The Landlord
by Baphomet <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>

Chapter Seven

Daddy

So, life was good, right? I mean, I had two gorgeous women in my life. Sure, I had made a mistake, but Jenny was none the wiser. Maybe... maybe I should just enjoy what I had. Let sleeping dogs lie, you know?

That's what I tried telling myself, but... I couldn't shake the feeling that there was this dark cloud over my head, and if I didn't do something about it... I would regret it.

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Saturdays are not good days to get horny. Katie would be home all day and Jenny would be sure to spend as much time with her as she could. There was no way I'd be paying Jenny a visit today. I wish someone would tell that to my cock. I was so horny. I had a hardon that just wouldn't go away. Maybe... maybe I should try masturbating again? 

Then I saw it. The little scrap of paper Jenny had snatched out of my pocket. I looked at it for the first time. I saw Kathy Lee's address and under it: "Can't wait to see you again, lover!" with little hearts and a winking smiley face. Oh man, no wonder Jenny was so quick to figure out we were fucking.

There was no phone number, just an address. 

I found myself in a part of town I'd never been to. Actually, it wasn't really *in* town. It was just outside of it -- a rickety trailer park that I think I had always known was here, I just never thought about it.

I worked my way through the maze of trailers when I found it. It was beat up and disheveled. The screen door looked like it had been through the zombie apocalypse. The trailer looked like it needed a coat of paint -- 15 years ago. Weeds had overgrown along the sides of the trailer. Some kind of wild vine threatened to find it's way through the window. Only the impending cold winter halted its invasion.

And the garbage! Garbage was everywhere. There were trash bags that had been set out, then forgotten about. It looked like wild animals made regular forays through everyone's trash. Litter and filth were everywhere.

If this were *my* trailer park, I don't even know where to begin. People shouldn't live like this. Experience told me, however, sometimes people do. The outside of my places look nice, but give the wrong tenant a few months and they'll have the inside looking like a slum.

I knocked on the rickety screen door afraid that the slightest disturbance would knock it off its hinges. No answer. The wind picked up and I zipped up my jacket, shivering in the cold. The weather had turned bitter. I knocked again, louder this time.

Finally, the inner door swung open.

Kathy Lee's face lit up at the sight of me.

"Look who's here!" she said. "Come in, come in, come in!"

As she opened the screen door, I was greeted by a blast of heat. As cold as it was outside, it must have been 80 degrees inside. Kathy Lee was wearing a blue button-down cotton top and ... uh... well, it looked like that was all she was wearing. I found it hard to keep my eyes from straying to the bottom of the shirt to see if I could catch a glimpse of a pair of shorts.

I quickly stripped off my jacket, my sweater, my shoes. It was sweltering hot in that trailer.

The inside was a disheveled mess. The kitchen was piled high with dishes and boxes from take-out places. Clothes were everywhere. The garbage reeked and looked like it should have been taken out a week ago. Then, there was the alcohol. Bottles were strewn about everywhere. Most of them empty, but some of them full or half full. There were garbage bags filled with returnable beer cans in the kitchen. I glimpsed more in the closet.

This was Jenny's mom? Jenny's place was always immaculate. And the only time I ever saw any alcohol was... well, it was the day Kathy Lee was there.

"I missed you, lover," she said to me. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. Jenny never did that. I held her slender body in my arms. I wasn't a remarkably big guy, but holding her tiny body made me feel like a giant. We broke our kiss, but I initiated another one. I loved kissing.

I had often tried to imagine what it would be like to kiss Jenny. What would it feel like? What would she taste like?

Kathy Lee left nothing to the imagination. Her lips were soft and warm. Her tongue eager and delightful. Her kiss tasted like... okay, it tasted like whiskey, which was a little nasty, but it felt good. She felt good. I let a hand wander down to her ass and gave her a squeeze. 

No shorts. Just panties. My cock began to stir.

"Can I get you a drink, Darlin'?" she asked as she turned and wandered into the kitchen area. She poured a glass out of one of the many bottles strewn about the table. 

I walked up behind her and pressed my hard cock against her ass. "I'm in the mood for something else," I whispered in her ear.

I reached around and fondled her breast through her shirt. My other hand caressed her thigh. I kissed her neck and inhaled deeply. Her aroma was different than Jenny's. It was more natural. I guess that's one way of saying she didn't have the artificial smell of perfumes, anti-perspirants and hair conditioner. It was... au naturel. I kissed her neck again.

"You are randy as hell tonight, lover," she said as I kissed her. She pushed her ass into my cock. Then, she spun around putting her arms around me. "Well, you have no trouble putting me in the mood."

She kissed me. Then she took a step back and unbuttoned her shirt. I admired her body, the spitting image of Jenny. From the neck down, in the dim light of this filthy trailer, she *was* Jenny. My cock felt like it was going to hurt itself trying to rip through my pants. 

Kathy Lee got to her knees and undid my fly. She released my cock from its prison. Taking it into her hand, she paused to admire it. "I'll never get used to how big you are," she said. "You are a beast!" She took me in her mouth. 

It felt so good. I closed my eyes and imagined Jenny bobbing up and down on my cock, taking me in her mouth, bringing me pleasure. 

I opened my eyes and looked down. Kathy had one hand on my cock, the head in her mouth. The other hand was down her panties, fudding herself stupid. Her shirt hung open revealing her dynamite body. I was starting to sweat, a combination of arousal and the stifling heat of her trailer. I took off my shirt as Kathy stood up. She took my hand, smiling, and led me to her bedroom.

The "bedroom" was actually just the living room. There was no wall between where she slept and the kitchenette. I didn't even notice the bed, it was so cluttered with clothes and magazines and, of course, empty bottles.

Kathy Lee slipped out of her bra. She laid back on the bed and pulled off her panties. I crawled up between her legs and positioned my cock at the entrance of her love mound. She put one hand behind my neck and pulled me down for another kiss. 

As I tasted her, I closed my eyes and thought again of Jenny. How I longed to kiss her like this! I imagined being in her embrace. Holding her close.

As if she were reading my mind, Kathy broke the kiss and said: "I'm your Jenny for tonight, lover."

I just looked at her.

"What you been dreamin' about doin' with her," she started. "You do it to me."

I entered in her. The warm, moist evidence of her arousal greeted me as I plunged deep inside her body. I started slowly, moving in and out, allowing her body to stretch to accommodate my girth.

"Do you like that 'Jenny'?" I asked her.

"Mmmm, you know it," she said.

"Ever had a cock this big before?"

"Mmmm, no," she lied.

"Am I too big for you?" I whispered as I fucked her.

"Nnnh, maybe just a little," she said. Her breathing had become labored. "But I can take it. Let me show you.... Oh! I can... take it. Give it to me!"

And I did. I slammed my cock into her hard. I pulled all the way out, then slid all the way in again. I did this again and again, prompting a yelp or a grunt from her each time.

"You sure, little girl?" I asked more forcefully this time. "You sure you can TAKE... THIS... COCK?" I slammed into her hard with the pronunciation of each of the last three words for emphasis.

"I can take it! Oh!" Her breathing was heavy and she was beginning to perspire. So was I. "Give it to me! Give it to your little girl!"

She was beginning to sound like Jenny. It was Jenny who had started to call herself my little girl.

I fucked long and hard. I hooked my arms underneath her legs and pushed them back into her, forcing her to spread herself wider for me so I could penetrate just that little bit deeper. I kept slamming into her. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass sent echoes throughout the trailer. The entire rickety construct creaked with the rhythm of our passion. Bottles fell off the bed and landed on the floor with a disturbing clamor.

"Oooooh!" Kathy Lee was cumming beneath me. I could feel it.

I grabbed her arms and pulled them to her sides. Her legs still positioned over my elbows, I pushed down on her wrists and pinned her to the bed.

"This is how whores get fucked," I barked at her. I slammed myself in. Once, twice, three times more! Finally, I pushed myself in as far and as deep as I could go. I buried myself up to the hilt and pressed myself so tightly against her, our pelvic bones ground together. Then I came. My cock jumped in little jerks and spasms inside her. I could it feel it launching a barrage of semen deep in her body. 

"Oh, yes, lover," she called out. "Oh, fill me again!"

I came and I came. My cock continued to dance deep inside Kathy Lee's body. I felt each load crawl up my shaft and erupt into the warm darkness. Oh, how I wanted this! I wanted my cum inside her. I wanted to cum inside them all. I deviously envisioned Jenny receiving my cum. A new thought entered my head as I imagined taking Jenny and her mom at the same time. My cock, now empty of its cargo twitched and jumped at the idea is if it were trying in vain to deliver another load. Two of them at once... mother and daughter... my own little harem.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Kathy Lee moaned, interrupting my fantasy. "You are magnificent, lover!"

She was everything Jenny wasn't. She was ready and willing to do anything at any time. As that realization dawned on me, I got the sudden urge do something more, something I had always wanted. Something Jenny never gave me.

"We're not done yet," I told her, smiling. I pulled my cock out, it was still hard. I spit on my thumb and then stuck in her asshole. 

A nervous look came over Kathy Lee's face as I probed her tightness with my thumb. I spit on my cock and slathered it in drool. Then, I placed the head against her sphincter.

I paused and looked Kathy Lee in the eye, giving her a chance to back out. She closed her eyes and seemed to brace herself. I pushed in. 

I've never experienced a hole this tight in my life. My cock felt like it was being squeezed by a vice. I pulled back and pushed forward again. My cockhead squeezed it's way past the clenching grip of her sphincter. I pulled back slightly and then made my way forward again in tiny little thrusts, but her tightness was simply amazing. I could feel the walls of her rectum squeezing in on me from all sides. 

Finally, I pulled out, spit on my cock again, and pushed myself back in. The initial penetration was easier this time as she began to relax and take me. I pushed in again, an inch at a time, my cockhead firmly buried inside her ass. 

"Oh, baby, your ass is amazing!" I said between labored breaths. It was better than anything I'd ever dreamed. (And believe me, I dreamed!)

I pumped in and out, each foray into her tightness prompted a groan or a grunt from Kathy Lee. Her arms were outstretched and she clutched the sides of the bed, bracing herself for my unrelenting anal assault.

I pulled nearly all the way out, then pushed my way back in, enjoying the sensation of the length of my shaft sliding through her tight rectum. 

Kathy Lee was in obvious discomfort. Her face twisted and contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She grit her teeth and made her discomfort obvious with loud grunts at each thrust.

I was deep, finally, my cock had pushed it's way into the depths of her ass. I fucked her liberally, pumping my rod in her faster and harder. Kathy Lee's groans turned into yelps. 

"Oh, God! Oh, Lover!" she cried.

She released her death grip on the bed and slid one hand between our hot, sweaty bodies and began fingering her clit as I fucked her ass.

Then sensation was amazing to me. I felt compelled to fuck her harder. My balls began slamming against her loudly as I fucked her. Each thrust filled me with the urge to plow into her again, harder, deeper.

Kathy Lee began to call out, then she started to beg me for mercy.

"Easy lover, easy," she petitioned me. "Lover, please... oh, I can't ... I can't.... go gentle, Oh!"

"I thought you could take it, bitch?" I asked her, coldly. I pulled out. "Suck that cock, baby."

Contrary to my expectation, there was no hesitation. She pulled forward and took my filthy cock in her mouth. She sucked it eagerly, lapping up whatever filth I had managed to plunge out of her rectum. 

Her mouth felt so good. Her tongue worked my cock as she bobbed her head up and down the length of my shaft. I began to pump my hips into her. Finally, I just grabbed her head and held her deep. She began to gag, then she pushed her hands against me, trying to push me away.

"Shhh," I hushed her. "Just take it baby. Take it, just a second more."

Then I released her. She pulled off and coughed violently. She put her hand to her chest and panted heavily, trying to catch her breath.

"Get on your knees, woman," I ordered her.

Kathy Lee turned around nervously and got on all fours. 

I spit on her rosy little asshole again and entered her. There was no resistance this time. She was loose and ready to be fucked. I pumped my cock into her, enjoying the depth of penetration the doggy-style position allowed. 

I fucked her hard and fast with no regard for anything except my own satisfaction, my own pleasure. When it came to being fucked, I'm sorry Jenny, but your mom is the real whore. 

I picked up the pace. Clutching her waist tightly, I slammed into her like a jackrabbit. I got myself into a steady rhythm, then fucked her faster, harder. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest in protest. It took all of my effort and endurance keep fucking at this speed. I reached out and grabbed a handful of Kathy Lee's hair, yanking her head back.

"Take me, bitch!" I barked at her. "Fucking take me, Jenny!"

It was calling out Jenny's name that did it. My cock just exploded in an eruption of cum inside Kathy Lee's ass. I was exhausted. I could barely catch my breath as my cock continued to pump load after load of cum. Thick jets of hot, viscous semen poured inside her little body. 

Our sweaty, spent bodies collapsed on each other and we lay together, exhausted, but sexually satisfied.

"You are a wonderful lover," she said to me. "Oh, my God, I never thought I'd find a man like you. You're the first man I've been with who could match... Heavens no! Who could surpass my husband."

A distant look came over her. "I miss him so...." She grew quiet.

"What uh... where is he, now?" I asked. I held her in my arms. She rested her head against my chest. We shared a closeness I always wanted but never had with Jenny.

"Gone," she said. "Long gone."

"I'm so sorry, Kathy," I said. "How... if you don't mind me asking, how... uh, how did he die?" I felt weird asking.

She laughed. It was the last thing I expected. "Aw, shoot, lover, he ain't dead!" She looked up at me and smiled. "No, damn fool's in prison! Locked up damn near ten years now!"

Okay, that was still awkward. I wasn't quite sure what to say. Was it right to ask what he was in prison for? Or... Oh shit! I'm sleeping with his wife! When's he getting out?

"You can thank that fool, Jenny, for that," she started again. "He's locked up on account of her."

"Wait," I said. "I don't understand."

"She's the one who turned him in," she said. "Once she got pregnant, she got all crazy. Thought he would try to ... you know... do something to Katie."

Jenny was really protective of Katie, so I guess that made a little sense. "Why would she think that?" I asked. "Wait, what did she turn him in for?"

"For nothing," she said angrily. "For damn near nothing. He took her into his home and loved her like she was his own daughter. That's what he's rotting in prison for, for loving her like his own."

"Wait, Kathy, I don't understand," I said. "They don't lock people up for love. What did he do? What is he charged with."

"Statutory rape," she finally admitted. "But it ain't rape, it's love. He loved Jenny."

"What?" I was incredulous. "He had sex with her? Is that what you're saying? He had sex with his own daughter?"

"Jenny ain't his daughter," she said. "But he loved her like she was."

"Okay, wait. Who's Jenny's father then?" I was confused.

"My Daddy, God rest his soul."

Oh my God. The pieces of Jenny's sick, twisted childhood started to fall together right before my eyes. Kathy Lee's father... was also Jenny's father. And Jenny's mom was brought up thinking it was perfectly natural for a father to take his daughter as a lover. So when she got married... she let  her husband have his way with Jenny. 

A wave of guilt washed over me. This is what I've been doing. This is the girl I had been taking advantage of. I could've just lowered her rent. Instead, I let her whore herself to me. That's why she knew how to do what she did, how she knew how to give blow jobs or hand jobs. That's why she said things like "some guys need to get rough to get off" or "I can take it". Or...

Oh my God.

"I know how to share."

All this time I was fucking her... it was like... her being 14-years old again, being fucked by her stepfather. I felt sick.
