[R18+] [FICTION] Rent Free (R-18)

interesting · 08-22-2015, 10:04 PM

"Just a blow, this time," Justine told the pizza delivery man.
"I'll take what I can get... just the you or is your friend also... um... paying?"

His name was Phil, bald, slight gut, black mustache. He had met Justine on a previous delivery run to August Rand. He had not seen her since then. Tonight, she had ordered a pizza to her own apartment. He had come without expectations. He had found two gorgeous women, Justine and another as of yet unnamed older cougar, ready to get on their knees for him. Well, Justine at least.

"Just watching," Gael told him. "Like the other girl, if she wants to join us."
"Other girl?"
"She's resting in the other room..."
"Ok."

Justine started undoing his pants; a moment later, she had wrapped her lips around his shaft and he was indulging in the warmth of her mouth. Gael watched with intent; Justine had spilled the beans about everything. Gael hadn't judged. She had asked if she was comfortable living like this, to which Justine was surprised to say she was (except the for her current infection, which was why she had refused pussy access to Phil). The pizza man didn't even try to hold out; since it was merely about his pleasure, he allowed every sensation to drive him upwards. Justine swallowed all of him, his creamy load down her throat as he held back his moans of pleasure (mindful of not waking the other girl).

"I'd say that clears the air..." he mumbled, after she pulled away.
"Same deal?"
"Oh yeah, baby... no charge for you."
"Thanks."

A satisfied Phil was out the door and almost in the street when he noticed the vehicle parked in front. There was someone in the front seat, driver's side, a woman. She was there when he had arrived; the encounter with Justine and the other woman had lasted no more than fifteen minutes. She hadn't moved. At this time of night, it seemed suspicious. It also made him think of some bad stories August had told him about some of the women who lived here.

He turned back up the stairs, knocking on the door once more. Justine was extremely surprised to see him, but it was Gael who was more interested by what he had to say about the suspicious vehicle and its driver.

Once Phil was gone, Gael seemed to consider her options.

"This is getting... convoluted," she told Justine.
"How so?"
"Your story, your daughter's story, how you both got sick, the extreme sexuality you have both been submitting yourselves to... and that story with the drug gang? And this place?"
"What about this place?"
"You don't know who August Rand is..." Gael stated.
"I know he used to a porn star..."
"Oh! my dear Justine, he's a lot more than that. He may be the last true gentleman of this world."
"What? I don't understand."

Gael decided she needed to take action.

"Listen up, Justine, because I really don't want anything bad to happen to you and your daughter. I think... what you have is unique, quite refreshing in its unconventionality... but it's gonna fall apart if we don't do anything about it."
"Fall apart?"

Gael gave a strong kiss to Justine.

"I'm gonna get dressed and go. When I'm gone, you're probably going to get some visit... turn on the camera, record at least all the conversations."
"The drug gang?"
"Maybe... maybe not... they may... try to rape you, like they did before."

Justine trembled, but not for herself.

"What about Tina?"
"Your deal with them should stand, so hopefully, they won't touch her. Look, they won't show their hand while I'm here. I'll... be close."
"Okay..."

Whatever Gael had in mind, it was happening now.

08-22-2015, 10:04 PM	#32
interesting getDare Succubus Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: Somewhere between here and there, in Quebec, Canada... Posts: 1,662 Blog Entries: 27	Meanwhile Consequences III - Justine, Tina and Gael "Just a blow, this time," Justine told the pizza delivery man. "I'll take what I can get... just the you or is your friend also... um... paying?" His name was Phil, bald, slight gut, black mustache. He had met Justine on a previous delivery run to August Rand. He had not seen her since then. Tonight, she had ordered a pizza to her own apartment. He had come without expectations. He had found two gorgeous women, Justine and another as of yet unnamed older cougar, ready to get on their knees for him. Well, Justine at least. "Just watching," Gael told him. "Like the other girl, if she wants to join us." "Other girl?" "She's resting in the other room..." "Ok." Justine started undoing his pants; a moment later, she had wrapped her lips around his shaft and he was indulging in the warmth of her mouth. Gael watched with intent; Justine had spilled the beans about everything. Gael hadn't judged. She had asked if she was comfortable living like this, to which Justine was surprised to say she was (except the for her current infection, which was why she had refused pussy access to Phil). The pizza man didn't even try to hold out; since it was merely about his pleasure, he allowed every sensation to drive him upwards. Justine swallowed all of him, his creamy load down her throat as he held back his moans of pleasure (mindful of not waking the other girl). "I'd say that clears the air..." he mumbled, after she pulled away. "Same deal?" "Oh yeah, baby... no charge for you." "Thanks." A satisfied Phil was out the door and almost in the street when he noticed the vehicle parked in front. There was someone in the front seat, driver's side, a woman. She was there when he had arrived; the encounter with Justine and the other woman had lasted no more than fifteen minutes. She hadn't moved. At this time of night, it seemed suspicious. It also made him think of some bad stories August had told him about some of the women who lived here. He turned back up the stairs, knocking on the door once more. Justine was extremely surprised to see him, but it was Gael who was more interested by what he had to say about the suspicious vehicle and its driver. Once Phil was gone, Gael seemed to consider her options. "This is getting... convoluted," she told Justine. "How so?" "Your story, your daughter's story, how you both got sick, the extreme sexuality you have both been submitting yourselves to... and that story with the drug gang? And this place?" "What about this place?" "You don't know who August Rand is..." Gael stated. "I know he used to a porn star..." "Oh! my dear Justine, he's a lot more than that. He may be the last true gentleman of this world." "What? I don't understand." Gael decided she needed to take action. "Listen up, Justine, because I really don't want anything bad to happen to you and your daughter. I think... what you have is unique, quite refreshing in its unconventionality... but it's gonna fall apart if we don't do anything about it." "Fall apart?" Gael gave a strong kiss to Justine. "I'm gonna get dressed and go. When I'm gone, you're probably going to get some visit... turn on the camera, record at least all the conversations." "The drug gang?" "Maybe... maybe not... they may... try to rape you, like they did before." Justine trembled, but not for herself. "What about Tina?" "Your deal with them should stand, so hopefully, they won't touch her. Look, they won't show their hand while I'm here. I'll... be close." "Okay..." Whatever Gael had in mind, it was happening now.