Erotic One Shots

Number 19 – Rent or Buy

“Scott, I am heading to work.” I called out from the living room as I was pulling on my blazer.

“It is six O’clock at night Mandy, tell them to wait till tomorrow. The kids need to be fed and put to bed, and I just got home. I have not spent any time with you all week.” My smile slightly faltering, I moved to his side placing a lingering kiss to his lips as I ran my hand down the front of his shirt till I reached his pants. Moving further still, I could feel his soft c**k between his legs and gave it a light squeeze.

“I wish I could, but this is the Grenfield street house, it is worth a couple million. We need the money, I will not be too long.” The truth was, I would be gone half, if not the whole night and he knew it. He knew as well as I did that we were borderline bankrupt, his income could hardly cover the bills, let alone the food. We relied on me selling houses, but the market was down. It was near impossible to move a property. Yet somehow, I was managing it, or at least Scott thought I was.

Alvin was buying, he bought me with every time he looked at a house, paying me by the hour. The longer I kept him happy, the more money I would get for my family, the longer we could last. He was how I kept the house, how I kept the kids fed and my mother in a nursing home.

A sigh leaving his lips, I felt my heart wrench in my chest as I snagged my keys off the hook walking out the front door. Looking back at the house I saw little Milly at the window waving before she wiped at her eyes half falling asleep. I watched as Scott went behind her little body lifting her in to his arms, no doubt carrying her to the kitchen for something to eat.

Turning away, I opened my door getting in and speeding away to where I knew there was a man waiting, craving me. Approaching the property I spotted Alvin’s silver Lexus. Butterflies growing in my stomach I felt excitement. I hated to admit it, but Alvin was exciting, he made me feel so good, sometimes I did not want to go home. Watching the end of his cigarette bud of embers move swiftly upwards, I spotted his dark figure cast in the shadows as he took his last puff. His head lifting to spot me, I watched as the red bud was thrown to the floor and swiftly stepped on.

Walking to his position, his hand seamlessly curled around my waist pulling me closer. “I almost thought you were not coming tonight Mandy.” God just hearing his voice, my body started to respond as moisture pooled between my legs. Turning my body, he guided me to the door, “open it up Mandy.” His voice low and husky, I reached into my bag fumbling to try and fish out the keys.

Grasping the keys in my hand, I made for the lock. His voice once again sounding in my ear. “Then I can open you up.” My hand sitting on the keys pressed into the lock, he brought his hand to my own turning the key and my hand in one smooth movement. Rushing me inside the door slammed shut behind us. His hands turning me once again, I could feel his desperation as he gripped a handful of my hair forcing me to my knees.

My face in line with his zipper, I reached out undoing his button, before pulling the fly down. His hand gripping his pants and underwear at the same time, he pulled them down far enough that his length could be freed. A hand back in my hair, he tilted my head at his free hand pumped his c**k right in my face. Guiding the length into my mouth with his hand a deep breath released from his chest.

My tongue roaming around the tip, I sucked down hard earning a groan. “Deeper!” His tone strong, his hand Jerked me forward by my hair, thrusting forward deep into my throat. “Take it!” Sloppy wet sounds echoed off the tiles in the entry way, as he pumped into my face. Raising my eyes, I watched as his that were training on me, a sly smile plastered to his face. Picking up his pace, I gagged hard, but wanted more I wanted his salty c*m, I wanted to feel him deeper inside me. Gripping his ass, I pulled myself closer as I watch his eyes close in surrender. White hot c*m poured down my throat mixing in with my saliva.

Pulling out his c**k, Alvin latched onto my shoulders, forcing me to my feet. “How to you want it?” His voice was teasing, taunting me to say want I wanted, but he knew. “hmmm?” He prompted again, his lips pressing softly against my cheek. The scent of cigarettes wafting into my nose, I moaned out as his hand rode up my skirt brushing against the front my lace panties.

Turning me around again, I felt his hands gently caressing the skin of my back as he pulled my top slowly over my head. Tracing his hand down the centre of my bare back, I heard as his nails collided with the zipper of my skirt. Unzipping my skirt, I felt the cool air reaching my skin sending a path of goose bumps down my back. Dropping my clothes to the floor, Alvin once again turned me so I was facing him. Hands gracing down my back once more, they stopped at my ass as he lifted me to his waist, walking me deeper into the house.

“Hmm… a pool table, what an asset.” His tone filled with humour, he walked over sitting me on the edge. Claiming my lips, he bit playfully at them as he slid me forward, so I was standing between him and the pool table. Leaning down further, he whispered into my lips, “turn around and bend over.” Obeying, I felt a sharp pain as a hand collided with my ass, the sound echoing through the house. “That’s your punishment for making me wait tonight, do not let it happen again.”

Whimpering out as he rubbed the pain away. I felt his length pressing into the space between my legs, sending a need thundering through my body. “Beg me for it.” My heart was already swelling with guilt at the need growing stronger by the second. Closing my lips, I refused to make a sound. His voice resonating strongly, “beg Mandy! Or go home to your husband.”

My jaw clenching, I caved. Only just parting my lips. Quiet as a mouse, “please Alvin.”

Unforgiving and unrelenting he questioned, “please what?”

Rubbing the head of his c**k against my entrance dipping it in the smallest amount I crumbled. Trembling beneath his touch I whisper yelled. “Please Alvin, please f**k me! Slide your big c**k inside me, I need you.”

A chuckle of satisfaction leaving him, “As you wish my princess.” Without taking another breath his length slid into my core. Every inch he entered tearing my heart as the guilt flooded in.

“Wait, condom, put on a condom!” Panic filling me, we had never had unprotected s*x before. He had always been so carful, so restrained.

“No,” his voice was harsh as his fingers dug into my hips, his raw c**k ramming into me over and over.

It felt different, it was warm, it was, “ahhh.” My body tingled as he slammed home harder making me forget my anxiety and guilt lost in the moment. The wet sounds of my p***y being plunged bouncing off the walls of the bare house, my moans carrying down the hallways.

A hand sliding down my leg, a grip caught on my knee lifting it, spreading me wider. Thrown forward on the table, Alvin’s hand came down on my back holding me down hard to the table. His c**k sliding deeper as he grinded his body into my own. The tingles growing I felt them run through me vibrating my whole being as I cried out, my walls clamping around him, milking his c**k as it ruptured inside of me.

Holding my head with a little force to the felt of the pool table, he lent down to my ear. His warm breath coating my ear with moisture, “where do you want me to f**k you next, my little princess?”

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