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17/07/2025
Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I got busted by my building manager for smoking dope. She sent a letter indicating that we would hold “a discussion with reference to my future residency” in our apartment complex.
I’ll have to admit, I was pretty nervous. Our building manager, Amanda, can come across as somewhat stern and severe. In fact, I’d always thought she’d be a perfect dominitrix, as she is tall and buxom, with a kind of “no nonsense” attitude. That said, she is also quite pretty with a smile that lights up a room. I just wish I got to see that smile a bit more frequently. At any rate, my immediate concern was getting kicked out of my apartment, and meeting with Amanda to “explain myself,” as it were.
Just before I was about to leave for our meeting, I received a text from Amanda asking me to meet her at a nearby restaurant lounge to discuss the issue. She felt our conversation should be kept confidential, and that her office may not be a secure place to discuss it. I texted her back to let her know I was on my way. I walked the block to our meeting place, still dreading that she was going to evict me.
As I arrived, I was relieved when she smiled and waved me over to her table. In front of her were 2 glasses; one was empty, and the other held about half her second drink. She was clearly feeling no pain, and she asked me what I wanted while waving the waitress over. We ordered a round of drinks and made some small talk about work, the weather and the restaurant, but I was starting to feel the anxiety a bit too much, so I started with “Listen, about the pot, I’m really sorry. I know the rules here, and I can make no excuse for my behavior.”
She laughed. The kind of laugh where she knew I was nervous, and that she was enjoying the power she had over me. “It’s not a big deal.” She said. “I don’t even care, but there was a complaint from another resident.” She explained. “So, I really need you to be very discreet with it, and it’ll be ok.” Her eyes flashed as she spoke, and her face was still lit up from her amusement. I asked her if she smoked, to which she replied that she did when she was younger, but had some reactions to it. I assured her that she wasn’t alone, and that a lot of people were affected by it in different ways. She smiled and blushed, nervously stirring her drink. I had never seen her so open like this, almost vulnerable. We continued chatting for a while and soon it was time to leave. Having walked to the restaurant, I offered to escort her to her car. After a short walk, we arrived where she was parked.
She shifted nervously, and suddenly I almost felt like we were on a first date, mulling over whether or not to kiss. She blushed, and asked me “So...do you have any with you?” I replied “I do, but didn’t you say you’d had some problems with it?” She laughed “It’s not really a problem...it just makes me horny.”
We got inside her SUV and she drove to a secluded area while I loaded up my pipe. We smoked a couple small bowls while enjoying the soft music on the radio, yet all I could think of now was about her getting horny when she got stoned. My cock was already as hard as it has ever been, but I was uncertain about making any moves. Sure, we were getting stoned together AFTER she’d told me it make her horny...but I have a huge history of misreading signals!
Well, I didn’t have to worry about that, because as I turned to say something, she turned and kissed me hard. Her tongue darted inside my mouth and she playfully bit at my lower lip. And it was then that I noticed she had a tongue piercing which is something I’d never experienced , and I was hoping she would suck my cock so I could enjoy the sensation that I had heard so much about.
As we kissed, she started stroking my cock through my jeans. Damn, this woman knew how to kiss! “You see?” She asked breathlessly. Then she grinned and said “I told you it makes me horny!” I kissed her & felt her full tits in my hands. Even through her bra, I could feel her nipples hardening. “That’s good!” I said, taking her hand from my cock. “But ladies first.” And I unbuttoned her top to expose her large breasts encased in a lacy black bra. Luckily for our combined lust, her bra fastened in the front, and in seconds I was treated to the sight of her naked tits, which I’d been fascinating about for 8 years. Her nipple were thick and erect, and I rolled them between my fingers eliciting a sigh of pleasure from Amanda. I feasted on her meaty nipples like a starving man, while stroking her pussy between her legs. I deftly undid her pants and slid my hand inside her panties. She was completely wet and my fingers easily found her swollen clit and began to massage her gently.
As much as I love to eat pussy, and I wanted so much to give her that pleasure now, the confines of her SUV made that impossible. So for now, I was intent on bringing her off with my fingers. I rubbed her clit between the fingers of my right hand while still tweaking her nipples with my left. She was responding just as I’d hoped. First a quiet calm, followed by a series of facial expressions ranging from intense concentration, followed by soft moans and facial twitching, slowly building up to an intense orgasm. As she came hard, she clamped her legs together with my hand still there, so I continued to finger her as she rode the wave down and was soon whimpering contentedly. I stroked her hair and kissed her.
The air in the car heavy with the sweet and musky smell of her sex as Amanda slowly recovered from her le petite mort. We started kissing again, and my cock was once again ready to rock & roll. Amanda pulled open my belt and impatiently fumbled with the button of my pants, eager to return the favor of orgasm. She got them open and pulled down my jeans & boxers enough to have full access to my cock and balls. She looked at my cock, like she was sizing it up. Maybe she was comparing it to other cocks she’d had before. I’m not a guy who’s into competition. My cock isn’t huge. Right about average, but a little bit slender. Still, I’ve had no complaints, and a beautiful woman 30 years younger than me was about to show me her cocksucking technique!
At a more convenient time and place she likely would give me a long, languishing blowjob, but right now it was nothing more than a marijuana driven lust, and in seconds she had my entire cock in her mouth, determined to bring me off. Her tongue stud dragged agonizingly across the bottom of my glans, and I knew that I wouldn’t last long. I held out as long as I could, enjoying the tremendous sensation her talented mouth was treating me to. As she slid me deep into her throat I could take no more, and I felt my cock twitch and spasm inside her mouth as I came harder than I have in ages.
As she came up for air, I kissed her so I could taste my cum on her mouth. Nothing better that the taste of a woman whose just sucked cock! After a little small talk, she dropped me off at my apartment. But we did make arrangements to go out and smoke again...and I hope I get to taste her pretty pussy!
I’ll have to admit, I was pretty nervous. Our building manager, Amanda, can come across as somewhat stern and severe. In fact, I’d always thought she’d be a perfect dominitrix, as she is tall and buxom, with a kind of “no nonsense” attitude. That said, she is also quite pretty with a smile that lights up a room. I just wish I got to see that smile a bit more frequently. At any rate, my immediate concern was getting kicked out of my apartment, and meeting with Amanda to “explain myself,” as it were.
Just before I was about to leave for our meeting, I received a text from Amanda asking me to meet her at a nearby restaurant lounge to discuss the issue. She felt our conversation should be kept confidential, and that her office may not be a secure place to discuss it. I texted her back to let her know I was on my way. I walked the block to our meeting place, still dreading that she was going to evict me.
As I arrived, I was relieved when she smiled and waved me over to her table. In front of her were 2 glasses; one was empty, and the other held about half her second drink. She was clearly feeling no pain, and she asked me what I wanted while waving the waitress over. We ordered a round of drinks and made some small talk about work, the weather and the restaurant, but I was starting to feel the anxiety a bit too much, so I started with “Listen, about the pot, I’m really sorry. I know the rules here, and I can make no excuse for my behavior.”
She laughed. The kind of laugh where she knew I was nervous, and that she was enjoying the power she had over me. “It’s not a big deal.” She said. “I don’t even care, but there was a complaint from another resident.” She explained. “So, I really need you to be very discreet with it, and it’ll be ok.” Her eyes flashed as she spoke, and her face was still lit up from her amusement. I asked her if she smoked, to which she replied that she did when she was younger, but had some reactions to it. I assured her that she wasn’t alone, and that a lot of people were affected by it in different ways. She smiled and blushed, nervously stirring her drink. I had never seen her so open like this, almost vulnerable. We continued chatting for a while and soon it was time to leave. Having walked to the restaurant, I offered to escort her to her car. After a short walk, we arrived where she was parked.
She shifted nervously, and suddenly I almost felt like we were on a first date, mulling over whether or not to kiss. She blushed, and asked me “So...do you have any with you?” I replied “I do, but didn’t you say you’d had some problems with it?” She laughed “It’s not really a problem...it just makes me horny.”
We got inside her SUV and she drove to a secluded area while I loaded up my pipe. We smoked a couple small bowls while enjoying the soft music on the radio, yet all I could think of now was about her getting horny when she got stoned. My cock was already as hard as it has ever been, but I was uncertain about making any moves. Sure, we were getting stoned together AFTER she’d told me it make her horny...but I have a huge history of misreading signals!
Well, I didn’t have to worry about that, because as I turned to say something, she turned and kissed me hard. Her tongue darted inside my mouth and she playfully bit at my lower lip. And it was then that I noticed she had a tongue piercing which is something I’d never experienced , and I was hoping she would suck my cock so I could enjoy the sensation that I had heard so much about.
As we kissed, she started stroking my cock through my jeans. Damn, this woman knew how to kiss! “You see?” She asked breathlessly. Then she grinned and said “I told you it makes me horny!” I kissed her & felt her full tits in my hands. Even through her bra, I could feel her nipples hardening. “That’s good!” I said, taking her hand from my cock. “But ladies first.” And I unbuttoned her top to expose her large breasts encased in a lacy black bra. Luckily for our combined lust, her bra fastened in the front, and in seconds I was treated to the sight of her naked tits, which I’d been fascinating about for 8 years. Her nipple were thick and erect, and I rolled them between my fingers eliciting a sigh of pleasure from Amanda. I feasted on her meaty nipples like a starving man, while stroking her pussy between her legs. I deftly undid her pants and slid my hand inside her panties. She was completely wet and my fingers easily found her swollen clit and began to massage her gently.
As much as I love to eat pussy, and I wanted so much to give her that pleasure now, the confines of her SUV made that impossible. So for now, I was intent on bringing her off with my fingers. I rubbed her clit between the fingers of my right hand while still tweaking her nipples with my left. She was responding just as I’d hoped. First a quiet calm, followed by a series of facial expressions ranging from intense concentration, followed by soft moans and facial twitching, slowly building up to an intense orgasm. As she came hard, she clamped her legs together with my hand still there, so I continued to finger her as she rode the wave down and was soon whimpering contentedly. I stroked her hair and kissed her.
The air in the car heavy with the sweet and musky smell of her sex as Amanda slowly recovered from her le petite mort. We started kissing again, and my cock was once again ready to rock & roll. Amanda pulled open my belt and impatiently fumbled with the button of my pants, eager to return the favor of orgasm. She got them open and pulled down my jeans & boxers enough to have full access to my cock and balls. She looked at my cock, like she was sizing it up. Maybe she was comparing it to other cocks she’d had before. I’m not a guy who’s into competition. My cock isn’t huge. Right about average, but a little bit slender. Still, I’ve had no complaints, and a beautiful woman 30 years younger than me was about to show me her cocksucking technique!
At a more convenient time and place she likely would give me a long, languishing blowjob, but right now it was nothing more than a marijuana driven lust, and in seconds she had my entire cock in her mouth, determined to bring me off. Her tongue stud dragged agonizingly across the bottom of my glans, and I knew that I wouldn’t last long. I held out as long as I could, enjoying the tremendous sensation her talented mouth was treating me to. As she slid me deep into her throat I could take no more, and I felt my cock twitch and spasm inside her mouth as I came harder than I have in ages.
As she came up for air, I kissed her so I could taste my cum on her mouth. Nothing better that the taste of a woman whose just sucked cock! After a little small talk, she dropped me off at my apartment. But we did make arrangements to go out and smoke again...and I hope I get to taste her pretty pussy!
Poster:
Alan MacLeod
