long gone now. "Now I'll thank you to get the fuck out of here. He paid for it, and I'm earning my money. We all have to earn a living."
Harv laughed as he saw Sherri stunned and shocked over what was happening.
"Are you jealous?" he demanded. "You were fucking around with everyone in the whole place until Vickie came on the scene."
Vickie wrapped a robe around herself quickly.
"I can handle her competition," Vickie said mockingly. "Now if you don't mind, I would like to take a shower."
As Harv stood there doubling over with laughter, Sherri wept bitter tears.
"You're all a bunch of Animals," she shuddered. "I'm gonna sell this damn place. I'm gonna get out of this town."
"Maybe you should sell it to Vickie," Harv suggested with a smirk. "She knows how to run her business better than you do."
Fleeing from the room as quickly as she could, Sherri went down to her own apartment. She locked the door and ran to the bedroom to fling herself across the bed, sobbing bitter tears as she realized what had happened. No longer was she able to hold back the anguish that she felt. Guilt was surfacing now. She knew that she would have to sell the place and move to another town. There could be no other answer to her dire dilemma.
