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The Landlady

Copyright© 2006 by Three Sheets

Chapter 6

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - What did you do in the Navy Daddy? Well, this is the first duty station where our hero gets to assert himself. He finds that women no matter what age just fall for a man in uniform who isn't wishy-washy about his likes.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Fisting  

It's wonderful waking up with your dick being sucked lovingly. Without moving a muscle, I could feel the warm moistness of her mouth gently sucking and being massaged by a knowledgeable mouth and tongue. Looking down at the top of a strawberry blonde head slowly moving up and down as more of me disappeared into her mouth and throat. It doesn't get much better.

I reached down and caressed the exposed cheek and neck with my fingertips signaling my need to cum. This only caused Ellen to increase the suction and as I exploded into her mouth she swallowed every drop of my jizm. Watching her throat contract as she swallowed until I was finished, then slowly licking the last of my juices she looked up and smiled good morning at me.

I gently moved her head off of my hip and rolled out of bed. Going to the bathroom and jumping in the shower. As the hot water was cascading off of me, Ellen came in and asked to wash my back. Of course I moved aside and let her in.

After the shower, dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, Ellen came in wearing nothing but a towel. I sat at the table as breakfast was made. Sitting across from Ellen I looked at her and told her that if we were to continue in this fashion, she had better start accepting certain things.

"What sort of things, Sir?" she asked with a note of caution.

"Well, Sweets, the first thing is, you will not sit level with me unless we are at a table. EVER." I replied. "When I am sitting on a couch you will at all times be lower than me, even if it means sitting on the floor. You will do this, no matter WHERE we are or WHO we're with."

"Another thing, you know what my requirements are when you are going to meet me, never wearing panty hose, always stockings or bare legged, never wearing panties, only wearing bras that expose your nipples and dresses or skirts that allow me easy access. This will be expanded to include the times I am not expected."

"I do not expect you to expose yourself at work, you will always dress professionally but under that professional exterior you WILL be dressed according to my wishes."

"Yes Sir" she said softly.

I went on, "If we are at a social gathering you will at all times make yourself available to me. You are my submissive, slave if you wish, and if I want to bend you over a table and take you in front of the guests, I will do so. If I require you to drop onto your knees and suck me, you will do so without hesitation. If I want you to do the same to someone else, you will also do so without hesitation. I will add this though; you will NEVER be left alone with another man. That is NOT acceptable. Understand?"

"Yes Sir," she said, again with a note of concern.

"When we are home, that is in my apartment, you will be dressed to please me, and that is naked. If you are in your home you may dress as you wish, within the dress code we have discussed: dresses, skirts, no underwear, etc." I said.

"Yes Sir," she said. "Can I ask a question?"

"Yes."

"Does that mean in the yard also?"

"Only if we are together, as a couple, and we are entertaining someone," I replied.

"So during the BBQ tomorrow, I will wear only what you tell me to and act according to what you have said so far?" she asked.

"Yes, that is exactly right." I paused for a moment, and then continued, "And in your house you may dress however you choose, unless you and I are entertaining there. Understood?"

"Yes Sir," she replied with a gleam in her eyes.

"Oh, one last thing," I added, "you will eat ONLY what I tell you to eat when we are out together, and if we are at a buffet you will tend to me by getting my food before your own."

"Yes Sir."

It was getting close to 12 o'clock; we had slept in from the previous evening so I decided that we needed to get some air.

Getting dressed was easy for Ellen, just a dress with nothing under it and a pair of heels completed her outfit. I changed into walking shorts and a pull over.

We left and went to one of the scenic drives around Newport. Seven-Mile Drive goes along the Narragansett Bay and then up through the ultra rich mansions of the late 1800's and early 1900's. It was beautiful with Ellen in the car next to me. Casually dropping my hand to her leg, she immediately opened her thighs for me, as I caressed her for the entire trip.

We stopped at a couple of lookout points and watched the seals and birds, then continued on our way. About half way around we stopped at a particular place that jutted out into the bay. I slowly pulled her to me and then unzipped my pants. With my dick exposed, I just looked down and Ellen immediately lowered her head to take me into her mouth. Rising to the occasion, I soon filled her mouth with my dick.

It felt so good, just sitting in the cool air of the bay with my penis in her warm mouth. Feeling myself on the verge of orgasm, I gently lifted Ellen into a sitting position and leaned in to kiss her.

Breaking the kiss, I put the car in gear and continued slowly around the drive. Coming onto Bellevue, I slowed down, and again looked down at my exposed penis. Ellen, being the fast learner, leaned down and again engulfed me into her talented mouth. I continued to drive and as we stopped at a light, a pickup truck pulled up next to us. Looking into the car you should have seen the look on the young girl's face who was the passenger. Ellen just kept right on doing her best to get me to shoot into her mouth.

With the changing light, I pulled away with the pick-up following us. Two blocks later and at another red light, I told Ellen to come up and enjoy the view. Just as her head was coming up above the dash, a group of older tourists were crossing the street in front of us. Only about 5 noticed the sudden appearance of Ellen but the smiles on their faces showed no disapproval of her activities. After that we headed for home.

Arriving there, I told Ellen to come up, I'd call out for pizza.

The bell rang 45 minutes later; Domino's was right on time. I got up to answer, leaving Ellen on the floor where she was sitting with nothing on. Opening the door wide, I gave the delivery boy his money, a tip and an unobstructed view of Ellen sitting by the couch wearing nothing but a smile while she watched television.

Moving to the couch, I put the pizza on the coffee table and cut the pieces. I put one piece on Ellen's plant and one for me. I nodded to Ellen to eat while I started on mine. When Ellen finished the pizza on her plate, she reached for another piece. Gently tapping her hand, I just shook my head no, reminding her that she would eat only what I said when we were together.

I went on to tell her, "There will be times when we are together in the social setting of a group who are D/s oriented. At those times you will only eat what I actually give you. In other words you WILL eat out of my hand. I will not do that when we are with the vanilla crowd you know though. While a little showing off is fun total embarrassment and humiliation is counter productive. That is a little TOO overt while the buffet can be written off as your concern about what I eat."

I did share more pizza but only when I was finished with the piece that I was eating at the time. She would wait for me to eat, and then daintily feed herself one small bite at a time.

After dinner, I told Ellen to go to the bathroom and give herself an enema.

A frightened look came into her eyes. I only asked once, but the look I gave her at her hesitation spoke volumes. Slowly getting up she went into the bathroom only to reappear 20 minutes later. She handed the K-Y Jelly.

I didn't ask if she had done what I requested, I knew she had. I then told her to bend over the chair in the living room. I took a medium sized butt plug from my collection and lubricating it with K-Y; I slowly inserted it into Ellen's ass. Just as it seemed to be too large the rest slid into her and rested there. I then had Ellen straighten up and holding her gently to me, I kissed her and directed her towards the bedroom.

We went into the bedroom and I again kissed Ellen good night and then I jumped into bed. Ellen laid down on the pallet that I directed her to and pulled a blanket over her.

I woke up the next morning feeling my "morning wood" being bathed by an agile tongue and warm moist mouth. I'm telling you, it just doesn't get much better than that.

I felt myself start to swell in anticipation of filling Ellen's mouth with sperm. I gently caressed her cheek at told her I was going to cum. She just looked into my eyes and pulled back until the head was in her mouth as I tried to fill her up. I felt her tongue flickering on the head of my dick as I exploded into her mouth. She continued to suck and lick until I was getting too sensitive. She then pulled back and I watched her throat as she swallowed my first load of the day.

I told Ellen she could remove the "toy" long enough to perform her toilet, but she must again give herself an enema and re-insert the plug. If she had difficulty, I would be more than willing to do that for her.

After I had slipped on a robe, I saw Ellen coming from the bathroom with her hands behind her back. Then getting to the bed, she handed me the butt plug that was lubricated and bent over and spread her ass cheeks in an unspoken request.

It was fairly early, so I told Ellen to get dressed, as I would treat for breakfast.

The Viking Inn, had a nice brunch, so off we went. After a short wait to be seated, we had coffee and I told Ellen I wanted two Eggs Benedict, she could have any two entree's of her choice. She went up to get our food and I enjoyed watching her balance the two plates with our breakfast as she returned and served me, then herself. Sitting next to me, as we ate, I slowly stroked her thigh through her dress. She immediately opened her thighs for my access but I was content at the time to just caress her through her dress.

When I was finished Ellen asked if I wanted a fruit plate or anything else. I sent Ellen off to gather another plate for me as I had another cup of coffee. Watching those around me, I noticed two or three folks that seemed familiar, but I just wrote it off to Newport being a small town.

Ellen returned with my plate, I asked if she wanted another, and was informed that I had not instructed her to get herself anything. Smiling to myself, I offered her some cantaloupe from my plate. As I chose the fruit for her, I thought to myself that just two weeks ago I was wondering if I would get thrown out of my new apartment for being too forward with the Landlady.

At 12 o'clock we left the brunch and making our way back to the house, I reminded Ellen that her friend Liz was going to be there at 2. I realized neither of us would be hungry for lunch at that time, so, I suggested that we swing by a deli, and just pick up some finger food to go with our drinks in the afternoon.

Pulling into the Ellen's driveway she asked me what I wanted her to wear for the afternoon. I told her a sundress and no shoes, since we would be in the back yard and don't forget your toy. I also told Ellen that the "air kiss" that Liz seemed so fond of was NOT acceptable. Kiss her properly, or shake hands, but none of this phony, kiss the cheek from 6 inches away shit.

Ellen looked stunning in a pale green dress that showed off her ample bosom, and was short enough to be scandalous if worn in public downtown. I was sitting in lounge chair, in the shade of Ellen's backyard, with Ellen at my feet, when we heard a car pulling into the drive. Looking at my watch, I noticed it was 1:55 PM, five minutes early.

While there were two chairs in the backyard, Ellen, was on the ground seated on a small blanket. Getting up to greet our guest, we both turned and were pleased with the sight of Liz. She too was wearing a short sundress, only she had an elastic peasant type of top that was pulled down to reveal her shoulders and the deep cleavage of her breasts.

Liz came to where Ellen and I were standing and leaned into Ellen for the obligatory "air kiss", Ellen taking me at my word, simply moved slightly, and met Liz's lips full on with her own. It was nothing sensual but it was a REAL kiss. Flustered at perhaps smearing her lipstick, Liz stepped back quickly, but I stepped forward, and grasping her extended hand, I pulled Liz to me. As she leaned towards me, I stepped closer still, and placing my arms around her, gave her a proper kiss. I made sure that her lipstick was well and truly smeared.

A little flustered, Liz stepped back a bit. I showed her to her chair and asked for her drink order. Upon hearing her request, Ellen immediately went to get her drink. Taking my seat, I asked Liz how her party went the other night. She just sort of smiled and said she didn't kiss and tell. While she was saying this, I made it a point to check out her legs as she crossed them, and the ample cleavage she showed each time she shrugged her shoulders.

Ellen came with Liz's drink and as she came back to me I just shook my glass. Ellen took that and went to the kitchen to refill my drink also. Liz just stared open mouthed as Ellen left. "Does she do that all the time?" she asked.

"Only when I want her to." was my reply.

I continued to check Liz out and make small talk when Ellen returned with my drink. Liz was looking around for the third chair when Ellen sensuously sank to her knees at my feet on the small blanket that was placed there.

As we sat and talked, I was stroking Ellen's cheek with my fingers, lightly I tapped her jaw and as she looked up at me, I presented my middle finger to her lips. She immediately took it into her mouth and started to suck it slowly as Liz and I continued our conversation.

Liz could hardly put a coherent sentence together while she was watching this display. I asked her about her work, she lived off alimony. Her interests, she claimed many, but wouldn't be specific about any. The only thing she was willing to talk about, or had knowledge of, was the social scene in Newport.

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