I was pleased with my new tenant. Not only was Leslie hardly around but she was fucking gorgeous. I sneaked glances at her petite little body when she headed out to the gym in the mornings. I fantasized about eating her ass and fucking her with a strap-on. Ever since Claudia and I broke up I was perpetually horny. Sexually frustrated is more like it. I found out Claudia was cheating on me with a guy from work. That’s right, a GUY! What kind of fucking lesbian was she anyway?
I jammed two glasses into the ice chest behind the bar. It was another crazy night at work. I was so sick of making vodka martinis, pouring whiskey shots, and acting like a gave a fuck about people’s problems. Why do people feel the need to tell the bartender their entire life story? But instead of telling them to shut the fuck up like I wished I could, I stood there politely, a fake concerned look on my face, pouring them rounds and gladly taking their money.
I let out an exhausted sigh as the heavy club door closed behind me. It was 2:30 a.m. and my shift was finally over. I stuffed my cash tips in my bra. The money was good and it was the only reason I kept slinging beers and letting horny married men drool over my ass.
I slammed my car door, resting my head back and gripping the steering wheel. I needed pussy. It had been over 3 months since Claudia left and my Rabbit vibrator just wasn’t cutting it anymore. I closed my eyes, imagining a sweet, warm cunt on my face. I licked my full lips and gingerly swirled my tongue around in my mouth, picturing a swollen clit between my teeth. Fuck I was horny.
As I sat there counting my money, I realized something. Leslie hadn’t paid her rent that month. Damn, if she weren’t so fucking cute I would’ve probably evicted her. I’d have to remind her when I got home.
Leslie was usually sleeping when I got off work but that night, I heard the sound of her TV flooding from beneath her door. Was she awake? I tossed my purse on the kitchen counter, pulling the money from my bra. $325 baby, not too bad for a Friday night. Actually, that was enough to cover Leslie’s portion of the rent. I paused for a moment, a naughty thought creeping into my mind. Leslie had something I wanted more than money. Something I needed. My body was begging to be touched and I was dying for some poontang on my tongue.
I smiled to myself and glanced over at Leslie’s closed bedroom door. Would she go for it? Had she ever messed around with a chick? She must have. Every girl had at some point or another, right? I walked closer to her door, pressing my ear against the wood. Her TV was definitely on. I pushed the door open slightly, peeking inside.
My pussy instantly throbbed as I caught a glimpse of her laying, half-naked on the bed. Fuck she had a good body. She was wearing a bra and thong, nothing else. And she was sleeping. I stood in the doorway for a moment, gently rubbing my crotch through my tight shorts. My pussy was fat. No matter how skinny I got, my mound was always full, stuffing my girlfriend’s mouth as she ate me.
I pushed thoughts of Claudia from my mind as I knocked softly on Leslie’s door. Silence. I knocked again, tempted to enter without warning. But then I heard Leslie’s disorientated voice.
“Come in”, she said, sounding half-asleep.
I pushed the rest of the way into the room.
“Hey,” I whispered. “Did I wake you?” I knew I had but was just being polite.
She was clearly flustered. Was it because I’d waken her or because this was the closest we’d ever really been to each other and she just happened to be in her bra and panties?
She tried fruitlessly to fix her messy hair and covered her stomach self-consciously. I wanted to giggle at her awkwardness but didn’t.
“What’s up?” she asked, “Everything okay?”
I moved closer, sitting on the bed. My pussy was dripping now. It’d been too long since I’d gotten this close to such a gorgeous woman. I couldn’t help but wonder if she tasted as good as she smelled.
“Yeah, everything’s fine,” I started. “I just wanted to talk to you about the rent.”
Her face fell and I instantly felt regret. Had I ruined my chances by bringing up money? No. I had to for my plan to work. She didn’t speak so I continued.
“Well, I know some months you’re a little late on paying or you come up a few hundred short.” I looked up at her, trying to read her expression. I nervously fiddled with my tank top. Why the fuck was I nervous? Was I scared of rejection or had it been that long since I’d been intimate with someone other than Claudia?
Finally, Leslie spoke.
“Hey, look, you’re right.” Her voice was strained and full of remorse.
I instantly placed my hand on her knee, trying to simultaneously quiet and calm her.
“It’s fine,” I said reassuringly. “I’m not here to beat you up about money.”
Leslie’s expression changed from one of concern to one of confusion. I kept going.
“I actually had a small proposition for you that might actually help.”
She still didn’t speak. Just sat there, staring at me, waiting for the punchline.
“I need a favor…” I said, trying to keep the smirk from creeping onto my face. I moved to the center of the bed, crossing my legs and sitting directly across from her. She mirrored my movements, crossing her own legs and gripping a pillow to her stomach. I couldn’t help but stare at her perky tits. Her areolas were clearly visible through the thin fabric and I bit my lip, yearning to reach out and touch her.
I took a deep breath and kept talking.
“Ever since you moved in, I can’t stop thinking about…”. My voice trailed off momentarily. I was trying to read her body language but couldn’t quite get a sense of what she was thinking or feeling. “…what you taste like.”
It was out there now. No going back.
I stared into her eyes. Her blank stare made me laugh. She genuinely looked shocked. She was gonna make me work for it and that only turned me on more.
I took the pillow she was clinging to and tossed it aside. I raised myself up on my knees, brushing her dirty blond hair from her shoulders. Her skin felt as warm and soft as I’d imagined. I peeked down at her tiny breasts again. Her nipples were hard and now so were mine. The intensity between us was palpable.
“Wait”, she grabbed my hand before I could touch her body. “What exactly are you saying?”
I grinned. “I’m saying that if you let me eat that sweet virgin pussy of yours, we can call the rent even.” It sounded even better when I said it out loud than it had in my head. Who wouldn’t take that deal?
Leslie looked completely exasperated. She tried to sit up but I grabbed her wrists, holding her in place. She wasn’t giving this a chance.
“Hey now,” I said, trying to calm her down. “I think that’s a pretty good deal,” I said, gently tickling the soft skin on her inner thighs. “Not to mention…”, I continued looking up at her, “I’m really good at eating pussy.”
It wasn’t a lie. I was a master.
She sat motionless, her mind processing my proposition. But she didn’t move. She let me hold her wrists. She didn’t move away as I inched closer. I knew I had her and my stomach fluttered at the thought of her sweet cream on my tongue.
She shook her head, smiling. “I don’t know…”. Her words said she was unsure but her body language let me know she’d already made up her mind.
“Come on,” I said playfully. “Let me just kiss it. One kiss.” I held up a single finger, wiggling it suggestively. I knew that if I could just get my mouth on her, she’d never want me to stop. She’d beg for it.
She kept nodding but no words came out. I brushed the rest of her soft hair behind her shoulders. She was beginning to relax. Her eyes were closed and she was focused on my touch. I leaned closer, whispering in her ear. “I just want to kiss it.” I made sure my breath lingered, the hot air enveloping her ear and trailing down her neck.
She nodded, this time, in agreement. I didn’t hesitate, planting soft kisses along her neck and collar bone. She bent her head back, welcoming my advances. I pinched her tiny nipples through her bra, twirling them firmly between my fingers and my tongue traced the lines of her neck. Leslie’s knees gently fell open as I made my way between them. I felt the heat radiating from between her legs. I knew she was wet for me and my pussy throbbed at the thought.
I moved her soft bra to the side, exposing her perfect round tits. I bent down, taking each nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the erect nub as she whimpered softly. I leaned toward her, lowering her back onto the pillow. I wanted her cunt on my face.
I moved down her body, licking and kissing every inch of skin. I swirled my tongue around her belly button, watching her face intently. I reached underneath her, cupping her gorgeous ass in my hands. She moaned, lifting her own hips up toward the ceiling. I could sense the dampness beneath her thong. She was soaked and I had made her that way. The thought made me drunk with desire and power.
I lowered myself between her legs, my face inches from her ripe mound. I traced the outer edges of her panties with my tongue, yearning for a taste. I pressed my chin and nose into her cunt, inhaling her womanly scent. I licked her through her panties, giving both of us a taste of what was to come. My own pussy was drenched, throbbing with anticipation.
I pushed her underwear aside, revealing a gorgeous, slick pussy. Her lips were thin and pale. Her clit on full display. I stared into her for a moment before bringing her lips to my mouth. I started at her tight asshole, sliding my tongue up her slit before resting on her swollen nub. She tasted fucking phenomenal and I told her so. My words only excited her more as she grabbed at her tits and arched her back, her body begging for more.
I worked her clit with the tip of my tongue, sucking and nibbling it between my teeth. With every movement, she became more aroused. I plunged my tongue into her dripping hole, wanting another mouthful of her sweet, thick cream. We stared at one another over her writhing body. She was holding back, I could tell.
“Fuck my face,” I told her, pulling her body closer.
She instantly obeyed, grinding her hips against my face. Her pussy lips spread wide, leaving streaks of thick juice on my chin and cheeks. I couldn’t get enough. My tongue was everywhere, sucking and licking every inch of her sweet cunt.
I knew what she needed now. I slipped the vibrator from my pocket, turning it on and easily gliding it into her gaping hole. She gasped at the unexpected sensation. It was my favorite vibrator and I was more than willing to share it with her. I continued to suck her clit as I methodically fucked her with the vibrator.
She returned my motions, fucking the toy feverishly. I pressed back, fucking her deep and hard. My tongue was unyielding on her clit. I didn’t give her a moment of relief as I fucked and sucked her into submission. I felt her legs tense around my body and her muscles tighten. She was close. I held my ground, continuing to pound her pussy with the vibrator as I prepared to drink down her thick pussy cream. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Oh yeah, come for me baby,” I begged for her hot load on my face.
I turned the vibrator up to a faster setting as Leslie lost complete control. She cried out in pleasure, her body shaking violently as floods of hot pussy juice poured from her body and down my throat. Leslie’s body twitched as I drank every last drop of her cum with delight. Her body relaxed and I slowly turned down the vibrator, pulling it from her hole. I dropped it on the bed, moving up her body. My face was covered in her slick cream and she happily licked it off.
“I guess I do taste pretty fucking good,” she said playfully.
Did she ever. That was some of the best pussy I’d ever had. We both collapsed on the bed, giggling. It felt good to laugh again. Almost as good as it felt to eat pussy. Leslie’s hands were on me now. All inhibitions were gone.
She grabbed my full breasts and tickled my stomach, her fingers trailing closer and closer to my crotch. She felt my fat mound through my tight shorts. My lips were clearly visible and the fabric was drenched.
I grabbed the vibrator and looked at her playfully.
I worked the vibrator along my pussy with one hand and with the other, pushed Leslie’s head between my legs.
The apartment was gorgeous. Floor to ceiling windows, plank tile flooring, marble countertops, and huge bedrooms. I couldn’t believe my luck. I’d been apartment-hunting for what felt like an eternity when my friend Laura told me she knew a girl who was dying for a roommate. The location was ideal — right down the street from the bar where I worked. The rent was totally manageable and the girl Maria, who I interviewed with, seemed pretty cool. She was also desperate after finding out her girlfriend was cheating on her and abruptly kicking her out on her ass. She needed help with the rent and I needed a place to live.
The interview lasted for all of 5 minutes before Maria handed me a key. She didn’t seem concerned with signing a rental agreement and said we’d “get around to it”. Maria also worked at a bar but nowhere near the apartment. She rode her electric bike to work everyday. Maria reminded me of the “skater” girls I went to high school with. She wore a backwards hat over her thick black hair. Tattoos covered both of her shoulders. She had an athletic build with well-defined arms and a high, tight ass. She didn’t wear make-up but she didn’t need it. She had that soft, clear Latino skin that I’d kill for.
We weren’t in the apartment together often. Her bar was open until 2 a.m. and my shift ended at midnight. By the time Maria got home I was usually fast asleep. We’d see each other in the mornings sometimes on my way to the gym, but only ever made small talk. Leslie asked me if it was weird living with a lesbian. Honestly, I hadn’t even given it a second thought.
One Friday night I had worked overtime, helping the barback refill the kegs and stock the ice cooler. I was beat. I fell into bed, the soft mattress hugging my body and looked over at the clock – 1:26 a.m. Fuck. Getting up tomorrow was totally gonna suck.
I pulled my tank top over my head and slid off my jeans. I sprawled out on the bed in just my underwear and bra, clicking on the TV and mindlessly scrolling through the channels. I landed on an old episode of Friends and felt my eyes growing heavy. My hand was on my stomach, slowly tickling the toned skin. It relaxed me and my body gave way to the wave of exhaustion washing over me.
I was in and out of sleep when I heard a knock on my door. I jerked upward, completely disorientated. The clock read 2:40 a.m. The TV was still on and I rubbed my eyes awake. There was silence. But then again, a gentle knock on my door.
“Come in”, I said, my voice gruff from sleep.
Maria slowly opened the door. She still wore her bartending outfit — a simple combination of a tight black tank top and black spandex shorts. Her full round ass cheeks spilled out the bottom.
“Hey,” she whispered. “Sorry, did I wake you?”
I sat up, suddenly aware that I was half-naked. I draped my hand over my stomach, matting down my tousled hair and shaking my head.
“No, no it’s okay, I was kind of awake,” I grinned. “What’s up? Everything okay?”
I don’t think Maria had been in my room a single time since I moved in. She walked over toward the bed and sat down.
“Yeah, everything’s fine, I just…”, she paused for a moment. “I wanted to talk to you about the rent.”
I sat still, listening. Shit, was she going to raise the rent? I don’t think I could afford anymore than the $900 I was already paying.
“Well, I know some months you’re a little late on paying or you come up a few hundred short.” Maria didn’t make eye contact with me, she stared down at her hands as they fondled the edge of her tank top.
My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. She was right. I didn’t always pay on time and sometimes I was a few hundred short, but I always paid it back.
“Hey, look, you’re right.” I wanted to apologize, but Maria put her hand on my knee and shook her head, stopping me.
“It’s fine,” she said with a warm smile, finally looking up and making eye contact. “I’m not here to beat you up about money.”
Oh? I thought. Then why was she here?
“I actually had a small proposition for you that might actually help.”
I sat silently, intrigued.
“I need a favor…”, Maria said as she moved closer toward the center of the bed, sitting cross legged facing me. Her face was suddenly more serious and amusement flashed in her eyes. I shifted in my spot on the bed, also sitting cross legged. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it to my stomach, wishing I was wearing more than a thin cotton bralette that showed my areolas and a thong.
“Ever since you moved in, I can’t stop thinking about…” Maria stopped, looking up at me with a mischievous smile. I had no idea what she was about to say but a mix of excitement and anxiety filled my stomach.
“…what you taste like.”
I sat motionless, letting her words sink in.
She giggled as a look of confusion spread across my face. She slowly moved the pillow from my stomach and tossed it on the floor. She sat up on her knees, brushing my hair from my shoulders. Her fingers on my skin were electrifying. My nipples pressed against my thin bralette, clearly visible. Her eyes trailed down to my breasts and she bit her lip in excitement.
“Wait..”, I shifted in my seat again, grabbing her wrist and scooting backward a few inches. “What exactly are you saying?”
Maria smiled devilishly. “I’m saying that if you let me eat that sweet virgin pussy of yours, we can call the rent even.”
I was shocked. Was she seriously propositioning me for sex? Was she suggesting trading sex for money? What did she think I was, some kind of hooker? I shook my head and attempted to stand up, but Maria grabbed my wrists, keeping me in place. She wasn’t forceful, just determined.
“Hey now,” she said, that same playful grin on her face. “I think that’s a pretty good deal. Not to mention…”, her hands were on my knees now, slowly tickling the soft skin of my inner thighs. “I’m really good at eating pussy.”
I sat with my mouth slightly open, unsure of exactly how to respond. My cunt throbbed beneath my panties and my nipples were still fully erect. Why were Maria’s words exciting me? Was I seriously considering doing this?
I smiled nervously, settling back down on the bed. I shook my head slowly back and forth.
“I don’t know…”, I said, not really knowing how I planned to end that sentence.
“Come on…” she said teasingly, “Let me just kiss it. One kiss.” She held up her thin, caramel colored finger and for a second, I wondered what it’d feel like sliding into my pussy as her full lips explored my clit.
I shook my head again, not quite resisting the urges I felt but not yet giving in.
Maria brushed the hair from my shoulders again and leaned in closer. She smelled of lavender and citrus. I closed my eyes for a moment, inhaling the scent of her skin. Another tiny wave of heat came over my body — starting at my tits and moving down my stomach, into my crotch. I swallowed hard as her thin, delicate fingers traced the lines of my collar bone.
Her lips were on my ear now.
“I just want to kiss it,” she whispered.
I nodded my head. I was in a trance as her soft lips made contact with my neck. Her soft kisses trailed down my throat and onto my chest. She nibbled and pinched my nipples through my thin top. I let out a tiny moan as my knees fell outward, making room for her in my lap. My pussy was filled with moisture now. I felt my clit throb, begging to be touched.
I didn’t resist as she pushed the cups of my bra to the side, suckling harder on my nipples, letting out her own tiny moans of pleasure. My breath was heavy now — my chest rising and falling under her touch. I laid back on the pillow, completely relaxed — transfixed by her mouth on my body and the tenderness of her touch.
Her kisses moved slowly down my stomach. She tongued my belly button, sliding her smooth hands across my stomach. She reached beneath my body and cupped my bare ass in her hands firmly. I cried out slightly, my cunt swelling with desire. Her lips were at the edge of my underwear. I looked down as Maria traced my pantyline with her tongue. I held the back of her head as her tongue moved down my cotton panties, kissing my pussy folds through the fabric. She buried her nose in my pussy, inhaling deeply. Something about it was completely erotic. Her desire was overwhelming. She wanted my pussy so bad, I couldn’t help but give it to her.
Just when I thought I couldn’t wait another minute, she pushed my underwear to the side and slowly licked from my asshole to my clit in long, purposeful strokes. I could see my cum on her tongue. She happily sucked it down, closing her eyes and relishing in the moment. I watched in amazement as her tongue explored every fold and line of my pussy.
“You taste better than I imagined,” she said from between my legs.
I bit my lip and squeezed my breasts. Her mouth felt unfamiliar and amazing on my body. Her tongue moved in tiny circles around my clit, sucking it between her lips before releasing it. She plunged the tip of her tongue into my hole, pushing up my mound, pressing her thumb against my nub. She slowly and deeply tongue-fucked me, staring intensely into my eyes.
I fought the urge to push down harder on her face. She sensed my movements and grabbed my ass roughly, pulling me down a few inches.
“Fuck my face,” she begged.
Her words sent another wave of desire through my body. I obeyed, grinding my dripping cunt on her face, her tongue buried deep inside my hole. She hungrily feasted on my cum, sucking and pulling my lips and clit into her mouth.
I suddenly felt a sharp vibration enter my body. I didn’t even see a toy in her hand but knew she had slid the shaft of a silky vibrator inside me. The vibrations shook my entire body. She fucked me rhythmically with the toy while her tongue hammered away at my clit. She wasn’t kidding when she said she knew how to eat pussy.
My legs were sprawled out to the side, wanting her to fuck me even deeper and harder. The muscles in my legs and ass tightened as my body grew closer to climaxing. She shoved the toy fast and hard inside my body, stretching the soft walls of my cunt. Her tongue expertly worked my swollen love button. The pressure began to build in my pelvis. My pussy clamped down on the vibrator and my legs began to shake violently against Maria’s body.
“Oh yeah, cum for me baby…”, Maria urged me to release my thick pussy cream on her face between licks and strokes.
I gladly obliged, letting the wave of pleasure overcome my entire body. I cried out as Maria turned up the vibration setting on the toy and sucked my clit into her mouth. Gobs of thick cum poured from my pussy and Maria eagerly swallowed it. My body twitched sporadically as my muscles and nerves relaxed.
I let my body fall open in complete satisfaction and exhaustion. I closed my eyes and arched my back, stretching, surprised by how relaxed and content I felt. Maria slowly crawled up my body. I could see my pussy cream cascaded across her chin. I leaned upward, meeting her body halfway and gently licked my own cum from her face.
I pulled away, looking into her intense brown eyes.
“I guess I do taste pretty fucking good.”
We collapsed onto the bed together in a fit of giggles, my hands exploring her body. She pushed my head downward toward her crotch. Her panties were drenched and I could see the fat folds of her pussy straining beneath her tight shorts.
“My turn,” she whispered, bringing the vibrator back out and running it along the crease of her pants.
I took a deep breath and dove between Maria’s legs, fully prepared for my first taste of delicious Puerto Rican pussy.