David Crane: She licked the landlord

His prick pulsed, tempting her to carry on.

But she forced herself to halt, knowing that half a blow-job, like half a fuck, was frustrating.

They would have lots of time later, after she had shown the room to the girl, she knew.

So both Julia and her son, although they had creamed off very well, were still feeling randy.

And this was the household into which Crystal Norris, seeking to escape from her sordid life in Al Gunderson's tenement, came looking for normalcy…

"Oh, it's just what I've been looking for," Crystal enthused, looking around the bedroom that had formerly belonged to Andy.

She had noticed that there was only one other bedroom in the house and hoped that she wasn't inconveniencing the handsome teenaged boy, but she guessed that he must have sleeping quarters arranged in the basement or attic.

Obviously, he had to sleep somewhere – and the truth would have astounded the naive small town girl.

"Can I move in this afternoon?" she asked.

"Of course, Crystal," Julia agreed. Crystal was looking around the room and Julia was looking at Crystal, admiring her shapely, nubile body, the sweet curves not hidden by her demure dress.

"I'm sure we'll get along real good, Mrs. Jenkins," the young girl said.

"Yes, I'm sure we shall – and you must call me Julia, since we're going to be good friends. More, I hope, than just tenant and land lady," Julia said, with a mysterious significance in her tone that escaped the girl.

"Oh, I hope so!" Crystal said.

How different life here was going to be from Gunderson's wretched dwelling, she was thinking.

Which was certainly true – although not quite in the way that the girl imagined it.

Julia's mouth was watering as she gazed at the delectable young blonde girl. Julia loved to eat pussy, but hadn't done a whole lot of it, since she was the sort of lady who usually had her mouth or her pussy full of some man's cock-meat.

"I'll fetch my things after work and move in then – and I'll be able to give you a week's rent in advance, then," Crystal said, figuring that she knew just how to get an advance on her wages from Henry Sylvester.

"That will be fine, honey."

"Okay if I just freshen up now, before I go back to the book store?" Crystal asked.

"Why of course," Julia said.

She was wondering if Crystal would strip off and wash if she stayed there in the room. But she didn't want to ruin things by being too obvious. Giving Crystal a warm smile, she went out.

She closed the door behind her.

But that door had a very large keyhole…

Julia walked away loudly – then she turned and came back very quietly, kneeling down to peer through the keyhole.

A moment later Andy, who had been waiting in the master bedroom, tiptoed down to join his mom.

"Gee, she's a doll, huh?" he whispered.

Julia had no secrets from her son – which would have been silly, considering their living arrangements.

"She makes my tongue stiff," the woman sighed.

Andy grinned and knelt down beside his mother, feeling her ass and tits. She groped his cock-bulge. Side by side, they took turns peering through the keyhole.

They were expecting only to get a look at the cute blonde, naked, as she cleaned up.

But they got to see a lot more than that – and found it very promising for the future.

Crystal hadn't actually intended to freshen up at all.

What she wanted to be left in privacy for was so that she could take her sodden panties off.

She had a pretty good idea that if she went back to the book store, naked under her dress, she would have no trouble at all in getting an advance on her wages from her new boss – and she was looking forward to whatever other advances that scholarly gentleman might make, as well.

Crystal was horny as hell from having Sylvester look up her skirt as she stood on the stepladder.

Now, supposing herself safe from prying eyes, she raised her dress and began to wriggle out of her bikini panties, ass and hips squirming. She removed her panties and held them up, amazed at how full of cunt-juice the crotchband was. The delicate panties felt actually heavy with all the cunt-juice she had spilled into them.

On a sudden impulse, she held the panties to her pretty face, sniffling her own pussy-perfume as she imagined what it would smell like to Sylvester, when he got his handsome, aristocratic face right between her thighs.

Her tongue slid out and she tasted the slimy seepage, purring softly. Why on earth did cuntjuice tantalize her tongue so much?

Why, if anyone could see her, they might think that she was a lesbian or something!

But she was wrong in that supposition.

Because Julia, who was seeing the girl, knew damned well that even the most normal, cock-loving lady could also cherish a snack of hot pussy.

Licking her own panties and imagining sitting on her boss' face, Crystal was getting hotter and hotter. The hand-job she had given herself earlier had only provided mild relief, and now she was as randy as if she hadn't cum in a month.

She had plenty of time left before she was due back at the book store and she decided that it would be fun to give her cunt another frigging – to sort of initiate her new home with a cunt-warming party.

And she was in the mood to make it a leisurely job now, too, unlike the preventive fingerfucking of the morning, taking her time and relishing the sensations.

And, although she was blissfully unaware of the fact, she was also giving her landlady and the landlady's teenaged son a lovely sight to behold.

Crystal stripped down to the buff.

Still thinking that the girl was only going to wash up, Julia and Andy alternated keyhole glances, both lusting for the blonde girl's youthful body.

But instead of going to the sink, Crystal went to the bed and lay down.

"Holy shit! She's gonna finger-fuck herself, Mom!" Andy rasped, his eye jammed to the keyhole.

His mother inhaled sharply and pushed his head out of the way, taking a look, herself.

From that moment on, although both were generous sorts, Julia and Andy were fighting over the keyhole like dogs over a juicy bone as they took turns watching the solitary sexual performance.

And innocent Crystal put on quite a show. She began by feeling up her plump tits, kneading the smooth tit-globes and drawing her fingers up to pluck lovingly at the fat, stiff nipples.

Her ass squirmed around and her thighs opened and closed as she thrashed.

The fact that it had once been his bed and that he had jerked off in it countless times, added to Andy's fascination as he watched. But he wasn't seeing as much as he would have liked, because his equally thrilled mother kept pushing him away from the keyhole to look, herself.

Andy was playing with his mother's pussy sad she was pulling his prick and caressing his balls, but they weren't trying to get each other off, avoiding any steady cum-inducing rhythm. Hand-jobs seemed silly, when they had so many wonderful alternatives available to them.

And now, they were both thinking, maybe they had still another alternative – a pretty young lodger, in whose lovely loins they could take their pleasure.

"Ohhhh – look at this, Mom," Andy groaned, shifting aside, wanting to share the sight.

Julia gazed through the keyhole and gasped. Crystal was cupping her sweet tits in her hands, lifting the tit-mounds and deepening the smooth cleavage. Her blonde head bobbed down and she began to lick at her swollen nipples, then to suck them into her lips and nurse, switching from tit to tit. She was sighing and purring as she enjoyed the gradual build-up of a hand-job in detail.

Julia didn't think she could get any hotter than that sight was making her.