Eviction...part 1, a short story by Eliza. Date added: 2012-08-03. Times viewed: 4934.
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- Intro: Lead in to part 2, sucking, eating cum, 3 horny people
Suz was tired after such a long, steady day. She had known that it would be, so she began it with a pick me up, energizer.
At 5:30a.m. she had woken up to her upbeat music. Loud enough to wake her up, but no one else.
She had rolled out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and straight into the shower. Oooh, what a wake up. The water was safely off, she opened the curtain, stepped out, over to the wall, found the light switch, and flipped it on.
After her quick shower, makeup, and hair, she smiled at herself in the mirror. Mmmmm, this was definitely the absolute best way to wake up. The sheer naughtiness of it.
She hadn't made it out of the bathroom before her smile had changed, to a full, nasty smile.
He thought that she'd be all timid, and shy, and afraid of waking his dad. If he only knew.
She really had needed to move in there. She thought her trusty, lifelong friend Amanda had been paying the apartment rent on the first of every month. Only, the previous month, on the fifteenth, sitting on the white counter, was a red envelope. With both of their names, typed on the front.
Suz had picked it up, wondering as she slid it open just which of Sandies latest lovers, or past, had decided they wanted, both of them. There had been plenty of hints.
As the typed, folded paper slipped out she read a few words, to be stopped, with those two typed words, all in bold caps.
EVICTION NOTICE!
OMG! Both of their names were typed at the top as the renters of Apt. 369. They had taken it, without seeing it, simply for the 69.
It was saying that they had broken a record number of the agreements they had signed, agreeing to uphold.
This is a Christian, singles complex.
1. There will be no fornicating on the premises.
2. There will be no swearing, of any kind, on the premises.
3. There will be peace and quiet on the premises, at all times.
4. Dress code will be strongly enforced. And that was toughest dress code we'd ever seen.
5 - 100.
We were two hot females, with very little money. I had absolutely made certain that we were in an end unit, with a parking space for each of us, at the end, just below us. There was definitely going to be fornicating going on, and every other kind of sex too. It was simply going to be done, discreetly.
Discreetly. Well, we did sign that contract with all honesty. At least, excluding that danged No. 1.
We were to have all of our things removed from the premises by midnight, on the fifth of March. At that time, Apartment Security would be entering to assess. Anything, and everything remaing in that apt. at that time became property of the apartment.
Amanda walked in. Her usual greeting of, hi Suz, just changing, got a guy in my car to fuck. Suck. Lick.
I entered her room, and stopped. She had things everywhere. It was a pig stye. Hmmm, her ass sure did look damned good. Uh oh, I just thought of three, agreements, we had been breaking, daily.
Fornicating. Yes, absolutely, with each other. Oh, uh, well ok, so you know.
Swearing. Who the hell doesn't...ok, clear and evident here too.
Clothing. We wore bras. Only to work. And even there, sometimes not. When we thought no one would be around. Around the apartment we wore camisoles. You know, the two flat pieces of material sewn together at the sides, the ribbon over each shoulder. Well, we were in a club, a few friends really, who had decided to see, and show off how we were doing in the sex department.
White for pure virgin.
Pink dots painted on for each guy we'd kissed. I mean, full, open mouth, wet tongue kiss.
Yellow for touching. They became rainbows: Hands and arms didn't count.
Yellow: Touching. The head. The one on our shoulders...back...chest...hips...thighs...
Red: The male had been touched. Everywhere.
Black / with a pink stripe: We had given a blow job.
Lavender: We had swallowed.
Orange: We had received a blow job.
Red: We had had our pussies fucked. Filled full of creamy cum.
White: We had had our asses fucked.
A thin layer of every color...a number...how many guys...on the same day...at the same time was painted in blocks
I had yellow and red.
Amanda. Well, she went to work, for the money. Every moment off, was with any guy that wanted her. Any way he wanted her.
So, as Amanda slid on a short skirt, pulled out a blouse, and put it on, I told her we were being evicted. Fifteen days. Her hands had fallen to her sides and she was just standing there when, nearly in my ear was a, oh hell, my timings bad.
Jerry. Oh well, hell, what could possibly be worse then Jerry? He was Amandas, stand by man. He didn't know it.
Ask a stupid question...
I just stood looking at Jerry as he stood there and told Amanda, Hey, I closed the apt. door, better button that blouse, or I'll just fuck you right here.
I started giggling. It had all just hit me. Jerry looked at me and asked if I needed slapped, or something. Another giggle, with that smile, and hit it Jerry.
Two down and out girls, hey, he's here. Without looking at Amanda, Jerry stepped forward, pulled my hands behind my back, and stuck his tongue nearly down my throat as he unbuttoned my blouse. His hand grabbed my breast and squeezed as he moved up to my nipple.
We heard Amanda ask if she could join in, as her hands slid over us. A very loud, excited groan came out of Jerrys throat as his mouth lifted from mine and transferred hungrily to Amandas. I stood there, just watching, and listening, and said, out loud, Fuck, you two, what about me?
They nearly tripped and fell as they stopped and stared at me. Amanda asked me if I knew what I had just asked?
I looked at Jerry, he sure looked good all hot and excited, and Amanda. I asked Jerry if he'd like to watch me and Amanda have hot, wet, sex with each other. He was so excited he could barely breathe. So I told him, the answer is, a definite yes. And Jerry...
You know that Amanda talk to each other, right? About, everything? I've heard all about you. What you like. What you want. What you demand.
Jerry was just staring at me. I definitely had his attention.
I slid to my knees. I told Amanda to take her top off, step back to the wall, lean up against the wall, and watch Jerry fuck my mouth. Cum in my mouth. You can both watch me, swallow Jerry's cum, ok?
Jerry had dropped his pants, spread his legs, as he grabbed my head, he told the two of us girls that this was what he'd been dreaming of.
I licked his head as they watched me, which made me incredibly hot, which is when I am most vulnerable. My lips slid back and forth easily on that hard, wet head. A little bit more. A little more.
I knew that Jerry would cum fast, thanks to Amanda over there. Yeessss, his hands grabbed my hair and pulled me forward, his cock filling my mouth, sliding back and forth, as we heard Amanda telling us how nasty we were...how wet she was...oh Jerry, push it deep, she really wants it like that...and I was gagging...and cumming...and my mouth was filling with gooey fluid, salty...I swallowed...
Amanda was leaning in, her tongue was lapping around my lips...Jerry was leaning back against the wall...telling us Sluts, that that was great...just great...
Amanda and I had barely begun kissing, when the doorbell rang. And rang. "This is Security. Open the door."
We all grabbed clothes, I had mine on first, Jerry went in the bathroom and Amanda to her room as I ran my hands through my hair to straighten it. I opened the door and really must have looked a mess. Both men, SECURITY, stamped across their chests, just looked at me, and then I was asked if I was alright. Looking at that, word, I told them that I was very sorry, my hand lightly on my head, my eyes squinting, saying that I had been in bed when they knocked. I'd had such a terrible headache, Amanda and Jerry had brought me up here. Oh, is there a problem?
No, no, we're very sorry about bothering you. You just go back to bed, and rest.
Amanda had stepped next to me, put her arm around me, thanked Security and told them she'd get me right back into bed.
The door closed and we ran to the bedroom with our hands over our mouths as we began laughing.
Jerry came to the bedroom door and told us that he'd better get out while he could, and we heard the door close.
Amanda grabbed me, and we spent the next few hours pleasuring each other, over and over. After all, it was dinner time.
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