Busted by the Landlady

It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon and I had the day off to myself and before long I found myself lounging on the sofa doom scrolling through porn with a joint clamped between my lips as I so often did when I had no other plans. I had just found the perfect vid, a curvy Asian sloppily throating a massive cock, and had worked myself up nicely when there was a knock at the door.

Must be the delivery I thought to myself.

I jumped from the sofa, dropping my phone onto the coffee table and placing the joint into the ashtray next to it as I shuffled into the hall, hooking my trousers up as I went.

The knock came again, more insistent this time, damn the guy was keen.

"Two secs," I called out as I pulled back the deadbolt and thumbed the snib.

I opened the door wide and was greeted by a face I knew all too well.

Shani, my landlady, towered in the doorway, practically filling it with her tall broad frame and casting a shadow of fear over me. Fuck, I had no idea she was coming round or I would never have smoked in the flat.

"Hey dude, how's it going?" she smiled and extended a toned arm, hand gripping my shoulder almost conspiratorially.

"Shani, hey... I wasn't expecting.."

She cut me off briskly but not harshly.

"Yeah, I was just checking something in one of the other flats and thought I'd just pop by."

She made to step into the flat and for one mad moment I thought to block her but then I took another good look. Six foot three, broad shoulders, well defined muscles. I'm not exactly a small guy but Shani was on a different level. Plus she was my landlady, what could I do?

"Had any issues with the water pressure?" she asked as she brushed past me and into the flat.

"Umm nothing I've noticed," I stammered, praying she wouldn't go into the kitchen.

Thankfully she headed straight to the bathroom and I heard her play with the taps, turning all of them on and tinkering with them.

I thanked God the incense I was burning in the hall covered the smell of pot smoke then adopting what I hoped was a neutral facial expression I popped my head round the bathroom door, quietly admiring her beauty for a moment. Muscle mummy was an apt description, tall and well built, natural deep tanned skin with a gorgeous face, slight jaw and cute little nose. I blushed slightly as I guiltily remembered looking up her Instagram one day and blowing a load to her pictures, specifically, one in her workout gear, her ass looking phenomenal. As I stared I noticed a tiny black thong peeking out of her Jeans as Shani bent over to inspected the pipes under the sink

I cleared my throat nervously, "Hey, I uh I don't wanna be rude but, like, will this take long?" I asked quietly.

She turned and gave me a look that was stern and warning, her brown eyes flashing danger.

"Why? Not keeping you, am I?" She asked flatly.

"No, no, nothing like that, it's just..." my mind scrambled for an excuse that might make her leave.

"It's just I have a friend coming over and..."

Shani snapped off the taps as I spoke then interrupted my rambling.

"No worries man, just a quick check in the kitchen."

Before I could protest she swept out the bathroom and into the kitchen which was where I had been lounging.

"Well what do we have here?" I heard Shani's voice drift through the doorway. I hung my head, knowing the game was up and entered behind her.

"Listen," I began "Firstly I want to say I'm sorry but you have to know this is not a regular thing."

"Well regular or not this is unacceptable," she spoke over me crossly. "Not only is this a non-smoking flat, but pot? C'mon man, what am I supposed to do about this?"

Panic filled my chest like cold water and my heart was pounding.

"Shani, I'm sorry. I promise it'll never happen again, please. I'm begging you, don't evict us."

Shani stared at me quietly for what felt like an hour but was likely only a second or two. I was on the verge of dropping to my knees and actually begging when she finally spoke.

"Well I suppose this wasn't any official visit. And you and Jen have been good tenants so far."

A smile crossed her face and I felt a glint of hope that we could get out of this yet.

"I'd be happy to pay a cleaning charge or something." I ventured hopefully, testing the waters.

"Hmm yeah I think we can come to an arrangement." Shani walked over to me, stepping closer than I would have expected and again placed a firm hand on my shoulder.

"Here's the deal, I'll forget all about today and you promise you'll not smoke in the flat anymore."

"Shani, yes that's perfectly ok with me."

She grinned down, her brown eyes flashing.

"I thought you'd agree to that part, there's only one more condition."

"Name it," I practically yelped.

"Suck my cock."

My face fell in shock and disbelief as I took a step back and stammered out, "Wait, sorry I didn't quite catch..."

I trailed off as I watched in rapt awe as Shani swiftly unbuckled her belt and undid her trousers, pulling them down with her little black thong in a single movement.

"Suck. My. Cock" she repeated, emphasizing each word as if I was simple.

I stood mouth agape staring at her semi hard cock, already a mighty size, my mind pictured trying to take it in my mouth the way Jen did for me. I shuddered at the thought.

"Shani, I'm not... I mean... I've never... You know... Sucked..." I trailed off weakly as my eyes remained fixed on her cock. She took a step towards me and put her hand back on my shoulder, this time pressing down with a not unnoticed force.

"I didn't ask if you were a blow job queen" she grunted with an edge of irritation to her voice, "I told you to suck my cock." Her hand pressed firmer on my shoulder but there was a little resistance in me yet.

"Shani, please," I tore my eyes away from her stiffening prick and looked into her eyes. "I've never, I mean I can't..."

She gazed at me with those fiery eyes, burning into me until I felt a weakening, then a snap.

"If I... If I do this then there's no issue?" I spoke in barely a whisper, gazing into her eyes.

Shani grinned ear to ear, knowing she'd won.

"Suck my cock."

I relented to the pressure on my shoulder and sank, defeated, to my knees.

I reached a shaking hand out and delicately gripped her shaft. She was at full mast now and an impressive display it was. Nine inches and thick, too. I realised I had no idea what to do and began to gently stroke her shaft with one hand while kissing her head. I pressed my lips against her dripping tip over and over, building myself up to take it in my mouth. Shani's groans told me she was happy to wait while I adjusted to being a cocksucker. Slowly I poked my tongue out with each kiss, the pecks eventually becoming deep french kisses as my tongue swirled around her tip and my inhibition waned. The taste of her musky, sweaty girlcock filled my mouth and nose, I found myself enjoying the taste more than I had expected, and craving more I took her head between my lips and slipped it into my mouth.

Shani's hand immediately fell to the back of my head and I braced myself, expecting her to attempt to jam all nine inches of herself down my throat.

Instead her hand just stayed there, not pushing, merely holding me in place. I would have sighed for relief were there not a cock in my mouth, and instead began to suck and lick the tip vigorously as Jen often did to tease my head.

Shani grunted her approval, standing perfectly still, she let me do all the work as my lips and tongue danced over her head in imitation of one of my exes, who despised deep oral but could make you cum just by working the tip. I was hoping I could imitate her well enough that I wouldn't have to take all of Shani's cock in my mouth. Unfortunately for me I wasn't that good of a cocksucker. Yet.

The hand that gripped my head exerted a small amount of pressure and I knew I needed to take it deeper. Steeling myself, I took a gasp of air and slid deeper on to Shani's iron rod. I attempted to pause once her entire head was nestled on my tongue but the hand was consistent with its soft force and I took her to the back of my mouth, tip brushing my throat barrier. My mouth filled with drool that slowly dripped out my stretched lips and down her shaft. I glanced up, begging with my eyes, not so deep please, not yet.

I worked my tongue frantically against her cock, spilling more drool and pleading with my eyes.

Her hand relented its pressure and I showed my gratitude by bobbing back and forth, taking her from tip to as deep as I dared and back, over and over while moaning around her cock, as if sucking it made me feel good. Which it didn't of course, I told myself as I attempted to ignore my own stiffening cock and focus on the one in my mouth.

Shani groaned in satisfaction at my handiwork, and I slowed the speed of my bobbing, doubling down with my tongue and taking her slowly now to the back of my mouth and holding it there while my tongue writhed and squirmed around the girthy intruder. I leaned forward again and choked a little as her tip tickled my throat, sending a spam through my cock. Her hand held me still and her cock pressed more instantly at my throat, causing me to splutter and gag more.

But again it was a tease, her grip slackened and I took up to bobbing on her again, though perhaps a little deeper this time.

By now my mouth was positively overflowing with spit which ran freely down Shani's cock and balls and down my own chin in streams, pooling on the floor beneath my knees. I was giving an extra sloppy bj, just how I liked it. It was odd how naturally it had come to suck cock this way, hell to suck cock any way!

My cock pulsed traitorously in my pyjamas and my free hand began to absent-mindedly stroke myself through the thin material, tracing the outline of my now fully hard dick.

I groaned in real pleasure around Shani's meaty cock and sounded identical to moments ago.

We remained locked in this cycle of me sucking til she pushed a little deeper for god knows how long before eventually she pushed the entire tip into my throat and held it there. My eyes rolled back and my tongue slipped forward, caressing the underside of her shaft and coating it in spit. I dribbled uncontrollably as her cock slipped deeper yet. "GLLLUUURRRGGHH.... SSHHLLRRGHH!!!" I moaned as I trembled on my knees, not even sure of what I was trying to say anymore.

Suddenly her cock was pulled out of my mouth entirely and I fell forward onto my hands, gasping for air as spit dripped from my open mouth. Fuck, was it over? But she hadn't..

I glanced up and saw Shani drop into the armchair, grip her soaked girlcock and point it at me. Dutifully, I crawled on my hands and knees to her, took position between her powerful legs, wordlessly took her cock into my lips and began gently sucking on the tip. Shani allowed this for a moment before placing a heavy hand back on my head. Without word or pressure I sank deep onto her, taking as much as I dared before holding it there while my tongue danced.

Shani grunted in pleasure and again I felt her cock twitch a little. I backed up and felt a small dribble of warm liquid pool on my tongue before her questing cock spread it about my mouth and throat. Precum, I thought. Must be doing something right. The thought sent a simultaneous shiver of lust and shame through me and my cock throbbed achingly at the taste. Fuck, all I meant was if she came soon then I could stop sucking her off. Which is definitely what I want. I think.

Shani placed both hands on my head now, guiding my head up and down, controlling entirely the depth, speed and duration of each stroke, using me like a flesh light and all I could do was drool and whimper. Which I did, profusely.

She wasn't brutally face fucking me, however, she was pushing me to my limits, holding me down til my splutters and moans were faint, then pulling me up gasping and pleading. She worked slowly but relentlessly to open up my throat, til I could go from tip to three quarters without struggle. She seemed satisfied with this, and simply used me like this for a good long while, my lips shlucking noisily on her cock, both of us moaning in mind numbed pleasure as I glucked and slurped and my cock trembled and ached against my thin bottoms, pitching an obvious tent.

Complete control of a mouth that was dripping and eager to please and she made the most of it. Several times I tasted her salty precum but each time she slowed down, pulled herself back from the edge and continued her free use of my mouth and throat.

"Fuck, not bad for a first timer," Shani gasped eventually, "I can see you've picked up a thing or two from Jen." My eyes widened and I let out a choked moan as she sunk to my limits and held me there.

"See," she continued casually, "I was here last week and happened to catch a whiff of something and when I knocked Jen let me in and I caught her red handed." She thrust deeper causing me to gag violently before she continued. "I made her the same deal I made you." I gasped in shock and felt her cock surge deeper than ever, sending a flood of thick drool spilling from my lips.

"Well she was reluctant too, real hesitant at first. Offered me a handy, nudes, strip tease. Hell she even offered to play with her toys while I watched. But I told her my price and she got on her knees and blew me."

She paused for a moment, fiery eyes flickering over my messy face, "She was really good, almost had me in the first five. But I slowed her down, took my time."

Shani was thrusting slowly as she spoke, relishing the memory. "I must've fucked that whore's throat for an hour before filling her mouth with cum."

I gurgled pathetically around her thrusting cock, my face burning red with humiliation as I imagined my gorgeous, petite Jen being violated by this monster cock. My lecherous prick strained against my pj's, pulsing dangerously.

Shani moved one hand from my head, the other still holding me firmly in place. She needn't have bothered, I wasn't stopping now. Not when Shani hadn't, uh, finished. Just cause I want this to be over, not because of the burning desire to swallow her cum. Obviously.

She picked up her phone and tapped through it for a second then I heard the camera shutter click. She grinned down at me as I continued as if I'd heard nothing, sucking her with desperation, impatient for her cum. Just so it'd be over, of course.

She tapped the phone a few times before holding it out to me screen forward.

I froze as my eyes absorbed the image she held out to me. It was Jen, on her knees exactly where I was at this moment. Her mascara had run down her face in smeary black trails, her black hair plastered to her pale forehead by sweat and spit, her face covered in sticky white saliva, and her thick, pillowy lips were wrapped around an enormous, tanned cock. Shani tapped the image and I watched as the cock began sliding into Jen's waiting mouth, a look of shocked concern in Jen's eyes. "Burst photo," Shani grunted, matching her speed now to that in the series of images.

"That was about halfway through," she grunted as she pumped into my wet mouth. "Here's the end result." She swiped along and revealed another pic, same position, no cock this time. Jen's face was even more sticky looking now with the addition of several heavy ropes of cum splattered seemingly at random over her pretty, narrow face. Her puffy lips were open, her head tilted back somewhat to show off a mouthful of thick jizz. Her eyes had a combined look of disgust and lust, I could just make out her stiff nipples poking at her cotton t-shirt. Shani tapped again, another burst shot showed Jen closing her mouth and swallowing, staring dead eyed at the cam as she did. Shani swiped again and showed me the last shot, Jen mouth open, cum gone, tongue out. Again the disgusted, pathetic eyes with a hint of something deeper.

Shani put the phone down, gripped me with two hands and went to town on my face. Those shots of Jen seemed to have pushed her to the edge and she fucked my throat, regardless of my chokes and gasps, I regularly tasted small bursts of precum, each causing my prick to throb with confused lust.

"Fuck, man. I'm getting close." Shani gasped loudly. "I'm gonna blow in your fucking mouth, man."

I tried to protest, pulled back while mumbling "No, please, don't make me," (or was it yes please, fill my mouth with hot cum). Either way it came out as incomprehensible, spluttered moans under Shani's assault of my throat. She thrust deep, tensed, gasped deeply, "fuck yes, oh god I'm cummming!" I felt her cock pulse and something fired down my throat, she pulled back until her tip filled my mouth, moaning, pulsing and shooting cum the entire time. I felt my mouth fill with hot, thick jizz; so much it spilled down my throat and ran out my lips and down my chin.

Shani grunted loudly, pulled her still hard python from my sucking lips with a wet pop and continued stroking.

"Mouth open," she moaned and I dropped my jaw and presented my mouth full of jizz to her as she stroked and held up her phone. She groaned and jerked as she fired another three, four... five! thick jets of sticky cum on my face before slowing her strokes.

"Swallow it," she commanded, still holding the phone, its little recording light shining. I close my mouth and swallow, then make a show of my empty mouth.

She grinned and I heard the shutter snap again, then Shani was pulling her trousers up and fastening the belt.

"Well that was fun," she said jovially as she tucked her phone in her pocket and walked into the hall. "I'll see myself out."

I heard the front door open then close as I continued to kneel on the floor, after taste of dick and cum in my mouth, thick ropes cooling on my face and my own rock hard cock leaking a wet patch onto my trousers.

"Fuck," I gasped breathlessly, then fumbled my pyjamas down, my cock leaped out like it was spring loaded, I seized it with two hands and gently caressed myself while softly whimpering.

My phone dinged and I weakly grabbed it with one hand, a photo message from Shani.

I opened it and was greeted by the first photo she had shown me of Jen, on her knees cock in mouth and I groaned pathetically as more photos flooded in, ones she had shown me and others she hadn't. A couple of videos popped through and I watched hypnotised as Jen's mouth was thoroughly used, my cock aching in my hand.

After the videos ended I noticed a few more pics Shani had sent through as I had been watching every video of Jen lick, suck, then throat Shani's massive cock with reluctance that seemed to melt with each passing clip. They new bunch were of me, same position, same background as Jen. Same massive cock between our lips, same spit smeared, dripping faces.

I whimpered and jerked myself, tapping one of the video files, watching Shani's spit soaked python slide in and out of my lips as I stared with... desperation? Lust?

I turned up the audio and listened to myself groaning sluttishly as I sucked cock.

It was too much.

My cock pulsed wildly in my hand and I thrust wildly into my fist. The next video started. Thick ropes splattering my upturned face, my mouth open and full of cum. I could hear myself moaning like a slut, gurgling through a mouthful of cum as I rubbed my cock through the pyjamas.

"OHGODFUCKKK!!!" I cried as I shot the biggest load of my life onto the floor. Burst after burst of hot cum shot from my rod and splattered onto the hardwood.

"The fuck are you doing?" Jen asked incredulously from behind. I jump and turn at the waist, still on my knees, cock still shooting, bumping into her as she had crept up right behind me. My tip rubbed against her nylon stockings and let out a last big spurt to run down her leg as I gently humped her calf with my aching, leaking cock, rubbing cum all over her as I whimpered.

"Jen, we.. we need to talk" I groaned, as she leaned over to kiss me then paused, inspecting my face.

"You've got a little..." she grinned and before I could react she stuck out her tongue and lapped Shani's cum off my face and into her mouth, paused for a second then leaned in to kiss me. I never hesitated, opening my mouth and accepting that sticky kiss greedily, feeling the cum slip between our tongues and slide from mouth to mouth. After a few moments Jen slurperd the cum greedily back into her mouth and pulled away slightly. Already knowing her move, I tilted my head back and opened my mouth wide. Jen pursed her lips and spat the wad into my mouth, straight on to my tongue.

A ding across the room; Jen strokes my face and smiles as I swallow and grin back. She steps away reaching for her phone on the counter. "Shani sent something? Was she here earlier? Pics of something, just download... Wait... What the fuck?"

Her eyes shone with surprised mirth, flitting between the screen and me as she gawped in disbelief.

"I can't believe she got both of us. I can't believe you actually sucked her."

She grinned ear to ear.

"Did you... enjoy it?" she asked cautiously.

I grinned and nodded, searching her face for approval.

She reached down and stroked my face, holding me to her nylons.

"Good boy. She said you would. Now let's clean up this mess."

She dropped to her knees, lowering her face to the pool of cum I'd left on the floor. She stuck out her tongue and lapped at the thick, white cum while staring deep into my eyes.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Jen giggled, then lowered her pursed lips to the splattered cum and slurped noisily, lifted her face and locked eyes with me, her lips smeared with jizz and her tongue gently licking it into her mouth.

Feeling a charge of filthy erotisism spark me to life I leaned forward and kissed the remaining cum from Jen's lips before leaning down with her and licking and slurping at the puddle, our tongues dancing around as we sucked as much as we could into our mouths before meeting together again in a fierce, powerful, sticky kiss.

We made out greedily; greedy for one another, greedy for the thrilling taste of sticky cum, greedy for the feeling of our sticky skin and lips desperately straining with each other. Jen broke away, gasping and stared at me. I took in her sticky face, her desperate, lusty eyes, the rush of blood beneath the skin. "I can't stand it," she gasped, "I need to see it." She stood and quickly walked to her phone, unlocking it, tapping quickly then holding it to her ear.

"Hey, Shani, it's Jen."

A pause, I gaped in wonder, stroking my once again hard cock.

"No, we're all good. I just got those photos you sent."

Another pause.

"Well I found your handiwork where you left it, but the photos are a nice touch. Listen, are you still nearby? I wondered if you'd show me your work in person."

Jess smirked.

"Glad to hear it, we'll be waiting."

She hung up the phone and turned to me. "Shani will be here in 15, and we're gonna have some fun together."

She sashayed over to me and pushed me flat onto my back before standing over me and placing one high heeled foot onto my hairy chest. "You wanna share Shani's big meaty cock with me? Wanna make out around her leaking tip?" she asked in a lusty low voice. I swallowed dryly and nodded. "Yes, Jen. I want to suck Shani's cock with you."

"Good boy," she whispered. "I knew you would."