The Arrangement - Sex Stories

The Arrangement

... smile licked at Daniel’s lips. “No, no…I can’t.” “That tight little virgin ass of yours might be worth free rent.” Closing her eyes, Ruth uttered, “Take it.” Her lips trembled. “Do it now, before I change my mind.” “With pleasure. I’m going to enjoy this.” Grabbing a pillow to hug, Ruth raised her ass in the air. She shuddered as fingers stroked her tightly closed bud. With juices from her dripping cunt lubricating the taught skin, Daniel eased his middle finger inside her opening. He worked it, wetting it, opening it wider, easing more fingers inside. The intrusion felt alien but not unpleasant. Panting excitedly, Daniel moved up behind her. Something new pressed against Ruth’s opening. It pushed, hard, forcing its way inside her with burning friction. Grunting softly, Daniel slowly sank his cock inside Ruth’s snuggest hole. “Oh yes, you’re so tight, so fucking tight.” Ruth gripped the pillow. Her ass was on fire, her pussy throbbing. The initial penetration was slow and gently. The fucking after that was anything but. Grasping her hips tightly, fingernails digging into her flesh, Daniel slammed his cock into Ruth’s virgin ass, hard and fast, over and over. He ravished her, taking everything, and Ruth fucking loved it! She was in heaven. There was no other way to describe it. She gave in to the filthy, sleazy moment, bucking and thrashing as she climaxed again, this time, taking Daniel with her. Loud grunts preceded his ejaculation, then his body tensed and jolted as he ...

... spurted inside her ass. Ruth barely noticed. Her own orgasm consumed her, but she found the mental strength not to let her pleasure show. If Daniel wanted to be lord and master, she’d better play along. “Oh ow…please stop now, please,” she cried, most convincingly. She hurt a little, yes, but the sex hadn’t been as uncomfortable as she’d expected. In truth, she’d thoroughly enjoyed it. Daniel withdrew. Sitting back on his haunches, he peeled off the condom, proudly showing Ruth the copious, sticky, white contents. “I haven’t come that hard for a while,” he panted, wiping the sweat from his brow. “That was something.” “Worth free rent?” she asked coldly. “I get this once a week, you know that?” “Yes. The agreement?” Daniel leered at her. “No-one else gets your ass, or any other piece of you. Clear?” “And I live here for nothing?” “Well, I wouldn’t call it nothing.” She arched an eyebrow, “You know what I mean.” “Yes. No contract, of course. It’s all done on trust.” “I trust you.” “Then we have a deal.” Daniel rummaged in his jacket pocket, his hand emerging with the keys. “Yours, I believe,” he smiled. “We’re going to have fun together Ruth. Lots of fun.” When Daniel headed for the bathroom, Ruth flopped onto her back, her arms outspread. She’d done it, the apartment was hers. No imminent threat of homelessness, no horrid commute on the underground or loudmouthed partying flatmates. Even her hours at the bar could be reduced. A little at least. And the price of security? Sex with ...