Behind on rent [MF] [BDSM]

Samantha put her face in her hands and sighed. “This is really embarrassing. I don’t think I can call him again.”

Samantha and Calvin were already two months behind on rent. Samantha hadnt worked in 3 and a half years, since little Grace had come along Calvin’s job as a security guard had been enough to keep the whole family. But coronavirus meant that Calvin had lost his job a couple of months ago and they were living off their savings, which were dwindling.

Calvin put his hand on his fiancées back and gently rubbed her, trying to give her some reassurance, though he was worried himself. “He was so nice about it last time, I really think that he can give us another month to find the money. One of the places I applied for is going to get back to me and offer me a job I know it. We just have to be patient.”

All Samantha could do was sigh. “Okay I’ll call him.”

She got up and went out in to the garden to make the call.

Calvin knew this was hard on her. Their wedding had been postponed, they had borrowed money, lockdown had been tough. They were getting kind of desperate.

It was 7pm, time for Grace to go to bed. It was tough having a 2 year old but at least the early bed times meant Samantha and Calvin had a few hours for themselves each night. Calvin took her up to bed and got her ready, he read her a story and waited for her to fall asleep before he went back downstairs. When he got back to the front room Samantha was sat on the edge of her seat biting her nail.

“What’s wrong” Calvin asked

Samantha stared at him for a few seconds. “I think he said he will let us off with the rent…if I sleep with him…”

Calvins eyebrows clenched together as he tried to process what he just heard. It took him a few seconds but he got there. “Fucking hell, really?”

“Mmhmm”

“I knew he would try and pull something like this. Fucking prick.”

Samantha shrugged and lay back in her chair.

“What did he say exactly?”

“He said we could work something out then started saying I was beautiful and that he should come round and check on me. Trust me I know what he was getting at.”

“Forget it. Not happening.”

Samantha looked out the window. “Then what are we going to do? We’ve already borrowed money we can’t pay back”

“I don’t know. It will be alright.” Calvin could hear the doubt in his own voice.

They sat in silence in front of the TV that night, both if them pretending they weren’t thinking about the offer from their landlord.

The next day Samantha and Calvin each went about their own business. Samantha took Grace to the park and Calvin stayed in and looked for a job on the computer. When Samantha came home she walked in to the kitchen. Calvin was on the phone.

“Okay, yes. Well thank you for the call. Bye.”

“Who was that?”

“Job. I didn’t get it.”

Samantha embraced her fiancé. They held each other for a while. “I think I’m going to have to call John… Ask him to come round to talk about the rent.”

“No I can’t let you do that. You’re not a fucking prostitute.”

“Listen, it doesn’t have to be a big deal. It will take like half an hour and that’s it, it will be done. We will just forget about it.”

“No I don’t like it. I’m supposed to be protecting you and providing for you. For fuck sake.”

“Listen Calvin, you’ve been working for years providing for all three of us, you’ve done a great job. Let me do this for us. Please.”

“No I’m not having it….”

“Calvin, what else are we going to do? We will be fucking homeless. We can’t do that, not with Grace. Think about it.”

Calvin looked out the window for a minute. Then caved. “Okay, fine. Call him.”

Samantha kissed Calvin on the cheek and left to make the call. She came back 20 mins later. Calvin was occupying himself making lunch for his family.

“Okay it’s sorted…”

Calvin shook his head in defeat.

“…but he has some… conditions.”

“You know, I don’t think I want to know about it. I don’t want to hear it. When is it happening?”

“6 o’clock”

“Today?! Fucking hell he’s eager isn’t he. Is he going to pick you up?”

“He wants to do it here”

“No. Not happening.”

“I don’t want to go to his house. I’d feel more comfortable here.”

Calvin relented. “Okay I suppose that’s fine.”

“I’ll call my dad see if he can have grace tonight.”

“Okay. I don’t want to be here though. I’ll go for a walk or something.”

“Okay.”

Samantha hugged Calvin she thought the less said the better. She kissed him on the lips and helped prepare lunch.

It was 5.45. Calvin heard the front door open and Samantha walked in. She had just came back from her dad’s house and had dropped grace off there for the night.

Calvin stood up and put on his coat. He forced a smile and hugged Samantha.

“I’m sorry you have to do this.”

“Honestly it’s fine. It’s not a big deal really. Just don’t think about it too much.”

“Hmm.”

“Look at me. I love you. This doesn’t change anything.”

“Okay. I’ll be back at 7… I love you too.”

Calvin kissed her then set out on his walk.

Samantha got ready for John’s arrival. She never told Calvin but she actually thought John was quite attractive. He was in his late 40s, only a year younger than her dad, and had streaks of grey in his black hair. He took care of himself too, he wasn’t overly muscley but he was fit and lean. He had a nice tan which his many holidays in Spain afforded him. He was tall, around 6’3, towering over her at 5’5, and his voice was deep and authoritative. Calvin thought he was a creep because he had caught glimpses of him flirting with Samantha who was half his age at 24. She didn’t think he was a creep though she found him charming and sweet. She could never tell Calvin but she had been thinking about what was about to happen all day, in fact she had fantasised about it a few times before. She was actually pretty excited. She had only been with one other person before Calvin and although she loved him she did have some feelings of not making the most of her youth by sleeping around a bit more.

Samantha went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She took the bobble out if her light blonde hair and let it hang over her shoulders. She pouted at herself practicing her sexy look. She touched up her lipstick and gave herself a smile. She went to the bedroom and opened her wardrobe and after a brief scan she found the dress she wanted to wear. A sky blue summer dress with yellow flowers decorating it, it matched the blue she had painted her finger and toenails. She took off her jeans and jumper and pulled the dress on. The bottom of it came up to her mid thigh.

Sam heard the doorbell ring and knew it was time. She went downstairs and opened the door.

John stood there smiling his familiar smile. This was all it took to make Samantha blush.

“Come in” she said with a girlish smile not quite knowing where to look.

John stepped in and closed the door behind him.

“How are you doing? Are you okay?”

He gave her a kiss on the cheek and looked her in the eye. Samantha stood there looking up at him as if waiting for instruction. John leaned down and put his tongue in her mouth.

Samantha stood on her tiptoes as she indulged in the kiss. John looked at her hungrily. He took her hand and led her to the living room. He took off his shoes and sat down on the chair and unbuckled his belt then motioned to Samantha to come to him. She obeyed. She kneeled infront of him and undid the buttons on his trousers. She pulled at the rim and his boxer shorts and pulled them down. This uncovered John’s shaved, semi hard cock which slapped against his thigh. It was fat and long and his balls were big.

Samantha pulled his trousers off his ankles and threw them aside. John spread his legs wider, his cock twitched, it was slowly growing.

John motioned for her to touch it and she obliged. She took his cock in her hand and slowly pulled his smooth foreskin back and forth watching his balls move up and down and feeling his thickness grow in her hand. A slight upward curve was becoming apparent which Samantha liked the look of.

She pulled his dick down towards her face and looked at it. She licked the corners of her mouth then ran her tongue around the swollen head teasing him. She gently started to suck on John’s cock, making eye contact with him when she wasn’t admiring his meaty dick.

It didn’t take long before Samantha was slurping on him and there was a thick layer of saliva coating the top half of John’s pole.

“Take your dress off” John demanded.

Samantha immediately stood up and grabbed the bottom of the dress and pulled it up over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Samantha had small breasts, just a handful. They had grown a bit since pregnancy, and breastfeeding hadn’t changed their perkiness. She had big, soft pink nipples which looked very feminine.

Her waist was thin and tight as were her thighs. She had shapely hips and a soft arse. Her pussy was hidden behind a little white thong which barely covered her shaved lips.

Samantha stood there, being inspected.

John stood up and took his shirt off. “Let’s go upstairs.”

Samantha led the way with him following as he admired her young arse cheeks bounce with every step. His big dick was swinging side to side as he walked. John collected his bag on the way past. As they were walking upstairs John got a glimpse of a dark wet patch in the middle of her thong which made his cock grow in anticipation.

As she walked up stairs Samantha felt her wet pussy lips sliding against each other.

When they reached the bedroom Samantha sat on the bed and watched John walk in. His cock was now fully erect. She couldn’t be sure but she thought it was about 7 and a half inches long. But it was the thickness that really impressed her, that really turned her on.

“Get on your knees” he ordered.

Samantha did and sat back on her heels. John walked to her and placed his thick cock at her lips. She wasted no time in taking it in her mouth and sucking on it, hungrily taking it to the back of her mouth.

John grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her head off his cock then pushed it back down, his cock hitting the back of her throat. Samantha reached behind her and grabbed her ankles tightly, preparing herself for the facefuck she knew was coming. She gave up control of her mouth to John who was thrusting his dick to the back of her mouth causing her to gag. Samantha felt her pussy lips tingle from the rough treatment she shamefully loved.

John yanked her head back leaving two thick strings of spit connecting his wet cock to Samantha’s open mouth. He grabbed the base of his meat and slapped it against her face a few times. She stuck out her tongue and tried to guide it back in to her hungry mouth but John just rubbed it against her cheeks.

“Get on the bed”

She stood up and lay on the bed. Without being asked she pulled her thong off revealing her glistening slit with a small tuft of trimmed hair above it. She pulled her legs up, presenting herself and awaited instruction.

John climbed on top of her and took one of her tits in his mouth and sucked on her pink nipple. He slid his hand down her stomach and ran his finger down her wet slit, parting her lips and pushed it inside her. He slowly fingered her pussy for a few seconds then got up, straddling either side of her shoulders. He widened his legs and lifted up his aching cock letting his big shaven balls hang down at Samantha’s lips. She opened her mouth and took one in, sucking it and rolling it around her mouth with her tongue. John let go of his cock and it rested on her face letting it roll around as she sucked and pulled on his smooth balls.

John stood up pulling it from her mouth, he went over to his bag and reached in. Samantha took this opportunity to slide a finger inside herself and brush her clit. He pulled out some rope and ordered her to the head of the bed.

John took her hands and tied them together above her head to the headboard. He took her ankle and pushed it up to the bedpost and secured it there with rope, then did the same with the other. He stood up and looked at her. She was helpless. Her feet were high and wide above her head, fully spread apart, and she couldn’t move her hands an inch. Her arse was lifted in the air slightly so he had full view of her bald, wet cunt and tight arse hole.

He reached in his bag and took out a blindfold placing it around her head. Then moved his head down and began to flick her clit with his tongue. Samantha’s pussy clenched with the pleasure she was desperate for, even these teasing flicks were enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm.

John drove his tongue deep into her wet pussy and tongue fucked her only stopping to suck on her clit and lips before plunging his tongue in again.

He gave the same treatment to her tight pink arse hole too, licking and probing it.

Samanthas body was writhing when he began to lick from her arse hole to her clit completely soaking the whole area with a slick layer of spit and pussy juice.

“Please fuck me John. Please.”

“You’ll call me sir.”

“Yes sir….please fuck me sir. Put your fucking cock in me.”

John got up and reached in to his bag one more. “You want fucking?”

“Yes, please sir. I’m your little slut. Come and fuck me.”

“You’re a naughty girl” John laughed.

John pulled out a ball gag from his bag, went to the bed and attached it around Samantha’s mouth. She accepted it without protest.

He positioned himself in front of her and slapped his fat cock on her pussy then slowly pushed the tip in. This was enough to make her moan in pleasure, at the anticipation of the fucking she was aching for.

He slid it in further and further with every thrust. Soon he had a steady rhythm, slowly giving her two thirds of his cock. Samantha was moaning behind her ball gag. Her breathing was deep.

John gradually picked up the pace of his thrusts, faster and faster. She moaned in encouragement.

He stopped suddenly and Samantha let out a whimper. He waited a few seconds then drove his full length up her pussy. She moaned deeply and her spit spilled from the sides of her mouth and ran down her cheeks. John fucked her hard, jabbing her G-spot with every thrust. She could feel his heavy balls slapping against her wet arse hole adding to the sensation.

She loved that she was completely at the mercy of his cock. She loved that she was helpless to resist the fucking. She loved how exposed she was.

After a few minutes of being pounded in to the mattress, legs spread wide above her head she felt the warmth building up inside her. She held her breath and waited for her orgasm, her body jolting from the hard fuck she was recieving. She felt it rip through her body spreading out from her pussy to her chest and up her legs. She enjoyed the 15 seconds of pleasure and warmth while still being ravaged by John’s fat cock.

The clenching of Samantha’s orgasming pussy pushed John over the edge and she milked the cum from his full balls. He coated the inside of her with warm cum and didn’t pull out until he felt himself soften inside her.

He watched a small trickle of cum seep out of her slit and run down her arse hole.

Samantha was still writhing in pleasure and moaning into her gag, breathing heavily. He toes above her curling and flexing.

John got up and looked at her still in the throes of pleasure. He gave her a sharp stinging slap on her soft arse cheek and a thick glob of cum poured out. Samantha gave a high pitched squeek and her cunt and arse hole tightened. This made more cum leek out of her wet hole.

Samanthas face was glistening with her own spit which was running down her cheeks and neck.

Calvin checked his watch. It was 7.10. It was time to go home. The past hour or so had been hard as he tried and failed to keep his mind off what was happening in his house.

He got to his house and walked in. He looked in the living room but there was nobody there only Samanthas dress on the floor.

“Samantha!” He shouted but he got no response.

He walked upstairs and opened the bedroom door. He saw his fiance’s thong on the floor as soon as he walked in, then was greeted with the sight of her naked, hands and ankles tied to the headboard. Her freshly fucked pussy was swollen and red and still had cum leaking out.

He walked to her and took her blindfold off. She looked him in the eye, still with her ball gag in, and still cock drunk from her dirty fuck.

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