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By Sexaddikt (sexaddikt@hotmail.com)


Kevin rang the bell of the house in West London. He had been looking for a place to live for weeks, and with a new term at university just about to starting in days he was getting desperate. He had read an ad in the paper that morning, placed by a Mrs. Haywood, advertising a room to rent at this address, and had rung the number straight away. Mrs. Haywood had gone on to give some details of the accommodation explaining that she lived in the house and wanted a lodger for the spare room and invited Kevin over to take a look.

Kevin had really been looking for his own flat, where he would have complete independence. However with the new term around the corner he was happy to take any room at a reasonable price. Additionally the wording of the advert had intrigued him somewhat. It had specified "male only preferably student". This in itself was not unheard of.

Many women living alone wanted a man around the house for extra security, and students were often favoured because they were generally polite and responsible. Yet Kevin could not help but imagine a sexual element to the wording. Like many men of his age (he was 21) he had bored of the emotional game-playing and sexual conservatism of girls his own age, and fantasized frequently about sex with a mature woman. On the train over to the house he had found himself wondering what Mrs. Haywood looked like, and wondering whether she had motives beyond just wanting to make money out of a spare bedroom.

So Kevin's heart was thumping fast when the door was finally opened. Standing there was a woman in her late forties, of medium height, and slightly plump. Her brown hair was shortish but neat, and her eyes a deep brown. She was wearing surprisingly smart clothes, including a long skirt with a slit in it that offered glimpses of her legs, and had put on a little make-up.

Kevin immediately pictured her naked, but recovered his composure enough to greet her. "Hello. I rang earlier. About the room?"

"Of course. You must be Kevin. I'm Sandra Haywood. Please call me Sandra."

Mrs. Haywood or Sandra as Kevin now was to call her extended her hand, and Kevin shook it. She then invited Kevin inside and made light conversation as she led him up the stairs to the room.

In truth it was quite a small and dull little room, but Kevin was now imagining seducing Sandra and wouldn't have cared if the room were a dark cupboard. As she chatted away about the view and the rent and the fact that she hadn't seen her husband for three years, Kevin admired her full breasts and plump arse and hoped his erection wasn't too obvious.

"Well it's yours if you want it," said Sandra eventually, and Kevin gulped before replying.

"Yes, I'll take it," he said with a nervous smile, and Sandra seemed genuinely delighted.

They discussed a few more of the details on the way out and it was agreed that Kevin would move in the following day.

"Oh, one more thing," said Sandra as she opened the front door to let him out. "Do you have a girlfriend, Kevin?"

Kevin was both embarrassed and pleased at this personal question. "Er...no. Well not at the moment. I mean..."

"Sorry to ask," said Sandra with a smile. "It's just that I must insist that no girls stay the night in your room. You can hear everything in this house and it would make me feel very uncomfortable. Not that I mind that kind of thing in itself I hasten to add! It's just that I'm lonely and deprived enough without handsome young men having it away with pretty girls under my own roof!" Sandra then laughed in such a casual and offhand manner that Kevin almost didn't notice what an enormously ambiguous and provocative statement it was that she had just made.

It wasn't until Kevin was on the train back to the hostel where he had been staying that he started to think that Sandra had been dropping hints. He also felt sure that she had noticed him eyeing her figure and had enjoyed the attention. That night he could not get Sandra out of his mind, and he masturbated several times thinking about all the dirty things he wanted to do to her.

He moved in the next day without much fuss and quickly settled into his new home. When university restarted his mind became more occupied with his studies, although he looked forward to coming home each evening to the friendly meal and chat he would have with Sandra, who was sensitive and intelligent company. He particularly enjoyed coming down to the kitchen for breakfast each morning, when Sandra would invariably be dressed in only a white dressing gown that offered him numerous glimpses of her legs and cleavage. On one occasion he came down to find her wearing no more than bath-towel, her pale flesh coated with a thin layer of moisture after a bath. She always appeared at ease around Kevin, and he consequently felt at ease around her. Nevertheless the first two weeks of term passed relatively uneventfully and Kevin wondered if his fantasies would stay just that.

Then one night he came home late after an evening out with friends and quietly let himself into the darkened house. The door to Sandra's bedroom was closed but the light was on and he heard the sound of her television inside. He was surprised to find that his own door was unlocked, even though he always made a point of locking it on his way out. He thought nothing more of it and was undressing for bed when he noticed that one the drawers of the desk was slightly open. In one of the drawers he kept his textbooks and writing materials but in most he kept his pornographic magazines and videos.

Normally he locked the drawers but he remembered that he didn't bother to lock one of them that morning and it was that drawer that was open. Opening it more fully he examined the arrangement of the magazines inside and felt sure that they were in a different order than he had left them. Kevin knew that Sandra had a key to his room, but surely she wouldn't have let herself in and rummaged through the unlocked drawer? And what would she have thought if she had found this selection of porno mags, which depicted only vanilla sex, but were still fully hardcore?

Sandra said nothing at breakfast the next morning and acted no differently than normal, but Kevin decided to conduct an experiment. Over the following few days he deliberately left the drawer open and memorized the exact position and order of the magazines inside. Sure enough they moved. Only slightly, but they definitely moved. There was no doubt about it. His landlady was coming into his room and looking at his porno magazines. It turned him on big-time, the thought of Sandra coming in and thumbing through the images of hardcore sex.

Now feeling daring, Kevin decided to up the stakes still further. Up until now he had kept the kinkiest and most extreme material locked away. But one morning he decided to leave all the drawers unlocked. This meant that if Sandra checked all the drawers, as Kevin suspected she would, she would find dirty magazines and videos specifically dedicated to anal sex, golden showers, and cum-swallowing, as well as plain old vaginal sex. Kevin also owned magazines and videos dedicated to older and mature women, and Sandra would see those also. For Kevin it was an ideal situation. He got to lay all of his cards on the table without having to say a word.

That evening he almost ran home, so anxious was he to see if Sandra had discovered the full extent of his pornography collection. Sandra greeted him normally, and offered to make him a cup of tea while he put his study materials away in his room. He got into his room and checked the drawers. Sure enough all of the magazines had been tampered with, and he noticed that a couple of the videotapes had actually been played and not properly rewound. Of course it was quite conceivable that Sandra had seen the material and been disgusted by it, so Kevin repeated the experiment the next day. Again the extreme magazines and videos had been used. Kevin was now certain that his landlady was a dirty slut, and he felt sure she was ripe for seduction.

The following Friday Kevin came home to find Sandra watching television in the lounge as usual. She was wearing a nightgown and was curled up on the sofa.

"Hello Kevin," she said pleasantly as Kevin entered. "Want to watch a little television with me?"

"Sure," said Kevin and sat down on the sofa next to her.

They watched television and made conversation as they had several times since Kevin had moved in, but this time Kevin made his lustful glances at her body a little more obvious than usual. Sandra seemed to notice and her complexion became visibly flushed. Her bare feet were tucked up alongside her and she squeezed her toes nervously. Sandra had once or twice complained of aching feet, and Kevin had suspected that she might have been fishing for a foot massage. Perhaps now was the time to offer her one.

"Feet aching again, Sandra?" he asked casually.

"Oh, yes," said Sandra with a faint smile. "They do ache a little."

"Would you like a foot massage?" enquired Kevin carelessly. "I've been told I have good hands."

Sandra seemed to catch her breath, but nodded shyly. "Yes please. That would be nice."

She flicked off the television with the remote control and stretched her bare legs out towards Kevin, leaning back into the corner of the sofa for complete comfort. Kevin sat up and faced her, and gently lifted her right foot onto his lap. He then began massaging it slowly and luxuriously, kneading the sole of her foot with his thumbs. Sandra's breathing became a little heavier as she watched him rub her foot erotically.

"You know," said Kevin softly, "they say that every foot massage has a sexual undertone." As soon as he said it Kevin wondered if he had gone too far, particularly when he saw Sandra blush at his words. But then he was glad that he had said it. Now Sandra would either end it now or play along for good. To his delight she moved her left foot against his leg and began slowly rubbing her toes across his thigh. That was the green light as far as Kevin was concerned.

Still gripping her right foot, he lifted it to his mouth and gently kissed her big toe. He kissed each of her other toes and then sent a trail of kisses down her sole and back up to her toes again. He looked at Sandra's face and her eyes were closed, a look of breathless pleasure on her face. Kevin then took her big toe into his mouth.

"Ohhhhhh," murmured Sandra as she felt Kevin's wet, warm mouth engulf her toe. Kevin sucked each toe for a minute or so before lifting up her other foot and performing the same ritual again, until the toes on each of her feet were moist and reddened. Then his mouth began to move from her feet to her ankles and up her pale legs. As he reached her thighs he gently untied the belt of her nightgown and pulled it open. For the first time he saw her body naked, and it was an incredible sight. Her breasts were large and full, with ripe, erect nipples, and clearly visible beneath the dark curls of her public hair were the pink lips of her pussy.

"I want you, Sandra!" said Kevin huskily. "I want to do everything to you!" Sandra's dark eyes were alight with abandon. "Yes, Kevin! You can have me! You can do anything you like to me! I want you to use my body any way you like! I want you to treat me like a slut and fuck me stupid!"

Sandra pulled Kevin to her and they tongues entwined violently as they kissed. Kevin's hand cupped her breast, and she moaned and made a grab for his crotch, fondling his erect cock through his jeans.

Sandra then pulled her lips from his. "Let's go up to my bedroom," she whispered, and they almost ran up the stairs to her room.

Sandra removed her open nightgown, leaving her completely nude, and began tearing off Kevin clothes too. When he too was naked she knelt at his feet and took his erect cock in her hand. She kissed the tip of it gently, then opened her mouth and took the length of it into her mouth. Kevin groaned as his landlady sucked voraciously on his cock. She had probably not sucked any cocks in years, Kevin guessed, but the way her tongue flitted over his knob as she sucked suggested that she had been quite a blowjob queen in her younger days.

Kevin was afraid of cumming before fucking her, so after a few minutes he pulled her too her feet and kissed her again, gripping the cheeks of her fat arse with his hands.

"You can suck my cock again later, slut!" he told her. Then he pushed her onto the bed, which was thankfully a double, and turned her onto her front, and moved her legs until she was on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her and put his head down to face her pussy, which was wetter than he could have hoped for. He pulled her pussy lips apart and delved his tongue deep inside her. She groaned deeply as his tongue explored her soft cunt, withdrawing occasionally to flick over her clitoris. After a few minutes he stopped and pulled her plump buttocks apart. Her arsehole was a reddish-brown and looked like a small rosette.

Inhaling the musky smell deeply, Kevin pushed his face between Sandra's cheeks and licked her sphincter. She whimpered slightly as he moistened her soft arsehole, and then released a deep moan of pleasure as his tongue pushed past the outer tissue and inside her anus.

"Yesssssss!" she sighed, as she felt the young student's wet tongue explore her back passage.

By the time Kevin had finished, both Sandra's cunt and arsehole were moist with his ministrations, and she was more aroused than she could ever remember being her whole life.

"Now I'm going to fuck you, Sandra," said Kevin, stroking his erect cock in readiness, and staring at her.

"Oh yes!" said Sandra, "That's what I want! I want you to fuck me hard!"

She was perfectly positioned on her hands and knees, looking expectantly over her shoulder, and waiting for Kevin's thick cock to screw her. Kevin pushed his thick member against her soft, wet cunt. He paused as the tip pushed inside, then thrust his torso forward and his entire length forced its way into her.

"Ooohhhhhhh, baby!" moaned Sandra. "Yeah, that's so good!"

For almost a full minute Kevin did not move, simply delighting in the feeling of Sandra's cunt swallowing his prick. Then, gripping her by the hips, he slowly began to fuck her, pushing his length in and out of her with firm, deliberate movements.

"Oh yeah," he said as he fucked her. "You've got a great pussy. And you love my cock in your pussy don't you slut?"

"Yes!" replied Sandra urgently. "Your cock feels so good inside me!"

The fucking went on and gradually Kevin was increasing the speed and force of his movements. Her plump arse was wobbling as his body slapped against it, and she was letting out low moans of pleasure with every thrust.

"Yeah, fuck me!" she muttered. "Fuck me hard!"

Encouraged, Kevin moved up another gear, ramming his cock inside her with real force. He could sense that she was approaching orgasm, not least because her breath was becoming shorter and the pitch of her voice higher.

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhh!" was all Sandra could say as the student's thick tool plunged in and out of her hot pussy.

Now Kevin gave it all he had, fucking her so hard her whole body rocked with each thrust.

"Yeah, take it you bitch!" he yelled. "Take my cock!"

The fucking and Kevin's dirty language pushed Sandra over the edge and she let out a scream as the orgasm hit her. "Oooaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

When Sandra's orgasm died down Kevin withdrew his cock from her cunt. She seemed to catch her breath, as if in anticipation of whatever Kevin had in mind for her next. What Kevin had in mind was anal sex.

"I bet a slut likes you loves it up the arse, don't you?" he said, running the tip of his cock between her buttocks.

"Ohhh yes!" she responded with a low moan. "I want your cock up my arse! I want it so badly! Please fuck my arse, baby!"

That was exactly what Kevin was hoping to hear. Sandra remained on her hands and knees as Kevin gripped hr hips, crouched down over her butt and pushed his cock against her tight ring. His cock was still wet from her cunt, and her arsehole still moist with his saliva, so there was no need for lubricant. There was resistance from her sphincter at first his cock was after all quite thick but then eventually it gave way under the pressure and his hard member slid into her rectum.

"Ohhhhhhh Jesus!" cried Sandra, as she felt the young stud's thick cock filling her tight arse. She looked back over her shoulder, and expression of sheer lust upon her face. "Now give it to me darling!" she said. "Fuck my arse as hard as you can!"

Kevin needed no second invitation. Revelling in the pressure Sandra's tight butthole was exerting upon his cock, he steadied himself. Then he began pumping his cock in and out of her in steady, rhythmic strokes.

"Fucking hell, slut!" gasped Kevin as he buggered her. "Your arse is so tight! I bet you just love the feel of a man's cock up your butt don't you, you filthy bitch?"

"Yeah, I love it!" replied Sandra without hesitation. "It feels so fucking good having a cock up my arse! You can fuck me harder, baby! You can fuck my arse as hard as you like!"

Kevin grinned as he continued to pump his cock in and out of her stretched bum-hole. "Are you sure you want it harder, you filthy slut?"

"Yesss!" Sandra answered urgently. "Give it to me as hard as you can! That's how I want it! Show no mercy!"

Kevin tightened his grip on her plump hips and began ramming his cock up her back passage with renewed vigour. His balls slapped against her as every inch of his member was forced in and out of her tight rectum. Sandra was letting out guttural sounds of passion and roughly pushing her arse back to meet each thrust.

"God, yes!" screamed Sandra. "Fuck my shitter! Harder! Use me like the filthy whore I am!"

Kevin was giving it absolutely everything now, the whole bed shaking as his cock drilled up the arse of a woman who was older than his mother. The sweat poured off the both of them as the buggering continued, before Sandra let out a scream as an orgasm hit her, tears rolling down her cheeks with the intensity of the pleasure.

This brought Kevin himself to the brink, so after a few more strokes he pulled his thick cock from her red, considerably distended arsehole. "I'm gonna cum, bitch!" he snarled. "Take my cum in your mouth!"

Sandra quickly turned round, and still on her knees, grabbed his thick, sweaty cock by the root, and plunged it down her throat. She moaned as she tasted her arse and cunt juices on the thick member, and began frantically sucking, bobbing her head back and forth in desperate need of Kevin's cum.

"Yeah, I'm cumming!" moaned Kevin. "Swallow it bitch!"

Sandra moaned as an explosion of thick gooey cum filled her mouth. She swallowed greedily, moaning with bliss, as spurt after spurt streamed down her throat. Finally Kevin's seed had been expended, and Sandra withdrew his aching cock from her mouth, licking and kissing the tip of it tenderly.

They fucked again soon afterwards, Kevin again fucking both her cunt and arsehole before cumming in her mouth. As they rested naked in bed, Kevin realised he hadn't had a chance to have a pee since getting in and with a full bladder he now badly needed to relieve himself, and announced he needed to visit the bathroom as he hauled himself out of bed.

"Can I come with you?" asked Sandra, winking at him provocatively.

Kevin stared back at her. Was she suggesting what he thought she was?

"I've read your dirty magazines and watched your dirty videos Kevin," said Sandra with a confident smile. "I know all the filthy things you're into. Don't tell me you wouldn't like to piss on me you naughty boy."

Kevin was now over his initial shock and more than eager to give Sandra what she evidently wanted. "Okay you dirty bitch," he said, grinning. "Let's go!"

They walked quickly to the bathroom where Sandra wasted no time in crouching down in the bath, ready for a hot golden shower. "Okay baby," she said breathlessly, "give me your piss! I want your piss all over me!"

Kevin stood at the side of the bath and pointed his cock at Sandra's big soft tits. A smooth, warm jet of urine ejected from his knob and splattered over Sandra's breasts.

"Ooooh, yeah!" breathed Sandra, rubbing the hot piss into her erect nipples with one hand and fondling her cunt with the other. "I want you to piss in my mouth too darling!" she then said. "Come on baby! I want to drink your hot piss!"

Kevin just couldn't get over what a hot, filthy slut this woman was. She may have been pushing fifty, but she was a ten times better lover than any girl nearer his own age he had ever met.

Kevin raised his still pissing cock to Sandra's waiting, open mouth, and watched as the urine jetted against her tongue, filling her mouth quickly. She swallowed deeply, now rubbing her clit frantically as yet another orgasm neared.

"Yeah, drink my piss you fucking slut!" snarled Kevin.

Piss still streaming into her mouth, Sandra rocked unsteadily in the bath as the orgasm hit her, swallowing more hot urine as ecstasy ripped through her body. Her groans intermingled with gargles as the piss kept coming, until finally Kevin's bladder was empty.

Having just had the most intense sexual experience of his life, Kevin's cock quickly grew fully erect again. "Okay bitch," he said, "get up and out of the bath, because I want to fuck that arse of yours again."

Sandra eyes blazing with insatiable lust, she quickly complied. Still stinking of Kevin's piss, she rose from the bath, stepped out, and looked at Kevin for instruction. "How do you want me baby?" she enquired.

Kevin didn't answer in words. He simply flipped her round so she was facing the bath, and parted her big, fleshy cheeks. Sandra put one foot on the edge of the bath, thereby both steadying herself and giving her young lover easier access to her anal passage.

Kevin's cock almost hurt with the strength of his erection, despite all the fucking it had already had that evening, and he was desperate to fuck Sandra's shit-hole once more. Pushing it against her dark red anus, his knob forced its way inside, allowing him to slide his thick rod deep inside her.

"Ohhhhh," sighed Sandra, as she felt her backside get filled with hard cock. "Yeah, baby, that's great!" she groaned. "I just love your thick cock up my arse!"

Gripping his mature lover by the hips, Kevin began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her, glorying in the way that her arsehole squeezed his hard member. "Fucking hell, Sandra, you've got a fantastic arsehole for fucking!" he breathed.

"It's yours to fuck baby!" responded Sandra. "It's yours to fuck as hard and deep as often as you like! Come on, give it to me harder!"

Kevin obliged by ramming his cock up Sandra's arse with all his might, their bodies slapping together as Sandra flung her plump buttocks back to meet each thrust.

"Yeah, fuck!" yelled Sandra. "Yeah, that's it! Fuck my shitter! God, I love it!"

"You do love it, don't you, you slut?" said Kevin as he relentlessly buggered her.

"God yes!" answered Sandra, her rectum on fire as Kevin's cock drilled into her. "I can't get enough! I can't get enough of your cock up my arse!"

The fucking and dirty exchanges continued and Kevin soon felt cum rising in his balls. "Time to eat my cum, slut!" he muttered, pulling his cock from Sandra's bottom.

Sandra turned round and knelt down, gripping Kevin's cock and tossing it expertly with her hand, her mouth open and waiting. Kevin let out a groan as the first jet of thick cum spurted into Sandra's waiting mouth. She continued to jerk he ejaculated, before finally he was spent, at which point Sandra swallowed greedily, and sucked the last drops from Kevin's aching member.

They fucked several more times through the night. Sandra had a VCR and TV in her bedroom so they watched some of Kevin's porn movies as they fucked. And Sandra had another surprise for Kevin in the morning.

"By the way darling," she said as they lay together in bed. "You needn't bother paying rent anymore. I never needed the money anyway. From now on you can pay me by fucking me night and day with that thick cock of yours!"

That was an arrangement that certainly suited Kevin. Although he did have a feeling he was going to be missing a few lectures from now on.