Zoe laid on her bed in her underwear, halfway paying attention to the travel documentary streaming on her laptop — the host was busy eating street food in Southeast Asia, it was nothing groundbreaking — while at the same time flipping through anime tags on Tumblr on her phone, when her reverie was interrupted by a phone call. “Mom” the screen glared.
Zoe’s thumb hesitated over the ‘reject’ button before she sighed and let her conscience get the better of her.
“Hi, Mom,” she said, grimacing as she answered the call.
“Zoe, dear, what took you so long to answer? What are you busy doing? You don’t have any time for your mother?” Her mom started in immediately.
“Just watching tv, Mom,” she said, letting her disinterest echo in her tone.
“Shouldn’t you be studying?”
Zoe rolled her eyes. “What did you call about, Mom?”
“Why do I have to call about things? Why can’t I just be calling to talk? I just miss my little sweetheart!”
“I was just visiting you two days ago, Mom, for, like, two whole weeks.” Zoe pushed her glasses back up. “We talked then.”
“But you’re there alone, all by yourself in that big house! You must be frightened!”
“Mom, we talked about this,” Zoe said, “My roommates get back in a few days, right before New Years. Plus, I kind of like being here alone, it’s so relaxing.”
“Relaxing, hah! Listen to yourself. You should be studying.”
“Mom, it’s a Sunday morning in late December. I promise you no college student on Earth is studying today. We’re between semesters, anyway. I don’t even know for sure what classes I’m in.”
“You’ll get your top picks, you always do.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Zoe said.
“So, that’s it?” her mom asked.
“That’s what?”
“You’re just going to sit around your house, wasting your life away with your cartoons?”
“I’m so glad we could have this chat,” Zoe said, sarcasm seeping through her words.
“Fine. Fine. I know when I’m not wanted,” her mom said, “I was just calling to say hi. So I said it. Now I’ll let you get back to your Japanamay or whatever you call it.”
Zoe’s eyes rolled even harder. But whatever, anything to end this call. “Thanks, Mom. Talk to you later,” she said, then added, “Love ya.”
“I love you, too, honey,” her mom said, then finally hung up.
Zoe shook her head as her phone flipped back to where it’d been before she was interrupted. She started scrolling, trying to remember what she’d been thinking about before the call. She shook her head again. It wasn’t working, she needed a change of scenery.
Zoe sighed and stood up, spotting herself in the closet door mirror. She’d tied her dark hair into a practical knot above her head, and was wearing a basic bra and shorts. “Not bad,” she said, checking out her curves, posing sexily. “I’d fuck me.” And yet… maybe she should change out of these basics, and into something that made her even more sexy?
She unclasped her bra, sliding it off, letting her perky tits free. Then she pushed her shorts down, wiggling until they’d dropped to the floor. She glanced in the mirror. “Damn, I look good naked,” she said.
Then, as she was reaching to slide open the closet, another idea popped into her head… She grinned, seeing her reflection grin back at her knowingly. “Well, seeing as that I’m home alone…” she said aloud, “What’s sexier than being a hot naked bitch?”
Feeling naughty, Zoe left her room naked, sauntered nakedly down the hall, and walked into the kitchen, still naked. She poured a glass of water, naked, and drank it deeply, letting some of the drips splash down onto her chest, the cold trickle teasing her nipples. She grinned, this was great. What next, though? she considered.
Zoe did her laundry naked, sorted the mail naked, organized the living room naked, and hung some new posters on the all, all naked, enjoying the freedom, the tease of an indefinable inappropriateness. What some of her guy friends would do to see this… she grinned at the thought.
Then finally, still naked, she laid down on the couch to rest. The heater kicked on, and Zoe felt the warm air blow over her. The breeze tingled her skin, reminded her again of her own nakedness. This day was a rare treat, Zoe considered. If her roommates had any idea… well, they wouldn’t. It felt like she was crossing some line, doing this, even though she was alone in the privacy of her own home. Zoe smirked. And being alone…
Zoe grabbed her phone and began flipping through Tumblr again. With her other hand, she let her fingers drift down, fingertips brushing over her nipples, belly, and hips, before resting gently against her pussy. She wasn’t necessarily going to masturbate, she thought.
A few minutes later her fingers were of course leisurely traipsing back and forth across her slit, operating on their own agenda, building her heat. She found herself paying more and more attention to the more risque posts as she let herself nestle into the warmth spreading throughout her body.
After a few more minutes, she dropped any pretenses and was watching straight-up porn. She’d curled her knees back against her chest and was pounding her entire hand up into her swollen pussy, her tits bouncing along as she shuddered and gasped.
“…and they’ve been paying–oh wow, wow!” a man’s voice said — someone was in the house!
What the fuck?? Zoe froze and sprang her eyes open wide. She flinched back to find the landlord just standing there in the doorway. Another man she didn’t know was beside him. They were staring at her, looks of shock on their faces. Shock and… something else. Their eyes flickered over her body as the moaning and grunting sounds of fucking came from her phone.
“What the fuck?” Zoe yelled. She was blushing. She pulled her knees together, wrapping them tightly to her chest, as she turned off her phone and tried in vain to preserve some sort of modesty.
The landlord avoided meeting her gaze. “Sorry, ma’am, we thought nobody was–”
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Zoe shrieked, “This is my house!”
“Uh, Amy said–”
“Amy’s not here!” Zoe yelled.
“Yeah, so, like, I’m Dennis, the manager. And Amy’s the tenant. And nobody else is on the lease. So, who are you?”
Zoe flushed. Oh, that’s right. She wasn’t on the lease. She wasn’t supposed to be here. “I’m … Zoe. I’m one of Amy’s friends.”
“And Amy let’s you say here? And do … this?”
Zoe gulped. “Yes.”
“Are you her girlfriend or something?”
“What? No. It’s not like that.” Zoe shook her head, “We’re just friends.”
“Uh-huh,” Dennis said, sounding unconvinced.
The other man had been staring at Zoe unashamedly, and now he spoke for the first time. “Sounds like she’s in violation of the lease, Dennis.”
“Yep, it does, Bill.”
“Zoe, darling,” Bill said, walking into room, looking around, “I own this building. And you staying here when you shouldn’t, well it looks to me like you’re stealing from me.”
“Bill,” Dennis said, “I’d hate to see you have to evict a pretty young girl like Zoe here, especially being as its so cold outside. And she’s got so little clothing to keep her warm.”
Zoe froze, body rigid.
“Yeah, that’d sure be a shame, wouldn’t it,” Bill said, “Do you reckin her and us will be able to come to some sort of agreement? Work out a deal, like?”
Zoe was staring at the men wide-eyed.
“Oh, did you see her shaved twat? Girl like that, well, she seems like the flexible sort, sort that knows how to pay her way,” Dennis chuckled, standing over Zoe, looking down at her, “Aren’t you, sweetie?”
Bill grinned. “Naw, Dennis, look! You got her all scared, talking about her sweet teen pussy like that! Explain to her that we’re gentlemen.”
Dennis cocked his head and took another step towards the couch. “That’s right, Zoe. Bill here’s the real reasonable type of guy. When young women such as yourself maybe need a little assistance, he’s always been able to negotiate to everyone’s … satisfaction.” His hand dropped to her knee, his fingers teased her thigh, reminding Zoe of her own nakedness.
“What…” Zoe started, then continued in a small voice, “What are you going to do to me?”
“Do to you?” Bill exclaimed, doing a circuit around the space, eyes passing over all the objects in the space, examining them, judging them. “Honey, you’ve got it wrong. We’re not going to do anything to you.”
“Oh,” Zoe said.
“It’s what you’re going to do for us.”
“Oh,” Zoe said again, tears building in the corners of her eyes, welling behind her glasses, her gaze glued to the floor. “Look, mister, I don’t want any trouble, I’ll just go get my things and be gone, you won’t ever see–”
“Shut the fuck up,” Bill cut her off as he took a place next to Dennis, his big frame towering over her. “You don’t want trouble? Too bad, you’ve already made trouble when you tried to skip paying rent.” He brushed her tears with his thumb, his skin rough and weathered against Zoe’s soft cheek. His fingers cupped her chin, bringing her face up, making her look at him.
She looked into his eyes. His gaze pierced through her, cruel and demanding. “You want to get out of trouble?” he said, “You open my pants and take my cock out, suck it into your whore mouth.”
Zoe looked back and forth between the two older men. They were both leering at her.
“You should do what he says, sweetie,” Dennis said, “But if you don’t want to…” His hand gripped her knee hard, yanking it to the side, exposing Zoe’s tits. She whimpered.
Pull yourself together, Zoe! she thought, best just to do what they say. Her hands trembled as she reached out — was she really doing this? She watched herself as a spectator — and worked to unzip Bill’s pants. As she grabbed his dick, he grinned lecherously, his greedy look making her shiver.
He was old enough to be her father, Zoe realized. Then that gave her an idea, a way to make this tolerable. “Please, Daddy,” she said, her voice begging, “I’ve been a naughty girl. I just want to make it up to you.”
“Fuck, girl,” Bill said. His hand on her chin guided her mouth to his crotch, and she took his semi-erect shaft between her lips. She began sucking and licking it, feeling him stiffen in her mouth, his dick swelling, growing hot.
“Is that good, Daddy?” Zoe said, coming up for air, “You gonna give me a nice, thick load?”
Bill grunted and said, “Good fucking whore,” as Zoe resumed, worked her way up and down his erection, “Suck that fucking cock, take it deep.”
“We caught you masturbating, honey,” Dennis said, grinning cruelly, “You need daddy’s help to finish off?”
She gave him a doe-eyed look and nodded.
He sat down next to Zoe, pulling her knee onto his lap. His fingers slid down her thigh and, without slowing, right up into her pussy. She gasped around Bill’s cock as Dennis worked his hand into her, each thrust adding another finger, stretching her wide.
Zoe whimpered as her body reacted with pleasure to the rough treatment.
“This slut,” Dennis said, “She fucking loves it.”
“I’m your little whore, daddy,” Zoe said.
“Fuckin hell,” Bill grinned, “Daddy’s gonna get his.” He grabbed Zoe by her hair and yanked her back, pulling her up to stand in front of him, and bent over at the waist, ass in the air. Zoe’s face was inches from Dennis’, and he watched as she went wide-eyed. Bill shoved his cock into her pussy, and she moaned as his thrusting lifted her off the ground.
Dennis stood and pulled out his cock. He guided Zoe’s mouth down, and she began sucking it automatically.
“What a fucking whore,” Bill said, slapping her ass as he fucked her.
“That’s right, I’m your whore, daddy,” Zoe said.
“She fucks like an expert,” Dennis said, “I bet she does this all the time.” He reached around and pinched hard on Zoe’s nipples.
She groaned and bucked uncontrollably, amazed to find her body craving the rough treatment.
“Holy shit,” Bill said, “The little girl’s cumming. Such a slut.” He was panting, his thrusts grew more powerful, more raw, and soon Zoe felt his dick stiffen as he came inside her. She felt his thick, sticky load fill her pussy, and when he finally pulled his cock out, cum dribbled from her crotch and down her legs.
Zoe’s knees were weak, and she collapsed to the ground, Dennis’ cock slipping from her mouth. But he rolled her onto her back, propping her back up against the couch, and knelt down to resume fucking her face. In this position, she had no control, and she gagged and coughed as her landlord shoved his dick down her throat, pounding away at her mouth.
“Fuck,” he grunted, bucking, and Zoe got ready to swallow. But instead he pulled out and let his cock spurt onto her face, his thick spunk spraying on her glasses, cheeks, and chin, dripping down onto her tits.
Dennis stood up, and as the two men put their cocks away, they grinned and looked down at Zoe, laying spent on the ground, covered in their cum.
“Well,” said Bill, “That about covers the back rent. But we still got this month. I’ll be back tomorrow to collect.”
And with that, the two men left.
Zoe stayed where they left her, wondering why the idea of getting fucked by them again so much turned her on. She swirled her fingers in the cum that oozed over her. Soon her hand found its way to her crotch, where she massaged the sticky spunk into pussy. With her other hand, she scooped up cum from her tits and brought it to her mouth, tasting it. She really was a cum whore, she decided, as her thumb flicked her clit, bringing to her climax once again.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/j9vn34/zoes_home_alone_and_naked_what_could_go_wrong_fmm
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