Sara Part I - Sex Stories

Sara Part I

... hinting at wanting a raise and if she thinks I’ve hired someone else she will pitch a fit at me.” he held up the key to the room and as I went to grab it he pulled it away. “Oh not so fast. You need to pay your rent first.” I was confused. He knew I didn’t have any money. He leered at me and then started to unzip his pants. I watched as he pulled his cock out and leaned back. “Well?” I guess instinct took over and I leaned down and started to stroke his cock while I let my tongue swirl around the tip. I heard him moan softly and then he pushed down on my head. I took him in until I felt his pubic hair on my lips. I enjoyed sucking cock and everyone I went down on had said I was really good at it. My lips started to slide up and down his shaft and I gently held his cum filled balls in my tiny hand. His hand started sliding up and down my back and then he untied my bikini top. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. “MMMM you like that Mr. Piedmont?” he just pushed my moth back down onto his cock. “Shut up and keep sucking my cock Sara. This is going to be your rent from now on. Oh that’s it Sara, pay that fucking rent.” I was sucking and slurping and doing my best to give him the best blow job he has ever had. I felt his body tense up and I sensed that he was close. “Yes! Keep going! Keep going you little slut! I’m going to cum1 I’m going to cum in that slutty fucking mouth!” and he did. His cock pumped load after load into my mouth to the point that it was coming out faster ...

... than I could swallow so it started to drip from the corners of my lips. Finally he was finished and I cleaned the rest of him from my face. He handed me the key and told me to get out. As I closed the door he reminded me that he would be by in a few days for the rent. Over the next few weeks I had cleaned up the apartment and painted it. I found a hot plate and Marg gave me an old toaster oven. Mr. Piedmont would stop by a couple times a week to collect the rent but he never would fuck me. My little pussy would be dripping wet as he shot his load on my face and sometimes on my tits but never once did he try to fuck me. I thought it was odd and one night when he stopped by I decided to ask. It was one of his rare late night visits and as soon as I saw him at the door I got wet. It wasn’t that I found him to be overtly attractive. He was decent looking enough. Not ugly but also not what a typical 14 year old girl would find “hot”. As usual he would come in and have me take his cock out. I was on my knees licking up and down his shaft listening to him call me a slut and a whore (I was really starting to love the way he spoke to me) while I finger fucked myself. He didn’t last too long that night and was soon shooting his cum onto my face and even into my hair. When he was done I leaned back and spread my thighs wide so he could see my glistening hairless cunt. “MMMM Mr. Piedmont? Don’t you wanna fuck me? Don’t you wanna feel this tight little pussy on that hard cock?” he only ...