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Lecherous Landlord
(m/f, i/r, n/c)
by
Black Demon

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Old Fred Taylor, or 'Old Man Fred' as the neighbors referred to him, had 
just celebrated his 83rd birthday the past weekend.  Endured would 
probably be a better term than that of celebrated, for there was really 
nothing special about that day except to remind Fred that he was getting 
close to the century mark.  Standing at a mere 5'1 in stature, quite 
obese and nearly bald, everyone in the neighborhood snickered at him. 


In the construction business his entire life, Fred's work and knowledge 
had been quite good but he never got into any supervisory position while 
working for a firm.  With his unbearable personality, always pissing 
people off, he was always passed over when a supervisory position came 
open as there was no way he could manage subordinates.   Fed up with it 
all, Fred managed to get his general contractor's license and then took 
on small or part-time jobs to make ends meet.  With his lack of 
personality, he even lost some jobs though he was sure he had been the 
low bidder.

Fortunately for Fred, his brother who was just his total opposite, had 
done well in his own business and had a lot of investment property in 
California and Florida.  With his well-off brother retired in Florida 
and taking pity on his financial status or the lack there of, Fred was 
given the job of handling the remodeling and renting of a two story, 
eighteen unit apartment building.  The plan was for Fred to slowly work 
on it, reducing the number of units down to twelve by making each unit 
larger and plusher.  It was to be gated for security and above average 
in both interior and exterior appearance.

In exchange for his work and his acting as the property manager of the 
complex, Fred would be given a large unit to live in rent free.  With 
his brother not interested much in the ins and outs of the daily 
construction status, it was all left up to Fred, making it very easy for 
him to pull off his devious scheme.

Fred had it meticulously arranged to have two back to back units vacant 
at one time to do the remodeling himself.  He had made a few laborer 
friends while working, all belligerent and obnoxious as he was, and 
those fellows he'd hire off and on to do some of the remodeling.  But he 
did not want them involved in knowing too much about the remodeling, as 
his ulterior motives were far from being legal.  Even the plans that he 
had sent to his brother in Florida were not the true plans, not 
revealing all the changes he had made to it.

With the remodeling to make the units bigger and plusher, reducing the 
number of units down by a third, Fred had accomplished his sinister 
goal.  Unknown to all the tenants occupying the units, nor his brother 
who owned it, a 3 foot hallway now ran down the center of the building 
for the private use of the lecherous Fred Taylor.  Now, instead of one 
entrance into the unit, there were two.

The tenants were not aware of the second entrance, the one located at 
the back wall of the bedroom closet. With his unit being the largest, 
the center unit that was remodeled by combining an upstairs and 
downstairs unit, each of the secret doors was within seconds from his 
apartment.  Fred, of course, had his own private doors to the interior 
hallways of both floors, doorways that the old geezer would use daily to 
satisfy his lustful needs.

Electronics being a pastime hobby, Fred had made it a point to keep up 
with all the gadgets and gizmos that came onto the market.  When a 
couple of the new 'Spy Tech' shops opened in the city, Fred was one of 
the first to pay them a visit and learn of what was available to satisfy 
his needs.  With the remodeling, lots of new wiring was required, 
connecting all the cameras hidden in the vents to Fred unit where he had 
numerous monitors in his 'playroom'.  He particularly enjoyed watching 
the lovely wives undress or when they were making love with there spouses.

As the complex was privately owned, Fred could do all the screening of 
the applicants and reject those that did not qualify.  Passing himself 
off as the landlord, everyone thought he was the owner of the property, 
not just the resident manager.  He was never short of applicants as Fred 
kept the rent quite affordable and below that of comparable units in the 
nearby area.  To qualify for a unit, the unwritten requirements were 
only kept in Fred's evil mind.  Those unwritten requirements were: 1) 
married couples only; 2) below the age of 40; and most of all 3) the 
wife had to be quite attractive.

Fred's wife, Jane, was fifteen years younger than he was and still 
working at the grocery store that she had worked at for over 25 years. 
A perfect match for her lecherous husband, Jane was also fat and 
unattractive, preferring to keep on working at the grocery store as 
she'd end up as a maid at the apartment complex if she stayed home with 
her husband.  At home, she merely watched television in her separate 
bedroom while Fred locked himself away in his electronic 'playroom'.

With all the x-rated movies that Fred collected, along with his ogling 
the beautiful women tenants, Jane was happy that her lecherous husband 
was preoccupied and not paying any attention to her.  Their sex live had 
been over for many a year and she could care less about him jerking off 
to the sight of a pretty young thing.  Better than him putting his pudgy 
old hands on her.  She hated all of this, what little money they had, 
her lecherous husband spent it all on porno movies or electronic gadgets 
for his playroom.

Jane had no craving for sex at all, happy that Fred kept himself busy in 
his playroom or whatever he did down the interior hallways that he had 
added.  Jane suspected that her leach of husband must have peepholes in 
the walls to spy on the young wives as they showered or changed.   So 
long as he did not demand sex from her, Jane didn't care what her 
husband did to entertain himself.

With basically all the young couples having both spouses employed, due 
to ambition in buying their own home and to keep up with the high cost 
of living in the area, it was easy for Fred to find that type of couple 
that matched his requirements.  Each morning, Fred would watch one or 
more of the young beauties shower to go to work.  Selecting at least one 
new beauty each morning to spy upon, and a different unit to enter once 
the occupants had left for work, Fred was then treated to a warm pair of 
panties to inhale its sweet fragrance and to jerk off with.

For this morning, Fred had chosen to spy upon the young wife that had 
just moved in with her husband the other day.  She was a young Asian 
beauty, named Trina Fujiwara, that had listed on her application as 
'model'.   Her husband, Taro 'Ted' since moving to the U.S., was in the 
computer technology field that had recently fallen upon hard times.

Fred learned that the Fujiwaras had been renting at the upscale Sherwood 
Arms but the Mister had recently lost his job due to downsizing at the 
company he was at and had to take a lower paying job with another firm. 
  With both husband and wife wanting to keep their green cards, they 
desperately needed to have decent paying jobs to afford the life style 
they enjoyed.  The Missus was sure a beauty and obvious why she was in 
the modeling career.

Fred had to nurse a raging hardon ever since the moment he laid his eyes 
upon the succulent beauty and had been determined to have them sign on 
as tenants.  To do so, he had thrown in the unheard of two months free 
rent sweetner and the young couple jumped at it.  Although Mrs. Fujiwara 
was a fashion model, Fred had never seen such a lovely beauty who 
appeared so innocent and naīve.  'Damn, I just gotta get into this sweet 
little bitch's panties!' he had muttered to himself.

Never before had Fred done anything beyond watching the unsuspecting 
beauties from the hidden cameras, or jerking off with their panties 
wrapped around his wrinkled old dick.  'Shit, what are they going to do 
with me even if I do get caught!  Eighty-three fuck'n years old 
.......................what the fuck!' he concluded at the thought of the potential 
consequences of being arrested for 'raping' the sexy little beauty. 
'What the fuck ...........if I can get in her panties, so what if she yells 
'rape' and they throw the key away on me!  Ain't got much to live for 
anyway!' he concluded.

At 25 years of age, married for just over a year, Trina had been happy 
to make the move with her husband to the United States.  She had started 
her modeling career in Japan and had been readily accepted in the 
fashion world at a top agency on the west coast.  With so many Asians in 
California, Trina immediately became a hit with the various catalogs 
aimed at the local Asian market, her beautiful face and figure gracing 
the cover of many a magazine.

Having made it to the top in the field in such a short time was amazing 
to everyone, including Trina.  She enjoyed the work and could not 
believe how lucrative fashion modeling could be.  She loved being in the 
United States, with her husband, and dreamed of owning their own home 
out in the suburbs.  The ultimate plan was for them to raise a family 
there and travel about the beautiful country.

Trina did not take anything for granted, always working hard to please 
those she was modeling for.  With the downsizing of her husband's firm 
forcing him to take a much lesser paying job, it was important that she 
do well so they could make all their dreams and hopes come true.  It was 
no wonder that she became the #1 Asian model in the west coast.  But 
now, Trina had just become #1 on a list that no woman wanted to be a 
part of, that being the list of Fred Taylor's wish list ......................of women 
that he planned to possess!

Standing at 5'4", 115 lbs. with long silky black hair, Trina had the 
perfect modeling figure of 33-24-32.  Embarrassed at times upon being 
'hit' on by Caucasian men, Trina politely put them off, showing them her 
sparkling diamond ring and wedding band, telling them that she had to 
refuse as she was happily married.  She always made the men feel good 
though, thanking them for the offer and even apologizing in saying that 
'If I was single, I'd definitely take you up on it!'

Shortly after signing up the young beauty and her husband as tenants to 
the complex, Fred had stumbled upon a magazine at the newsstand with the 
lovely Trina Fujiwara gracing the front cover.  Purchasing the magazine, 
Fred took it home to glean over the contents, finding the lovely beauty 
modeling various outfits for a famous designer's new summer line.  She 
looked so beautiful, so immaculate, just as he recalled in meeting her 
that very first day at the small manager's office that he maintained at 
the apartment complex.

With the large close-up of her beautiful face on the cover, her pink 
lips shiny from its glossy coat of lipstick, Fred wished that those 
lovely lips would part to admit his wrinkled old cock that he had just 
plopped down onto the cover.  Looking down at the photo of the young 
beauty, with his cock just at the edge of her lips, Fred twitched and 
immediately sent of stream of his pent-up jizz across the face and up to 
the hair of the beauty on the cover.

Mind set, throwing caution to the wind, Fred was determine to possess 
the lovely beauty for himself.  Rape or not, but more likely it'd have 
to be rape, Fred was going to get into her panties.  He'd never raped a 
woman before, though he thought and fantasized about it frequently, Fred 
had never been able to build up the nerve to bring his fantasy to life. 
  During his lifetime, he had many a woman, quite a variety in fact but 
they had not come cheap ....................always having to pay full bore for a 
prostitute to serve his needs.

Though she felt a bit uncomfortable around the aging owner and caretaker 
of the apartment complex, feeling as if his beady eyes were always 
stripping her naked, Trina dismissed the thought since the fellow was in 
his eighties and probably had no interest in the opposite sex at this 
point.  But the apartment unit was too good to pass up for the price and 
the two months free rent meant the sooner she and her husband could 
afford to purchase a decent place in this pricey neighborhood.

It had been an exhausting weekend for Trina, completing the move and 
getting things unpacked so everything would be in order once again. 
Getting up with the sunrise, Trina then went about preparing breakfast 
for her husband since he had to leave for work earlier than she did. 
Not having to report in till 9 a.m. today, Trina could take her time 
with a cool refreshing shower once Taro had left.

Watching the monitor that was trained on the bedroom of the Fujiwara's 
unit, Fred smiled as he observed the lovely beauty enter in a short robe 
that was belted around her trim little waist.  Seeing that she was 
headed into the bathroom, Fred flicked the switch to the camera located 
in the ceiling vent of bath, as well as the 'record button of the video 
recorder.  He watched intently as the lovely beauty tested the water 
till it was of her liking.

Fred sucked in his breath as the lovely young wife untied the belt of 
her robe to reveal the short nightie she had worn to bed.  Then that 
nightie was been lifted, revealing the perfectly shaped twin mounds 
capped with their pinkish/brown little buds.  Next, the lacy white 
panties were being pushed down over those trim hips of hers to reveal 
the lovely nest of soft black curls to his lusting eyes.  Getting his 
cock out of his pants, Fred began to pull on his wrinkled old pud that 
was beginning to stir back to life.

Seeing the lovely beauty in the buff as she showered her petite body, 
Fred pumped furiously at his slowly rejuvenating manhood, smiling as it 
grew to nearly six inches in length.  It was the biggest hardon he'd had 
in years and this sexy beauty seemed to add that extra spice to a point 
that he was already leaking with excitement.  Nearly at a bursting 
point, Fred had to stop immediately or he'd shoot his load right then 
and there.  Heart pounding as he managed to compose himself in time, 
Fred anxiously awaited to have the young wife leave her unit so that he 
could enter from his secret entrance.

Fred watched as the lovely young wife dressed rather conservatively in a 
long-sleeved blouse, skirt and 3" heels as if she was going to work in 
the bank.  He supposed that she must get tired of getting in and out of 
those fancy clothes that she modeled for the catalogs.  Peering out of 
the window, watching as the lovely Mrs. Trina Fujiwara got into her car 
and drive out of the parking lot, Fred waited another minute just to be 
certain she had not forgotten anything and came back.  Then, out into 
his secret passageway, Fred unbolted the sturdy locks keeping the closet 
wall in place and entered the Fujiwara's apartment.

Making his way out of the closet, into the bedroom, Fred picked up her 
nightie that was lying upon the bed.  Fingering the soft garment, he 
then returned it to the bed.  Making his way into the bathroom, he 
opened up the hamper to find the prize he was after.  Withdrawing the 
pair of lacy white panties that the lovely beauty had been wearing just 
minutes ago, he held up and draped it upon his face.  First inhaling her 
sweet fragrance, Fred then open his mouth to clamp it over the still 
warm crotch area and began to suck the flavoring from it.

Cock once again at full attention in his pants, Fred unzipped himself to 
relieve the tension.  Taking the pair of lacy panties, he wrapped the 
silky garment over his manhood.  Immediately his cock twitched from the 
excitement and Fred clamped a hand over the panties to begin fisting 
himself.  Standing over the toilet, he wanked himself.  Feeling his cock 
about to explode, body shuddering with pleasure, his hand slipped forward.

Instead of unleashing his sticky load into the safety of the toilet, his 
entire load now lay in the crotch of the silky garment.  Heart beating 
in fear of it being discovered, Fred grabbed some toilet paper and wiped 
up much of the mess from the crotchband.  Dumping the sticky tissues 
into the toilet, he flushed away most of the telltale evidence.  What 
remained would dry eventually and hopefully not be detected.

About to get more tissue to wipe up his cum soaked cock that was rapidly 
deflating, Fred smiled and quickly shuffled over into the bedroom with 
his dick hanging out.  Opening the middle dresser drawer, he found what 
he was looking for, the undergarment drawer of the lovely young wife. 
Taking the pair of pink panties that lay atop the stack of neatly folded 
undergarments, he opened it up and wrapped the inside of the crotch over 
his still oozing cock.  Folding the garment back up, he returned it to 
the top of the stack like he had found it.

The next morning at the same time, Fred watched as the innocent young 
wife kissed her husband goodbye, then proceed into the bedroom where she 
opened up her garment drawer to pull out the pair of pink panties that 
lay on the top.  Once she entered the bathroom, old man Fred pulled out 
his pud and began to wank on it.  'God, she's so fuck'n beautiful!  I 
just gotta get my nuts off in that sexy bitch, if that's the last fuck'n 
thing I ever do!' he muttered to himself.

Jerking himself as she extended one leg to towel it dry, then the other, 
Fred was about cum in the tissues that covered his cockhead.  Then she 
stepped out of the shower stall, hung up her towel and reached over for 
her pair of pink panties.  Fred watched intently as the beauty stepped 
into the garment and drew them up her sexy legs.  Then, with her panties 
pulled up into place, the thought of his up dried crusty seed soiling 
her sugar bush had Fred spurting out his pentup load.

For days on end, Fred had to nurse his hunger for the lovely young wife 
by watching her through the monitors and jerking off with the aid of her 
fresh pair of panties on his face and another wrapped around his 
wrinkled old cock.  Finally an opportunity arose when Fred listened in 
on the conversation between husband and wife as they sat in the living 
room of their apartment.

Apparently the young man was to conduct some training sessions for some 
new computer applications up in the northwest offices and would be 
leaving on Thursday morning and getting back early Friday evening.  The 
young beauty expressed her disappointment in the way their schedules had 
turned out for the week as she had Friday off but that she had a weekend 
photo shoot scheduled.  But for the eavesdropping landlord, the 
scheduling couldn't have been more opportune.

Having kept tabs on the young beauty's schedule, Fred found that she 
normally kept to a routine, getting back about 5 p.m. even though 
working in the modeling field.  He was surprised of her having a normal 
schedule but realized that even in the modeling field, some sense of 
order and timeliness was a must.  This basic schedule would certainly 
aid Fred in pulling off his devilish deed.

Calling a nearby caterer, he then ordered appetizers and champagne punch 
for the poolside on Thursday afternoon, to begin at 4:30.  Then he 
printed up a flyer on the poolside party and slipped one under the door 
to each apartment unit.  All expenses would be borne by his absentee 
brother as Fred had told him its necessary to incur such expenses to 
keep the tenants happy in this upscale apartment complex.

The next day, Fred anxiously went to the old downtown area, planning to 
visit the Adult store that he frequented when coming into the area.  But 
this trip's purpose was solely to go to this store where Fred could 
purchase a toy that had caught his fancy on his last visit.  Entering 
the store, Fred immediately headed for the counter display and smiled as 
it was still in stock.  Spending the $30.00 for it was well worth it for 
his devilish plans.

Back at home, in his entertainment room, Fred took the box out of the 
brown paper sack that hid its contents.  Heart pumping as he opened the 
box, Fred slowly withdrew the long black curved item and felt it's 
rubbery texture.  Getting a tape-measure, it was exactly 18" long and 
the base was 6" in diameter.  The tip looked so real, shaped so 
perfectly like the helmet of a cockhead, slit and all where it would 
spurt if the black balls were squeezed.

Wrapping his hand over it, tip in the palm of his hand, he felt the 
bulb-like form.  His own cock twitching with excitement, he wondered if 
the rubbery tip would fit into the innocent beauty's tight little 
snatch.  'We'll, guess I'll find out tomorrow!' he chuckled.  Stroking 
the entire length, feeling her ridges that were formed for the veins, 
Fred took delight at the thought 'One day, sweetie, one day soon!  We'll 
see if you can take all 18" of it!'

Waiting and watching for the young beauty's car to pull up into the 
parking lot the next afternoon, with her unit being very close to the 
poolside, Fred hoped that this expense was not incurred in vain.  Then 
he observed her blue BMW across the street about to make a left turn 
into the parking lot.  Telling a couple of the women tenants that now 
driving in was Mrs. Trina Fujiwara, the most recent tenant, Fred asked 
if they would mind calling her over to introduce her around.  In doing 
this, Fred felt that it would not appear that he was coming on too 
strong to the innocent young beauty.

Rushing over to the table, he grabbed a glass of the champagne punch to 
take over to the lovely beauty once she entered the pool area where the 
appetizers and champagne punch were being served.  Looking about, making 
sure no one was watching him, Fred dropped in the potent 'roofie'.  Once 
she entered and was shaking hands with the women who had called her 
over, Fred casually walked over and handed her the spiked drink, 
greeting her "Oh, so nice of you to join us, Mrs. Fujiwara!  A glass of 
champagne punch for the lovely lady!"

Already knowing the answer, Fred inquired if her husband would be 
joining them soon.  Fred smiled as he heard her respond "Oh, my husband 
can't make this one!  He's tied up on business right now!"  Though she 
was naīve and innocent, Fred noticed that she deliberately did not 
reveal the fact that she was all alone this evening, in a sense 
preventing anyone from hitting on her.  'This little sweetie is learning 
the ropes quickly!  But I'm one step ahead of you, honey!' Fred gleamed.

Allowing the two women to introduce the sexy young beauty to the other 
guests, Fred made sure that the caterer had things under control before 
he slipped out of sight.  Back in his unit, he peered out of his window, 
watching as the unsuspecting beauty slowly sipped at her potent drink. 
Now taking the time to eye up his prey, his cock twitched in seeing how 
beautiful she looked in her white blouse, black skirt and 3" black 
heels.

He was glad that she was taking her time on consuming her drink, giving 
her time to meet a feel people before feeling its effects.  Fred felt a 
shiver of excitement course throughout his body as he witnessed the 
lovely beauty finish the contents of her spiked punch.  Then she 
accepted a regular drink from the caterer who came to refill their 
glasses.  'Soon, my little beauty, very soon!' he said to himself.

Seeing the young wife raise her hand up to her forehead, Fred knew that 
she was now feeling the full effects of the 'roofie' that he had slipped 
into her drink.  He continued watching as she now set down the recent 
refill from the caterer and graceful said her goodbyes quickly.  Exiting 
the pool area, hand on her forehead, Fred watched as she walked towards 
her apartment unit.  Rushing into his 'playroom', he gazed up at the 
monitors that he had turned on as soon as he had gotten back.

Double checking to see that all recorders were on to tape everything in 
the living room, bedroom and bath, Fred gloated in knowing that his 
conquest of the lovely Mrs. Trina Fujiwara would be all be captured on 
tape.  The monitor on the living room captured the opening of the front 
door as the sweet little thing entered what was supposedly the privacy 
of her apartment unit.  Hand to her head, Fred realized that she was now 
feeling the full effects of the potent drug.

Entering the bedroom on wobbly legs, Fred watched intently as the young 
wife pulled the blouse from her skirt and began to unbutton it. 
Managing to take her blouse off, the young innocent beauty could no long 
fight off the effects of the 'roofie' as she just made it to the side of 
the bed and fell forward face first onto it.  Fred smiled as he observed 
the prone beauty, now clad only in her lacy white bra, black skirt, hose 
and heels.  Cock rising in his pants, Fred looked forward to having the 
pleasure of undressing the drugged wife.

Waiting five minutes, seeing no movement upon the bed, Fred began to 
prepare for action as he stripped off his clothing.  Cock stiff and 
ready, he looked at the prone beauty one last time on the monitor, 
fisting his throbbing cock in anticipation of what was soon to come. 
Then out into his secret passage and down to the unit of the innocent 
young wife.  At the hidden doorway, Fred picked up the giant dildo and 
camera equipment that he had stored there in preparation for the big event.

Out from the closet he emerged, then carefully leaned out of the closet 
to peer into the bedroom to be certain everything was still a go.  Fred 
smiled widely in seeing the sexy young beauty in the exact same position 
he had last seen her on the monitor.  Having watched her finish all of 
the spiked drink and knowing its effect, Fred had no doubt that the 
innocent beauty was now totally out of it just by looking at how she was 
sleeping.

But he'd give her several more minutes as he had to set up the two 
tripods, one for video close-ups and the other for his digital camera. 
Once they were all setup, Fred gazed upon the innocent beauty once 
again, stroking his firm and rigid old cock that twitched upon thinking 
'Wonder if my old buddy here's still got it in him or if he's now 
shooting blanks?  Well, buddy ...............there's only one way to find out! 
Damn, it'd be something to knock up this pretty little thing!'

Reaching up, Fred unbuttoned and unzipped the back of her black skirt, 
then pulled it down over her trim hips.  Slowly, cherishing the task of 
undressing the young beauty, he drew the skirt down her shapely legs and 
off her heels.  Then, one heel after the other, he removed them to bare 
her sexy nylon covered feet.  Pressing forward, running his drooling 
cock up against her soles, he left a trail of his slippery pre-cum.  Not 
daring to pump against her sexy feet once again, fearing that it 
certainly be disastrous if he erupted prematurely and ruined everything.

Then he reached up to peel down her pantyhose, baring her creamy thighs 
and legs, letting the nylons fall to the floor.  Next to unfasten the 
clasp to her lacy white bra and to turn the drugged beauty over onto her 
back.  Once that was accomplished, Fred peeled the bra straps off her 
shoulders, then eased the cups off to reveal her perfectly shaped 
titties capped with little chocolate kisses.  Leaning forward, he 
captured a soft nipple in his mouth to suck upon it, tonguing it to 
hardness and then rolling he harden bud in his hungry mouth.  Then it 
was on to pay homage to its twin.

Scooting back down, it was now time to unveil the prized treasure that 
he had been after for weeks.  Pulling the lacy white panties over her 
trim hips, Fred sucked in his breath as he finally got a close-up view 
of the sexy young wife in the buff.  'Ahhh, finally!  So pretty!  So 
much better than on the television screen!' he muttered.  Unable to wait 
any longer, getting between her legs and pushing her thighs apart, he 
dove right in and rubbed his face in her soft curls.

Fred took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet fragrance, fresh for the 
first time rather than what was left behind in her worn panties that had 
served to satisfy him till now.  Delving his tongue out, pushing it into 
her tight little slit, he felt her thigh muscles contract instinctively. 
  Then he began to eat her out as if his life depended upon it, needing 
desperately to satisfy the craving hunger he had been nursing.  He was 
delighted to find her body responding as slick juices were soon oozing 
into his hungry mouth.

Wanting to shove his throbbing cock into the unconscious woman, Fred 
thought that he had to get some photos taken first or he might be too 
pooped once he got his rocks off.  Grabbing the giant dildo, he smiled 
as he put it up against her tight little slit.  Pushing forward, it just 
would not fit.  'My God, she's so tight that it won't fit!  Maybe the 
photos ought to be done later, after all!  Yeah, I'll grease her up 
first!  Besides, I don't want to fuck no stretched out hole, anyway!' he 
concluded.

Spreading her legs wider, shuffling his fat pudgy body up between her 
thighs, Fred smiled as he got himself into position.  Though his cock 
was rather short, actually quite a short-coming to any 'man', it was 
short and round as its owner.  Not as big around as the dildo he had 
bought but bigger in diameter than her husband's.  Feeling how tight she 
was, Fred was proud of the fact that he was obviously bigger than her 
husband in one dimension.

"Yeah, baby ..................you gonna get a fat cock up your twat tonight!  Gonna 
pump ya full of Fred's old goodies!  Let's see if the goodies I got 
stored up for ya are still squirming around!  Let's hope one of those 
buggers can swim long enough to find your precious little egg!  Oh, baby 
........................ya gonna get yourself knocked up by an 83 year old prick!  They 
gonna put us in the fuck'n record books, sweetie!" Fred bragged.

Lying his pudgy body upon the trim beauty, Fred thrust forward.  His 
well-placed cock stretched the beauty, causing a soft moan to emit from 
her lips as his bloated cocked was enveloped within her body.  "Oh, 
baby!  Oh, Mrs. Fujiwara ......................ya getting fucked by an 83 year old 
cock!  Oh, baby ..................you turn me on ................got Fred's old buddy rock 
solid again!  Ain't been this hard and horny for years .............a couple 
decades in fact!" he laughed.

Raising her legs up high, placing them on his forearms, Fred thrust 
forward and began to fuck in and out of the raped beauty.  After a dozen 
strokes, Fred froze, keeping himself totally still for fear of his cock 
unleashing itself at that moment.  He desperately wanted to make this 
fuck last, knowing that it might not be possible for him to get it up 
again for another day or so.

Finally, after a full minute passed, the urge to cum in the unconscious 
beauty waned but Fred remained still to be certain.  Then he began 
sliding his old cock in and out of the raped beauty slowly, wanting to 
make it last as long as possible.  Panting and sweating as he fucked 
her, Fred felt his heart thumping in his chest, this was the most 
strenuous exercise he'd had in years.

At the thought of having a heart attack, Fred just laughed and commented 
out loud "Oh, baby ..........................ya gonna give old Fred a fuck'n heart 
attack with your tight little snatch squeezing me like that!  But that's 
okay!  What a way to go if I keel over right now!"   Laughing even 
louder, he added "Yeah, baby .........................you won't even have to claim that 
I'm the one who raped ya ..........................not when they have to pull my dead 
body off of ya .......................pull my wrinkled old dick out outta your tight 
little snatch!"

"Oh, baby ........................oh, baby ......................old Fred's got a load for ya!  Oh, 
yeah, baby ............................gonna cream in ya .............gonna cum in ya!  Gonna puff 
up that little belly of yours!  Don't worry,  sweetie .......................don't ya 
worry about your modeling job ...........................those catalogs need a pretty 
little thing like you modeling maternity clothes!" Fred chuckled as he 
continued to rape the innocent young wife.

Fred surprised himself in having lasted this long.  Never had he dreamed 
that anything could feel so soft and sexy under him, much less his cock 
lasting as it was in her snug little cunt.  But the urge was getting 
there to blast his rocks off and there was no turning back this time. 
Raising her legs straight up, as he fucked in and out, Fred's wet tongue 
teased her tiny toes to satisfy his foot fetish.  Face buried in her 
soft soles, he moaned and grunted "Oh, fuck ..................................oh, God 
...............................oh, baby ......................here I cum ...............................oh, baby, gonna knock 
ya up good!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

An hour later, Fred looked about, then realized that he was in the 
Fujiwara's rental unit.  Lifting up, he looked down at the drugged 
beauty that he had raped and seeded.  He smiled upon feeling his cock 
twitch in a mushy surrounding, realizing that his now shriveled and 
wrinkled old cock was still in her.  He knew for himself that no matter 
how much he tried, there was just no way to get it up again.

Reaching over to the remote for the digital camera, recalling what would 
be captured in its positioning, Fred knew just where he'd have to be to 
get the shot perfect.  Moving the beauty's head a bit, he got her in the 
center of what would be shot by the camera.  Then he straddled the 
unconscious beauty, dangling his wrinkled cum covered cock over her lips 
and began to snap one shot after the other as he pulled her chin down to 
open her mouth.  Cock inserted to various degrees, Fred snapped away. 
Withdrawing, he then finished off the roll with his cock rubbing about 
her pretty face.

How he wished that he could get it up once again, wanting to get shots 
of him cumming all over her pretty face and silky hair.  But, he'd have 
to save that for another time as it was just not physically possible. 
Besides, he had to get the shots in that he had planned on ahead of 
time.  Reaching down to the floor, Fred grabbed hold of the black dildo 
once again.  Looking down at her raped slit, seeing a bit of his cum 
about to ooze out, he ran the head of the dildo up her slit to grease it 
up some.

Pushing the cockhead end up against her raped slit, Fred found that it 
still would not go in.  Getting between her legs once again, as if to 
fuck her, he used his knees against her soft thighs to have her 
spread-eagled.  With two hands just below the rubber cockhead, he pushed 
hard, then he turned it some like fitting two pieces of pipe together. 
Finally, he forced it in until the thick cockhead was enveloped by her 
now stretched out slit.

Putting her legs back down on the bed, he adjusted the beauty so that 
her feet were planted on the bed with knees bent up in the air.  Taking 
one of her limp hands, he drew it down and placed her hand in the middle 
of the lengthy dildo.  Then he did the same with her other hand.  Next, 
tilting her head back a bit, he pulled at her chin so her mouth opened a 
  bit.  "Ah, perfect!" he announced as he looked down at the scene on 
the bed.

 From the right angle, it would appear that the lovely Trina Fujiwara 
was trying to fuck herself with the thick dildo.  Repositioning the 
digital camera to various spots, he began snapping away with another 
roll of film.  Then he forced the thick dildo in another inch and began 
taking more close ups, with most capturing the beauty's face, making 
unmistakably clear who was in the photo.  "Oh, baby ......................I can't wait 
so show you these photos!  Ya gonna have to start liking to chew on some 
old wrinkled meat if ya don't want to have these photos getting around!" 
he chuckled.

Having watched the beauty each day over the past few weeks, Fred knew 
her habits to a 'T' and went about hanging up her clothing as she would 
have done had she not have been drugged.  He took her heels and placed 
them in the closet where they belonged, then hung her bra up behind the 
bathroom door.  Lifting one leg, he slipped her foot through the leg of 
her lacy white panties, then followed with her other foot.  Up her trim 
legs, he pulled the silky garment then stopped at her thighs as he 
viewed her pubic hair matted down with his now dried cum.

Going to the bathroom, he put he pantyhose in the hamper.  Then he got 
her facecloth and dampened it before going the clean up the mess he had 
made.  Fred washed and scrubbed her sugar bush out, not wanting to leave 
his trail of evidence on her but rather ................in her!  "Oops!" he 
chuckled as he parted her wet bush to pluck the long curly white pubic 
hair that he had left behind.  Once he had her mound cleaned, he then 
proceeded to wipe the telltale evidence from the bedspread.  Done with 
the clean up, he then returned her washcloth to the rack, not bothering 
to rinse it out.

Retrieving her nightgown hanging on a closet hook, he dressed the raped 
young wife as she would have herself.  Pulling down the bedspread, 
rolling her over it, Fred then got her onto her side of the bed.  He 
then drew the extra sheet up over her.  Now, when she awoke in the 
morning, it would appear as if she had gotten home from poolside and 
undressed on her own and gotten into bed.  Looking about, making sure 
everything was in order, Fred began to gather his gear to exit the way 
he had come in.

The next morning, with the sun coming through a crack in the curtains, 
Trina blinked and tried to get her mind focused.  'Oh, my God .....................I 
over slept!' was the first thought that came to mind as she looked at 
the clock showing it was already 10 a.m.  Heart racing, Trina then 
calmed down as she realized 'It's Friday!  I'm not working today!  The 
photo shoot starts tomorrow!'  Breathing a sigh of relief, she wondered 
'What happened to me?  Did I come down with that 24-hour flu virus 
that's being going around lately?'

'Thank goodness I can rest up today!  Ohhhhh .................my entire body 
aches!' she moaned as she tried to get up from the bed.  'Gosh, all I 
can remember is meeting the people at the pool, then feeling bad and 
coming home!  Wow, it sure hit me all of a sudden!' Trina thought as she 
continued to lay back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling.  Finally, 
forcing herself up into a sitting position, she swung her legs over to 
sit on the side of the bed.

Trina touched her skin, cringing at the grimy feeling on her body. 
'Gosh, I need to shower!  Yuck ..................so grimy .........and ..........smelly!' she 
shuddered.  Little did she realize that what she was feeling and 
smelling was the grimy stench of her fat old landlord who had sweated 
like a pig while he labored upon her drugged body.  Standing up finally, 
she cringed at the aching muscles in her thighs as she gingerly made her 
way to the bathroom.

'Life seems to be back on the right track now, especially with Taro 
moving ahead with his new firm and we're beginning to save money towards 
the purchase of our own home!' Trina thought.  For her, modeling jobs 
kept coming, keeping her at the top level of the industry.  Being so 
recognizable these days, the head of the agency where she worked had 
recently cautioned her to be certain that she looked her best out in the 
public, even if just going to the grocery store.

Trina took the caution with heed, having heard some horror stories of 
people at the top of the fashion or entertainment industry.  Recently 
there were sex scandals involving sports figures, television 
personalities, some at the top in private industry and all were 
plastered about in the gossip tabloids.  Thus, she knew that remaining 
on the straight and narrow was a must.  But, Trina had nothing to fear, 
especially with her conservative upbringing and current lifestyle.

The next week, the agency closed early to have an office party to toast 
Trina who now adorned the cover of the #1 glamour magazine in the 
country.  With Trina being the first from the west coast agency to be 
featured on the cover, it was something to celebrate about.  The 
magazines had hit the stands a few days earlier and a large framed 
poster of it would be added to the front wall of the office.  Fame and 
fortune now lay in wait as more and more assignments were sure to come. 
  'Wow!  I can't believe it!  I've really done it!' Trina sighed with 
relief.  But for Trina, she would find the celebration short lived

As the security gate opened, Trina proceeded into the lot to her parking 
space fronting her apartment.  Seeing Mr. Taylor wave at her, she 
politely waved back to the elderly man.  Seeing his rather horrid looks, 
Trina shuddered but smiled in pretense to hide her dislike for the old 
fellow.  She had a terrible feeling about this man, something seemed 
rather sinister about him whenever he looked at her.  She cringed at the 
thought of this man ever putting his pudgy hands upon her.

"Mrs. Fujiwara!  Mrs. Fujiwara!" Trina heard him call out as she reached 
in to get her handbag.  Looking up as the old man shuffled up towards 
her, Trina swallowed, hoping that this would not take very long. 
"Congratulations, Mrs. Fujiwara!  I was out shopping earlier and saw you 
on the cover of that glamour magazine!  I even bought myself a copy!  My 
friends will never believe me when I tell them I know you!  Would you 
......................would you do an old fellow like me a big favor ................so that I 
can show it to my friends .........................autograph the cover for me!  Please! 
  It's right in the office!" he asked of her.

Trina smiled and replied "Sure, I'll be happy to!"  After all, how could 
she refuse this request for her autograph after this old man had 
congratulated her on her success.  Walking alongside the shuffling old 
man, Trina thought 'Gosh, he had better lose some weight so it won't be 
so hard to get around!  He might just have a heart attack one of these 
days!'  Though she really didn't want to accompany this sinister old 
man, Trina decided 'Oh, it's just in your mind, Trina!  He's harmless 
..................after all, he's got to be grandfather's age!'

Knowing what time the young model would be arriving home, Fred had 
purposely stayed nearby, pretending that he was in the process of 
repairing a water pipe.  Keeping the office air conditioned, he opened 
the door and commented "Step right in, Mrs. Fujiwara!  Doesn't it feel 
nice and cool in here?"  Closing the door behind him, he flicked the 
small knob on the doorknob to lock it.  Fred flicked on the light 
switches to light up the florescent lights overhead, but unknown to the 
unsuspecting beauty, he also flicked off the green 'Open' sign and 
turned on the red 'Closed' sign.

Shuffling over to his desk, Fred retrieved the magazine from where he 
had placed it and brought it to the sexy beauty.  Having signed quite a 
few autographed copies of the magazine at the office party, Trina had 
kept the black felt pen in her purse for such an occasion.  Pen in hand, 
wanting to please the old man since he was planning to show it to his 
friends and do some bragging that he knew her, Trina signed it "To my 
dear friend Fred ................I love you!'  Then she signed 'Trina' under it.

Holding up the magazine in his hands, Fred was beaming as the thanked 
the beauty for what she had written.  "Gosh, my old buddies ain't ever 
gonna believe this!  Damn!" he advised.  Looking at the lovely young 
wife, seeing her cap the felt pen and put it back in her purse, he held 
up the magazine while facing her and advised 'Tilt your head a bit to 
the let, my dear!  Yes ..................just perfect ....................just like the magazine 
cover!  Absolutely beautiful!'

Seeing the innocent beauty's face now flush from his patronizing 
comments and turn to leave the office, Fred quickly called out "Oh, just 
a couple more autographs, please!  On these photographs of you!"  Fred 
observed the stunned look on her face as she turned to face him and ask 
"Photographs?"  "Yes .............yes, absolutely stunning photos!  Please 
autograph them ........................before its distributed all over the world! 
You're famous already ......................an autographed copy will be worth a 
fortune!" he replied.

Totally puzzled, Trina looked at the gloating old man and a shiver of 
fear coursed throughout her body.  Seeing that sinister look on her 
face, Trina realized that she was all alone with this awful man, she 
wanted to turn and run from the office.  'Photographs?  But 
..........................they're all kept under lock and key with the agency or the 
studio!' she thought.  Seeing a brown manila envelope being handed to 
her, Trina nervously reached out for the sealed envelope.

Gingerly opening the clasp at the back of the envelope, Trina reached in 
to pull out the 8" x 12" photos that had purposely been placed face down 
so that she would have to take the entire packet out of the envelope 
before viewing them.  As she turned the stack of photos over in her 
hands, Trina gave a loud gasp and dropped the entire packet onto the 
counter before her.  "How ..................how .....................it can't be ...............it can't be 
me!  I ......................I've never done such a disgusting and filthy thing in my 
life!  It ..................it ..................it's a fake!" she stammered out.

"Uh-uh, my little beauty!" old man Fred replied, having slipped behind 
the young wife as she had been stunned by sight of the pornographic 
photo showing what appeared to be herself naked with legs widespread and 
pushing the black dildo into her cunt.  "Remember that day at the 
poolside party and you were feeling all flush and dizzy?  That glass of 
champagne punch I gave you was laced with a 'roofie'!  You heard of that 
.............haven't you, sweetie?" Fred added from behind the stunned and 
frightened woman.

Frozen to the spot, Trina then saw the landlord's hand reach from behind 
her to flip to the next photo.  "Oh, my ...............Godddddd!" she gasped, eyes 
widening in horror as the new photo depicted her with legs widespread, 
hands clasping Mr. Taylor's balding head that was right upon her sex. 
"Oh, Godddddddd!" she sobbed as the third photo was of her with Mr. 
Taylor's wrinkled old cock partially in her mouth.  She could only sob 
in anguish as she viewed the following photo of the pudgy old man upon 
her body, having sex with her.

The sight of the awful photos had her totally unnerved, tears rolling 
down her cheeks, as she stammered out "How .................how much do you want 
for these awful photos!"  She shuddered when the old man put his hands 
upon her upper arms, caressing her through her long-sleeved blouse, and 
heard him reply "I don't want your hard earned money, sweetie!  I just 
want more of what's in the photos!  Only now, you won't be all drugged out!"

Wanting to run out of there rather than submit to the lecherous old 
man's demands, Trina realized that she would be totally disgraced in her 
profession if those photographs ever got out.  Her elderly parents, 
still living in Japan, would be totally disgraced and shunned by their 
friends.  And then, her loving husband ..............what would he do if he 
viewed the photos?  Trina shuddered in revulsion as the pudgy old hands 
moved forward to cup her breasts through her crisp blouse and lacy bra 
beneath it.

Her once crisp and neat blouse was now a wrinkled mess as old Fred 
cupped and squeezed at her, then began to pinch at her in search of her 
now budding nipples.  Trina could only close her eyes in shame, not 
understanding how her nipples could respond to the touch of this awful 
man.  Then her stiffened nipples were being caressed through her 
clothing as the man's thumbs flicked at them.  She willed herself to 
endure this ordeal, frightened of losing everything she had worked for 
as the old man threatened "Imagine how your modeling carrier will go 
down the tubes if the photos become public!"

Fred was excited as never before, enjoying feeling the young beauty 
trembling in fear as he fondled her and hearing her sob, even better 
than when he had drugged her unconscious.  Reaching for the front of her 
blouse, Fred anxious pulled it open, sending buttons flying about the 
floor as he advised "Just give an old man some pleasure and those photos 
will never be seen by anyone!"  Hands in her blouse, inserting them into 
the top of her bra cups, Fred was now cupping her bare titties in the 
palms of his hands and thumbing her stiffened buds.

With the weeping young beauty trembling and weak with fear, Fred's 
strong wiry hands moved up to the top of her shoulders to push her down 
onto her knees as he instructed "Kneel know, sweetie!"  Anxiously, 
having discarded his underwear before awaiting for the young wife to 
arrive home, Fred unzipped his pants and pulled out his old wrinkled 
cock.  Stepping around front, Fred smiled upon hearing the gasp emitted 
by the innocent beauty as she found his wrinkled cock dangling just 
inches from her horrified face.

Trina's stomach churned as she looked at the repulsive sight before her. 
  Never having consciously sucked a cock before, nor even putting her 
face this close to her husband's penis, Trina thought she was going to 
be sick.  Breathing in, her body shuddered in revulsion, brought about 
by the awful stench emanating from the elderly man's filthy crotch. 
Reaching up to push him away at the hips, she tried to turn away but the 
man's wiry hands held her head steady, pulling her even closer to his 
smelly old cock.

Though his cock gave a twitch of excitement, Fred's wrinkled old cock 
didn't grow any, probably because of his daily wanking off into the warm 
panties of some unsuspecting young wife.  It was quite a thrill for him 
in seeing the pretty young wife cringe with disgust as his cock neared 
her face. "Oh, Goddddddd ......................nooooo ..............pleaseeeeee!" he heard her 
sob, feeling her body shudder with disgust as her rubbed his wiry white 
pubic hairs and wrinkled old cock into her pretty face.

'Oh, God ................it smells ...................so awfullllllllll!' Trina shuddered as 
his stiff pubic hair rubbed against her, feeling like brillo pad was 
scrubbing at her face.  'Oh, God ..............he ....................he's rubbing his 
filthy thing on me!' she cringed with disgust.  "Open it!  Open you 
sweet little mouth, honey!" she heard him order from above.  'Oh, no 
......................oh, God .................he ..................he wants me to put it in my mouth!' she 
quivered in horror.

Knowing that she was totally opposed to admitting his cock between her 
lips, Fred jerked back on her hair suddenly. As the young wife was about 
to yelp in pain, he shuffled forward to plug her mouth with his foul 
tasting old cock.  "Oh, yes!  Oh, baby ..........suck it ...................suck it!" he 
moaned as his old prick was now enveloped in her hot wet mouth.  Holding 
tightly onto her long silky hair, Fred pumped his stiffening cock as he 
grew three inches of manhood in her hot wet mouth.

Trina's body shuddered in revulsion, stomach threatening to rebel from 
the disgusting act being forced upon her.  Mouth watering to dilute the 
foul tasting member, it became that much more retched as the now oozing 
cock began to make her mouth sticky from the leaking spend.  Finally, 
the thick cock cock was pulled from her lips.  Not wanting to swallow 
the foul mixture of slime, she let it escape from her lips, down over 
her chin to wet the front of her blouse.

Lifting the stunned and dazed beauty up by the elbow, Fred proceeded to 
strip her of her clothing.  Torn blouse and bra were removed and tossed 
to the floor.  Seconds later, her skirt fell to the floor at her heels. 
  Pushing her onto the bed, removing her heels, Fred got her totally 
naked as he pulled her lacy white panties down over her trim hips and 
off he sexy legs.

Resigning herself to her dreadful fate, Trina forced herself to remain 
still and let her blackmailing landlord satisfy his lust upon her body. 
  But she willed herself not to respond in any way or manner, telling 
herself to just lie there and that it'd be over soon.  Trina told 
herself that she had to endure this horrible ordeal in order to protect 
her family, her husband, and to preserve all that she had worked so hard 
to achieve.

Eyes tightly closed in an attempt to block out what was taking place, 
Trina felt her knees being pushed up and spread wide with her feet on 
the bed.  Though she had seen the photograph earlier, Trina was just not 
prepared for the feeling of the old man's mouth suddenly clamping over 
her sex.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeee .....................arghhhhhhhhhhhh ...................oh, my 
Godddddddddddddd!" she screeched out as the man's tongue began wiggling 
about within her.

Fingers clenching the bedspread tightly, Trina could not help but to 
push down with her feet and arch up into the hungry slurping mouth. 
"Ohhhhh ....................ohhhhh ..............ohhhhhh ...............oh, God .....................oh, 
Goddddddddddddd!" she screamed.  "Oh, God .......................oh, God 
.......................nooooo ...........no .....................oh, God ...............................I'm 
cumminggggggggggggg!  Arghhhhhhhh!" Trina shuddered as her body 
convulsed in a mind-shattering orgasm.

Minutes later, drifting back down to earth, Trina once again arched up 
into the slurping mouth as the man's talented tongue was now flickering 
up against her sensitive clit.  Reaching between her legs, Trina 
clutched the balding head of her old landlord as she clenched her thigh 
muscles together to feed him her sweet juices.  Again, she began to soar 
into the twilight zone, humping up into the old man's face.  "Nooooo 
.............no ................don't let me .................don't let me ...........................cum againnnnnnnnn 
..........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as her body betrayed her will.

Exhausted from two powerful orgasms, one right after the other, Trina 
made no attempt of push off the pudgy old man as he shuffled up into 
position to mount her.  Legs lifted high, Trina felt the thick cock 
being forced into her tight slip as the sweaty old man began to labor 
above her.  She was so thankful that just a dozen or so strokes and old 
man Taylor began grunting and snorting out like a pig, then he wheezed 
and began to spew his pent-up load into her body.

Twenty minutes later, after old man Fred had lifted himself from her 
ravished body, Trina got dressed less her undergarments that were taken 
as souvenirs by the old goat.  She made her way quickly upon the 
sidewalk to the entrance of her apartment, clutching her torn blouse and 
stained blouse over her naked breasts.  She was so glad that none of her 
neighbors were within sight.  Trying to hurry, Trina felt the watery cum 
drooling out of her dripping snatch, down her legs and even into her 
heels.  Though she knew he had shot his cum in her, it felt as if he had 
pissed in her instead as his cum was so watery.

A note for her husband told him that she had too much champagne at the 
office party and asked if he minded that they put off their celebration 
till the next night.  Curled up in bed, Trina felt so disgraced, not for 
the ordeal that had taken place but in the way she had responded then 
'eaten out' by the lecherous old bastard.  Still, she had to admit that 
she had never orgasmed twice in such a short period, nor had anything 
ever felt so good.


End of Story.

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