Mom gives in to landlord

Gareman

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Since dad left, my mom has been the sole breadwinner of the family. She opened a small flower shop and has done okay for the last three years. She works long hours and we don't have a ton of money, but we've been holding our own.
At least that's what I thought.

Last week I happened to get home before mom. The answering machine was blinking so I listened to the message.

"Karen, this is Mr. Hallings, the rent for the flower shop is now THREE WEEKS late ! Call me to make arrangements to pay."

Mr. Hallings is the cheapest nastiest man I have ever met. Hearing his voice gave me the creeps. Picturing his fat belly and his toupeed head made me sick.

I wondered why mom hadn't paid the rent. It wasn't like her to not be prompt with her bills.

She was old-school through and through. From her monetary habits to her sexual attitudes. Before dad left, I had heard them argue many times ("they thought privately") about dad's unsatisfied desires. He wanted more than mom would give and she refused to loosen up.

Although very conservative, mom is a beautiful woman. She's about 5'4" with short blonde hair. Her body is proportioned very well and men are constntly hitting on her.

I've heard Mr. Hallings hitting on her more than once at the flower shop. Of course, mom ignored his vain attempts at seduction, but he continued trying.








[Edited by Gareman on 08-21-2000 at 02:58 PM]
 
Karen:

I couldn't believe it. I just lost my job, and the reason the boss gave me was that I refused to perform sexual favours.

I was disgusted with him, but on hindsight, it would mean that we (my son and I) would have trouble geting by this month.

I wouldn't consider myself stunning, but I was well-proportioned, and considerably attractive. But it was my conservativeness that finally drove my ex out of the house and out of our lives.

I always wore loose sweaters around, to conceal my 36C's and any skirts worn, which was rarely, was never above my knees.

I came home early, and upon listening to the answering machine, the troubles I have been having just seemed to be piling up. The rent was three weeks late and Mr Hallings was not happy.

He was another pervert, who has been eyeing my curves ever since we've met. He's made life especially difficult for me as I too had refused his sexual advances.

I sat on my bed, and gave my life a hard thought. All my life, I have been refusing sex, and this has brought nothing but trouble. I lost my husband, my job and now probably even my shop. Sooner or later I was going to lose myself my only love in life - my son.

I took off my sweater and admired my bra-clad breasts in the mirror. It was then that I decided that for once I was going to use my body to my advantage.

I took off my dull cotton bra and pulled out my one and only sexy bra - a black lace one which my ex had bought for me a long time ago. I pulled it over my breasts and realised that it was a size too small. Still, I managed to squeeze my tits into them, although it looked as if it was going to fall out any moment.

I took out a white top which I had worn in my college days, It fitted tightly over my breasts, and then I picked out a mid-thigh skirt which I had worn for the last anniversary I had spent with my ex. I slid the knee length one I had on off and pulled the shorter skirt on. I looked at myself in the mirror and was surprised at how I looked.

I pulled my blonde hair back and tied it, before putting on my pumps.

I left for Mr Halling's place, determined to make a positive change in my life from now on.

[Edited by mfucker on 08-24-2000 at 12:59 AM]
 
Mom came home, got changed and left the house. She mumbled something about running some errands. It was obvious that something was wrong with her.

As she pulled away, I ran out to my car to follow her. I was concerned that she was not telling me everything. I had to find out what was going on so maybe I could help her.

To my surprise, she drove directly to Mr. Hallings house. Well, maybe she was dropping off the rent check. What else could she be doing there.

I watched as she rang the doorbell and waited for a reply.
 
Karen:

Ding dong!

I stood nervously at the door, still unsure if my decision for a change was the right one.

It seemed like forever, before Mr Hallings came to the door and opened it.

In a grumbling voice, he says, "What do you w..." He left his sentence hanging, when he set his eyes on me.

I could see the lust in his eyes immediately, and felt thoroughly disgusted at him, and with myself for flaunting my assets shamelessly. Part of me was about to change my mind when he quickly changed his tone, and offered me into his house.

Forcing a smile, I finally take a step into house. This was a big step for me.

Once inside, he shut the door, locking it behind him.

"So have you come up with the rent that you owe me?" He said with an edge in his voice.

All the while, I could feel his eyes roaming all over my body - from my tits that were protruding from the tight top that I was wearing, to my long slender legs, under my mid-thigh skirt.

I took another deep breath and shook my head slowly, indicating that I did not have the money he wanted...
 
I watch from my car as Mr. Hallings opens the door. He is as creepy as I remeber.

My mom enters the house and I leave my car, scampering to the front window to get a better look.

As I peer in, I see my mom shake her head. She is obviously answering a question posed by the fat ugly man before her.

She looks frightened, all alone in the house with him. I am only seconds away from ringing the doorbell and rescuing my mom when she does something unexplainable.

I can't believe my eyes. My mother has dropped to her knees and is opening Mr. Hallings pants.
 
Karen:

"I have a proposition, Karen." The uncouth voice of Mr Hallings once again piercing the unpleasant silence.

"You know how much you turn me on," he said, as he reached out and touched my face. I took an involuntary step back, as I struggled to come to terms with the new me.

"Perform the sexual favours that I've always been talking about, and you don't have to pay the rent you owe me. In fact, you don't even have to pay your rent, ever. As long as you stay as my slave, that is."

I was muted. This was the worse I had been expecting, and I didn't expect it this soon.

"I can see your reluctance, Karen. Why don't you try it out first, you might even grow to like it." He shot me a dirty grin.

I flashed a look of disgust, but as he placed his hands on my shoulder, motioning me to kneel before him, I knew that the inevitable was about to take place.

Finally, gathering all the courage I had within me, I decided to go along with it, and go on my knees slowly. I reached out slowly for his zipper, and when that was out of the way, I could make out a hideous bulge that his loose brief was sporting.

Slowly, I pulled at the waistband, and out popped his throbbing schlong. It was much larger than I had expected, and I could have sworn that a good-looking stud should be the proud owner of it, instead of this disgusting slop. "Told you that you would like it, ain't I right Karen?" He shot me another of his lustful grins.

Wrapping my hand around it, I start to stroke it lightly, as pre-cum starts to leak out from his peehole.

"Suck it, bitch," he orders.
 
I can't describe the sickness I'm feeling, watching my mother as she begins to lick this asshole's cock. My sweet conservative mother, began taking his meat slowly into her mouth. I watched as she swirled her tongue aroound its angry head and began taking more and more of it into her mouth.

What is wrong with me ? I should be breaking down the door and killing that fat nogood bastard, but instead I'm frozen, watching. What's even more disgusting is that I'm starting to get hard.
 
Karen:

I closed my eyes, as tears start to well up in my eyes. Once more, I was faced with dilemna of abandoning my old self for my new one. I move my head forward slowly, inching my mouth slowly towards the tip of his cock.

Seeing my reluctance, he takes a step forward, his cockhead meeting my lips earlier than expected. I open my mouth slightly in shock, his cockhead entering my mouth as I do so. I knew that this was the point of no return, as his cock had violated my mouth already.

I suck on the mushroom head slowly, tasting his leaking pre-cum. It was unexpectedly sweet - a pleasant surprise for once. I feel his rough hands on the side of my head, as he roughly pushes his schlong further into my warm mouth.

I open my eyes as I choke slightly upon the sudden entry, and he tilts my head back so that my eyes could meet his. "You look gorgeous baby, make me cum." He says.

I felt even more disgusted now, the bastard had deliberately made me look in his eyes, so that he would feel as if he has conquered me. With both anger and passion building up within me, I decided that I was going to turn the tables on him, to make him beg for it.

Gripping his ass with my left hand, and holding the base of his cock with my right, I relaxed my throat muscles, as I began the motion of sliding his dick in and out of my hot mouth.

With every stroke, my throat muscles close in on his dick, and my pace starts to pick up. His grip on the sides of my head tightens, as I could hear his breathing becoming more rapid. I trailed my left hand down his ass cheeks to his asshole, and inserts two fingers in. He is enjoying it, as his sphincter muscles grip my fingers tightly.

He was getting closer to orgasm.
 
I watch my mom begin to bob her head up and down, taking Mr. Hallings deeper and deeper into her mouth. She seemed to be crying, probably fighting everything she believed in to get out of debt with him.

He was loving every minute of this. He had finally gotten what he had wanted. I'm sure he had doubted that he would ever have my mom in such a vulnerable position, but now that he did, he was loving every minute of it.

I watched, eyes glued to the two figures within the house. The front bushes provided a perfect hiding place from passing cars. I could stay here as long as I liked without being noticed.

The excitement of watching my mother performing fellatio made me strangely excited. It felt much different than any other excitement I had ever felt before. I couldn't help but put my hand inside my shorts and start stoking my cock.

Did I unconsciously want my mother ? Is that what made this so exciting ? Or was I just a voyeur ?

Mom picked up the pace of her blowjob, sucking each time she slid his long rod out of her throat.

Mr. Hallings held her by the hair, standing before her giving instructions that I can only imagine.
 
Karen:

I hummed on his cockhead as it nestles at the back of my throat. He was holding on to my hair for dear life, as his grunts become louder and more frequent.

"Suck it hard, baby," He moans.

I let his hard dick slip from my mouth, as I sucked his tightening balls, stroking his throbbing dick as I did so. I then trailed my hot wet tongue along his shaft, from the base all the way back to the mushroom head, looking up into his eyes as I did so.

Unable to stand it any further, he grabs the back of my head and pushes his dick into my mouth once more, this time bucking his hips wildly against the back of my throat, fucking my mouth like it was a pussy.

As his strokes get faster and faster, I relaxed my throat, and made slurping sounds with every stroke of his dick, making him moan even louder.

His thighs start to tighten and so did his balls, as he pushes his dick up to its hilt into my mouth one last time, before I felt a gush of cum start to spew deep into my throat. His cum was so thick and hot, and it tasted so sweet. I swallowed his first jet of cum eagerly, but he kept cumming and cumming, and I could not keep up with him.

His thick cum starts to spill out of my mouth, and trickle down to my top. I pull his dick out when he still had a few more shots left, and my stroking squeezed some more cum out, that hits me square in the face, and some even lands in my hair.

Exhausted by his strong orgasm, he collapses on the ground, and lies on his back. With what little cum he had left still trickling out of his cockhead, I leaned forward, my face between his legs and started to clean his cock up.

When he was clean at last, I swiped a wad of cum from my face, and started to suck on my finger sexily. I was beginning to enjoy this.
 
I watch the action inside the house. Mom's mouth works the fat man's cock feverishly. My hand strokes my own cock to the rhytmn of their strokes. Oh, God it feels so good, but it's so wrong. I should be rescuing my mother, but I can't.
This scene is too hot !

Within a few minutes I see Mr. Hallings throw his head back and begin to thrust wildly. He is out and out fucking mom's mouth with his large prick. Driving his hard cock down her throat...faster and faster.

And then, I can tell, he begins to cum. Mom is swallowing as fast as she can but he is erupting like a huge volcano. Jism is streaming down mom's chin, dropping onto her blouse. My hand works my cock faster, I can begin to feel the start of my own orgasm. Mom is lapping the cum from the underside of Mr. Hallings cock as I begin to cum too. Hot jets of spunk splash against the side of the house. I stifle a moan as blast after blast of creamy goo hit the siding.
 
Karen:

I stood up from my kneeling position, and stand over him.

"Was that enough for the month's rent, Mr Hallings?" I asked sexily.

Still spent from his powerful orgasm, he could only managed a half-audible 'yes'.

"What about letting me earn the rent for the next half of the year," I said. Not waiting for an answer, I hooked my fingers below my tight top, and pull it over my head. My sexy bra came into view, along with my overflowing breasts. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

"Half a year's rent?" I asked again.

He nodded furiously.

Smiling, I reached behind my back, and unclasped my bra. Cupping my still bra-clad breasts, I hold them up, and then squeeze them together. His cock thobbed slightly, and started to rise again; he definitely liked what he was seeing.

Enough of teasing, I pull the bra off my bresats, exposing my hard nipples to him. He gasped.

I straddled his waist, and leaned forward, offering my breasts to him. He touches it lightly at first, still not believing the sight before him.

"It's real, Mr Hallings, touch my breasts, make me feel good." I said.

He starts to squeeze them slowly, as I tilt my head back, moaning in pleasure. I reach behind me, and locate his throbbing dick. I stroke it slowly, reviving it to its full hardness.

Pulling the hem of my skirt up to my waist, I stand up again, and this time lower myself slowly onto his upright cock. As I feel the tip of his cockhead touch my pussy lips, I shudder at the thought of his huge cock filling my pussy. I tease him a little, rubbing my slit over his pulsating mushroom head. He starts to groan again.

In a swift motion, I drop myself onto his dick, screaming out loud as his dick is filled to its hilt, hitting my G-spot.
 
After sucking Mr. Hallings off, I thought that mom would leave. But, she started taking her clothes off and climbed on top of the big man. Positioning his hard cock to her pussy hole and sliding it, full-length into her snatch.

What the hell was going on ? I couldn't watch anymore. I pulled up my shorts, got into my car and drove home. I'd have a talk with mom when she got home, but for now I needed time to think.
 
Karen:

Mr Hallings was in heaven. His eyes were shut tightly, moans were escaping from his half-open mouth and his arms held onto my slim waist tightly.

Once I was filled to the brim by his full dick, I sat up, releasing his cock right up to his purple cockhead before sitting down hard on it again, my breasts jiggling before me. God, he was so big. My long hard strokes continued, and my screams get louder each time.

Soon, my desire for an orgasm soon took over, as I began to shorten my ride, letting his dick slip in and out rapidly.
I held onto his chest for support, as I continued to bounce up and down, faster and faster.

My nails dug into his chest, as I sensed my orgasm nearing. I felt the rush of orgasmic wave in my body, as I spasmed and groaned. It had been a while since I've had such a powerful one. My pussy muscles start to squeeze on his throbbing dick - I knew he wasn't far away.

I dislodged myself from his dick; his thick purple head looked as if it was going to explode any moment. I get between his legs once more, and cupping both my breasts, start to wrap them around his throbbing dick. As soon as my fleshy mounds touched his dicked, it shooked violently as his balls tightened, and jets of cum starts to spray all over my face, my chin, and my breasts. I smiled, as I sucked the remaining cum from his dick, before returning the squeeky clean tool to within his briefs.

I stood before him once more; his eyes were barely open, and his breathing irregular. I looked down at my cum-stained breasts, and admired them. I'll let his warm cum stay on them for awhile longer, I thought. I gathered my top, and pull it back onto my bare tits - the cum stains soaked through the white cotton material, the blotches left on the tight top made parts of my breasts visible, and even my nipples.

Picking up my black bra, I toss it into his face.

"A little souvenir for you, and remember, I don't owe you anything from now anytime within the next six months." Straightening my skirt for the last time, I walked out of his apartment, leaving him half gasping for air from the two powerful orgasms he has had.

For once, I felt pleased with myself - I had just thoroughly enjoyed myself, and to top it off I had just settled my debts AND my rent for the next six months.

I headed home, considering the possibilities of the new-found me.
 
Mom walked into the house, hair and clothes all disheveled.

"What the hell happened to you ?", I asked, "It looks like you were run over by a truck."

The one thing mom has never been able to do is lie to me.

Seeing my mom standing before me and remembering what I had just witnessed got me hard fast. I couldn't believe I was seeing my mother as a sexual woman. I had always seen her as a prude. But apparently there is much more below the surface than I had imagined.
 
Karen:

It was only when my son started asking about my messy appearance, did I realise how untidy I looked.

"I erm...went to settle our rent problem. Been busy and stuff, so didn't realise that our debts were mounting." I couldn't help stumbling on my words, as the image of me riding Mr Hallings' cock like a slut came back into my mind.

"But don't worry about it, I got it settled already." I quickly added.

Before he could say anything in reply, I start up the stairs, trying to avoid any awkwardness caused - my mind was still on the incredible fuck I just had.
 
I dropped the subject and went to my room.

All night long I relived the scene in my head, masturbating each time. The image that I had of my mother throughout my childhood (the nurturing, conservative woman) had been obliterated in one night. Now, everytime I look at her I'll see her sucking Mr. Hallings' cock.

The last fantasy I had worried me more than the others. In this one mom wasn't sucking Mr. Hallings' cock, she was sucking mine !
 
Karen:

Having tasted success with the new-found me, I was determined to get my job back from my sleazy boss, and possibly a pay-rise.

I looked through my wardrobe, and realise that I needed to do some shopping quick - the baggy sweaters and the conservative skirts were definitely going out the window.

Today, I put on a pair of tight faded jeans that showed off my sexy ass, and a white long-sleeved shirt (without a bra). When I tucked in my shirt, my nipples could be seen poking out through the front, begging to be released. Satisfied with my new look, I was going to head for the boutique nearby.

Looking at the clock, I remember that it's time to wake my son up for school. Entering his room, I see that he is still sound asleep. As I sat down ont he bed next to him, I felt something hard poking at my ass. I removed the covers, only to discover he was sleeping naked, and had an incredible hard-on. And next to it, was a pool of fresh cum. A wet-dream, I thought. The new slut in me seemed to take over for a moment, as I felt a stirring in my pussy. I put a finger into the pool of cum and then bring it up to my mouth - it tasted delicious.

But my senses returned, telling myself that I had to be crazy to be thinking about my son this way. I moved away from him, covered him up with his sheets again, not wanting him to be surprised when he awakens, before tapping him gently on the shoulder.
 
I pretend to be sleeping, as my mom enters the room. I peak through slits of my eyes and see that she is dressed incredibly sexily. What the hell has gotten into her.
She pulls back the covers exposing my hard cock. She then does something really weird, she tastes my cum. What the fuck.

She shakes me to wake me up. I pretend to be sleepy. Rub my eyes and comment, "Mom, you're dressed like a slut, what's up ?"
 
Karen:

I look down at my chest, and realise that my nipples were very much visible under my shirt from the excitement I felt after discovering my naked son.

Flushing, I tell him that I just wanted a change in the way I dress.

Standing up, I tell him that I didn't realise that I looked so much like a slut. I didn't want my own son to think of me as one.

"If you don't like it, I'll go change out into something more decent."
 
I grab her hand pulling her onto the bed.

"I saw you last night. I watched while you sucked off Mr. Hallings. What the fuck is wrong with you."

I was out of control. I ripped my mother's blouse off, exposing her large breasts.

"If Mr. Hallings is good enough to get some action, surely I am too."
 
Karen:

As I turned away, I could feel his strong hands grab me by the waist, and tossing me to the bed.

"What the hell are you doing!" I yelled at him. Before I could react, he jumps on top of me, and grabbing both my wrists with his right hand, he pulls my hands over my head.

"I saw you last night. I watched while you sucked off Mr. Hallings. What the fuck is wrong with you." I was caught off-guard; the whole incident was supposed to be kept from my son, and I was supposed to be the conservative mum he always thought I was.

Using his free hand, he tugs at my tight shirt and pulls it off totally, my large breasts bounces at its release.

"If Mr. Hallings is good enough to get some action, surely I am too." He said, before diving into the valley of my breasts.

What have I done? I tried to fight him off; my hands were grabbed tightly over my head, as I tried to raise my legs, he used both his knees to pin me down. I was totally helpless.

"You can't do this, it's wrong. I sucked the bastard off because I couldn't afford the rent. I lost my job...uhh" I valiantly fought off the pleasure his mouth was giving me; he was sucking it like an animal, just like the days when he was only a baby.

"I didn't suck him off for pleasure," as soon as I said it, I knew it was a lie. My pussy had stirred when I felt his cum in my warm mouth. Even now, I could feel my son's cock pressed hard against my crotch, and that familar stirring seemed to return.

"No...uh...don't," I wondered for how much longer I could fight this feeling.
 
"Bullshit !", I screamed, "I saw the look on your face while you were sucking his cock. You loved it !"

I straddled her chest, holding her hands above her head. My hard cock pointed toward her mouth.

"If you like cock so much, why don't you suck mine ?"

I manipulated her hands so that I could hold both of them with one of mine. With my free hand I directed my cock to her mouth.

"Go ahead take it. You know you want it."
 
Karen:

I try to turn away, as he lowers his cock onto my face. I shut my mouth tightly, as he continues to rub his massive cockhead on my face, smearing his precum all over it. I open my mouth to protest once more, but it proved to be a fatal mistake.

Once my lips parted, his cockhead sneaked in and parted my lips further. My protests were swallowed, as I couldn't do anything but allow entire mushroom head to enter my mouth. Images of myself sucking on Mr Hallings thick cock came into my mind; I shook it away quickly, but he had thrusted forward, and I could feel his cockhead nestling against the back of my tongue.

"Go on, suck it. I know how much you like sucking cocks." He taunts me.

My mouth hangs open loosely, the lack of pressure around his cock frustrated him. He could force his way into my mouth, but he couldn't force me to suck it. He reaches behind his back with his free hand, and starts to maul my exposed tits. The tingling feeling returned; I love it when someone rubs my nipples and makes them rock hard. Still I resisted, but flashes of Mr Hallings with his cock in my mouth become more frequent.

It had to be something more drastic, and that he achieved. He let his cock slip out of my mouth; it glistened with my saliva. Still gripping both my hands in one of his, he reaches for my jeans, and unbottons it. He slips his hand inside, and finds what he is looking for quickly. He starts to rub my clit; I squirm under him, but cannot help myself from getting wet.

Feeling my juices flowing, he replaces his dick in my mouth, and this time, I cannot help but suck gently on his cockhead...
 
Mom resisted for as long as she could. When I put my hand down her jeans and rubbed her clit, it was all over. My cock slid into her mouth and she sucked it gently. My dick felt magnificent in her experienced mouth. Oh man did it feel good. I was in control and I moved my hips forward inserting my hard meat deeper and deeper into her willing mouth.

"That's it mom, suck my cock," I insisted, "suck your son's big cock."
 
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