Landlord Confessions: I get balls deep in a slutty student for fixing her door

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Boring background bit first: I’m a landlord who owns multiple properties all rented out as student accommodation for the local university. And it’s the fucking best. I have to deal with a lot of shit but on the bright side, I’m a 37-year-old guy who gets to spend his days surrounded by young hot students who are often grateful when I help fix their problems…

Carrie is an absolute slut. And I don’t say that in a derogatory way as she’d be the first to say it about herself. 20 years old. Readhead. Great tits. One pierced nipple. Sex for him is either a toy or a tool – something to do casually for fun or as a way to get you to want. As far as I’m concerned it’s exactly the right attitude to have!

She was living in one of my student houses and messaged me because she’d somehow broken one of the hinges on her bedroom door. I wasn’t able to get around immediately so arranged a time I’d come round to sort the repair in a few days’ time. She told me she’d probably be out at a lecture since it was going to be in the late morning, but said she was happy for me to let myself in and fix it without her being there. I’m not a creep – I always check first!

On the day it had been arranged I went round to the house and knocked on the door in case anyone else was still in. There was no response so I let myself in and headed straight up to her bedroom, ready to fix the door.

Her door was wide open and Carrie was lying in her bed under the covers wide awake. Even though she’d known I was coming she’d not made any effort to tidy up and her room was a state – clothes all over the place, underwear over the floor including a few very scanty pieces I couldn’t help but admire, and, the thing that drew my attention the most, a dildo sitting completely unhidden on her bedside table. I thought she’d deliberately left it out to either try to embarrass me or shock me. So I thought I’d give her neither and just didn’t respond to it at all, and told her I was going to fix her door.

She thanked me for coming to fix it and asked if I minded if she did some work too. I told her not a problem.

And she picked up the dildo and put it under the covers.

I’d barely even bent down and opened my toolbox when I could hear her clearly start to fuck herself with it just a few feet away from me.

At first, I think she’s just taking the piss and trying to wind me up, so I do my best to ignore it. But soon I can hear the distinctive wet slurping sound that only comes from an excited pussy, and I can see the motion of her hand moving the duvet, and her breathing starts to alter.

“Having fun?” I asked.

“The best way to wake up!” she said with her eyes closed.

“Second best way maybe…” I said.

She opened her eyes and looked at me but didn’t stop moving her hand beneath the covers.

“What’s the best then?” she said, looking like she already knew exactly what I was going to say.

“Someone else doing it for you.”

“Oh yeah? Are you offering?”

“Are you inviting?”

“Depends,” she said, stopping her hand movements for the first time. “Are you going to deduct this repair from my deposit?”

“No,” I replied. It was a snapped hinge. The cost would be tiny. I hadn’t even needed to buy anything new as I always keep spares.

Pleased with my reply, she threw back the duvet to reveal she was naked beneath, the dildo inside her the whole time we’d been talking. She pulled it out and told me to take over.

I stood beside the bed and stuck two of my fingers deep into her pussy. The immediacy took her by surprise. I think she’d been expecting me to get naked first. I relished the look of surprise, feeling it was the first time I’d get ahead of her.

I finger blasted her. Two fingers at first but soon moving to three, sliding in and out of her at speed knuckles deep. She was crazy wet and the slapping and slurping sounds were music to my ears. It was clear she enjoyed the intensity of it, which just made me do it all the harder. She lay back writhing and loving it as my other hand grabbed her teased at her pierced nipple.

Part of me wanted to just make her cum with just my fingers but I was also worried that the whole thing might be over when she finished so rather than take the risk I clumsily dropped my trousers one-handed making her laugh, and spun her around so her legs were hanging over the side of the bed, and her pussy just inches away from my hard cock.

“I wondered if you were going to fuck me,” she said, looking like she knew I absolutely was.

I pulled out my fingers and slammed in my cock.

It was clear she could take it so I didn’t hold back. The first thrust was balls deep. The look on her face was priceless. Surprised. Excited. Hungry.

I pounded her over the side of her bed, getting her legs up over my shoulders.

Her orgasm was enough to push me over the edge. I pulled out and shot up the length of her, the first cum squirt getting as far as hitting her chin. I asked her to clean me up with her mouth and she jokingly told me to fuck off. So instead I wiped down my cock on some of her underwear which was abandoned on the floor by my feet.

Carrie went for a shower and I spent a few minutes replacing the hinge on her door.

I waited for her to finish showering so I could say goodbye. I suggested maybe we could do something again sometime.

She agreed. But that’s another story!

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