Paying the Rent: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Paying the Rent: Part 2

Months after James had left Emma after catching her with their landlord, Gregg, James summoned the courage to return to the apartment to retrieve the last of his belongings. The image of Gregg thrusting and ultimately ejaculating between Emma's enormous breasts replayed constantly in James' head. As did Gregg's words from that fateful moment: "I love these big tits" and "I love fucking your big tits," followed by his landlord's roar of pleasure as he covered his (then) girlfriend with ropes of sperm. James had refrained from returning the calls and texts from Emma since that morning. He was too heartbroken. Over the months, Emma had no choice but to continue to let Gregg make love to her large tits as rental payments.

As James pulled into the apartment complex, he noticed Emma's car in the allocated parking space. He groaned as he didn't think he could face her. James then climbed the stairs, walking by Gregg's door on the way. He inserted the key into the door and tried to twist it, but it didn't work. James double-checked that it was the right key and tried again. Nothing. He cursed to himself, wondering why Emma would have changed the lock on their apartment. He sighed deeply before knocking on the door. James waited for a few moments before knocking again. Silence. He cursed to himself again, realising that he would have to make his way down to Gregg's place in an attempt to get into the apartment.

Upon arriving at Gregg's door, James noticed that it wasn't quite ...

... closed properly. He gave a gentle knock and poked his head inside. It was very messy inside Gregg's apartment and had a funny smell, but James saw nobody in the main area. However, he could hear something. It sounded like a deeper male's voice—Gregg's voice. James couldn't help himself. He made his way toward the sound that seemed to be coming out of the bedroom. The moaning was louder now, and there was an accompanying wet, slurping sound. Through a gap in the bedroom door, James' stomach sank once again. Gregg sat naked on the side of the bed, his right hand holding the back of a beautiful brunette's head. It was Emma. She was on her knees in front of Gregg, sucking his penis. James stood transfixed as he witnessed Emma bobbing her mouth up and down Gregg's hard cock while having Gregg's hand push her head down onto him for each mouthful. Emma was still clothed, wearing a khaki dress with shoulder straps displaying considerable cleavage. James also noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were clearly visible poking through the front of the dress.

After what felt like a lifetime, Gregg gently pulled Emma off of his hard prick and called her a "good girl." Emma smiled weakly before getting to her feet.

"Hikaru? Kenichi? Your turn," said Gregg, who was looking over to the corner of the room that wasn't visible to James. To James' surprise, two men came into the frame, making their way towards Emma. They were two Japanese men, and James recognised the older ...