Rental Problems

*please note before reading*

The plot to this story is weak. It is a pregnancy fetish story with a lot of sex.

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It was an exciting day for Chris Silvo, who at age twenty became the owner of another rental home. It was his third in two years. He considered himself lucky, but knew that his Uncle John was just looking to unload another repossessed home. Chris had managed to turn his two acres of property into a rental spot for the two mobile homes he got from his uncle the previous year. Now this third rental was his first modular house, and would easily bring in double what the other rentals went for.

Chris agreed to the price his uncle wanted before he even walked into the house. Chris knew that his uncle was not going to cheat him, and even offered to help move it for free. The rent for the place would easily pay for the cost of buying it, as well as payments for the other two he still owed money on.

Walking through the house, Chris was relieved that the damage was minimal. It only needed some drywall and some new fixtures. It was a small house for its type, but would still fit on the two acres of land he owned. In Chris's mind, he imaged exactly where he was going to put it, and the rent he would charge. It was now just a matter of time before he could rent it out.

It only took a month for Chris to fix the damages and find a tenant for his new rental. Chris was in no hurry, but was still happy it was over with. The rent money he charged for all his rentals was enough to pay for his own rent, college textbooks, and a car payment. The rest of the money Chris survived on came from his job as a waiter at the local restaurant.

Chris allowed Destiny to move in with her two children without a security deposit. Although he was skeptical of allowing people to move in without a deposit, she looked in need, and her kids were not ill-mannered, or sloppy. She had two boys who looked like they were nine or ten, and she was in a hurry to get moved in.

Chris had two other renters who were young and without children, and the whole idea of renting to a family was different. Destiny was a single black mother who was in her mid to late thirties. She was almost as tall as Chris, who stood only five feet ten inches. Her body showed signs of her age, but still had the curves to make a man notice. Chris also noticed that she had an ample sized chest. Although it was covered with a shirt, it was quite obvious that the shirt was stretched out because of them. With her hair shoulder length it was easy for him to see that her face was quite attractive.

Chris thought she was just a single parent who wanted a bigger home for her kids. The area had a decent school, and seemed the optimal choice for her. When she agreed to the terms that Chris laid out, Destiny just seemed eager to get her things out of the car. Chris wondered to himself if she was living out of the car before she moved in, since there was no moving truck.

It was three months after Destiny moved in and the start of the Fall Semester at college. Chris decided on collecting to rent early in hopes of getting to the college bookstore before everyone else. Although he had money in his wallet to cover the expenses, he did not want to collect it late at night after class.

Destiny answered the door and was shocked to see that Chris was there at such an early hour. It was only 9am and she was wearing a ragged blue t shirt. Chris smiled when he saw her, thinking nothing of the time. "I am just here for this month's rent is all."

Destiny looked around in haste before answering. "Oh. Can you come by tomorrow. I am sorry, but I just did not have time to get cash from the bank is all."

Chris nodded his head. "Sure. I will be back same time tomorrow. If you're not home just leave it under the mat."

"Sure. Not a problem."

Chris was off, and paid no mind to the fact of not collecting rent from Destiny. It was not the first time a renter did not have rent. Chris had even let renters slide a week. Since he collected rent every week instead of monthly, it was easy for him to get rid of renters. Although he never did have to kick one out, the option was there.

The next day, Chris was knocking on Destiny's door. He saw that her car was parked, and figured she would be home. Chris did check the mat before knocking though, just in case she did not want to be disturbed.

When Destiny answered the door, she again looked to see if the other two neighbors were looking. "Please come in."

Chris tilted his head, wondering why Destiny invited him in. Chris thought to himself that something was wrong with the place and needed to be fixed. "Something wrong?"

Destiny took a few steps back and pushed her hands into her front pockets. "I don't have it. I swear I am good for it though. Can you let me pay you next month? You know I am good for it."

Chris saw the expression of pain and anguish in her face and eyes. Her voice was that of a defeated person. She was wearing worn clothes, and ripped denim shorts. Her dark black hair was pulled back into a small bun, but her eyes told the whole story. Chris knew this was a sticky situation. He had to be firm no matter what the sob story was.

"I am sorry, but I can't wait a month. You will have to be out by the end of the week. I let you move in without a security deposit. If you had one, I could use that, but you didn't have it."

"You can't make an exception? Please, it's just a rough spot at the office, I will pay everything back and then some. I was never late on the rent before." Destiny pleaded as her eyes held back the tears.

Chris hated this part of being a landlord. He was told time after time that he could not cave in to renters. He could hear his uncle's voice in his head telling her to pack her shit and get out. "I am sorry, but I can't let you slide on rent for that long."

As Chris went to leave, he felt Destiny's arm reach for him. "Please I will do anything." She pleaded again with her voice almost cracking with sadness.

Chris froze for a moment to her last plea and to remove her grip on his arm. "Please. I will do anything you want...I will suck you off."

Chris looked at Destiny in the eyes as she uttered her last plea. He never thought she would go to depths of sucking him off to stay for another month. After all, she was much older than he was, and he was white.

"You can't be serious. I can't let you do that." Chris uttered as he went to turn away again.

Destiny answered back as her head swayed from side to side. "You think I am joking?" Her tone of sadness dropped to one of authority.

Chris never thought she would, but he felt her drag him further into the house. Chris did not struggle, but wondered how far she would take it. Although he never saw her as anything but a single mother, she now became something else.

Destiny pushed Chris to the sofa in the small living room. She put her hands on her hips as Chris sat there dumbfounded. "You gonna take it out, or do I have too?"

Chris now thought he was trapped into allowing Destiny to get away without paying rent. His only chance to leave was fading, and he decided to try and escape the whole strange situation. As he tried to get up, he was met with Destiny pushing him back down.

Destiny was now standing directly in front of him with her hand on his shoulder; she quickly got to her knees. "Best see what I am going to suck."

Chris's mind was racing, as his heart was pounding through his chest. This black lady was going to pull out his dick and suck on it. She was not disgusting to him in anyway, but she was an older black lady, and he was her landlord. "Please. I said that this is not going to happen."

Destiny was already feeling on Chris's pants as he tried to get up. She pushed him down again, before going back to feeling the outline of his dick.

Destiny's tone was now commanding and loud as she held Chris to the couch. "You got something against black girls? Something wrong with me sucking your white dick? You gay or something?"

Although Chris could have easily forced his way past her, he wanted to be nice. Now his actions were adding to the complications of the whole scenario. In a strong voice Chris shot back at Destiny's challenge to his manliness. "I have nothing against black girls, and no, I am not gay."

Destiny now had the zipper in her fingertips as she responded to Chris. "So let me suck on this and prove it to me."

Chris did not know why he let it progress as far as it did. Destiny had his zipper pulled all the way down and his hormones were kicking in. She had a look of a wild animal stalking her prey. Her eyes were dark and mysterious, yet her face had beauty to it. Chris felt his erection coming on stronger than ever, and wondered how far this was going to go.

Destiny finally pulled out his dick, as Chris saw her dark hands handle his white sex organ. She was not looking at him, but eyeing what she was going to put in her mouth. Chris did not see a mother of two, but a woman eager to swallow his man meat.

Destiny remarked as Chris's dick was fully free from its confines. "Not a bad sized cock for a white boy. I can work with this"

Before Chris could respond, a sudden sensation of a wet mouth on his prick washed over his senses. It was like everything in the world stopped the moment Destiny put her sultry black lips to his white flesh. Her dark features seemed even more taboo as his white cock disappeared in her mouth.

Chris's head went back in a moan as Destiny brought her mouth down hard on the length of his dick. Her tongue was firmly pressed against the underside of his shaft as it moved up and down with each bob her head. Destiny swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock bringing Chris to moan again. Chris felt his erection throb hard as she formed a tight suction on it.

Chris looked down only to see Destiny's eyes glaring back at him with desire. She now had her hand on his balls massaging them. Her soft yet forceful touch was making sure his balls were churning its load. Chris knew there was no other way to escape other than to explode his cum. As Destiny's hand moved up and down his shaft with her mouth covering the head, Chris gave into the pleasure.

Although he had girls give him head before, no girl used their lips and hands the way Destiny was. She slurped each time her large lips came to the tip of his cock, with her hand following easily up his spit slick shaft. Her eyes never faltered as she went slid up and down on his throbbing manhood.

Chris gripped the sofa hard with his hands, as Destiny worked her mouth hard. Her tight suction coupled with her stroking hand had caused Chris to continuously moan from delight. Even with each passing grunt and shake of his body from the pleasure she was giving him, Destiny pumped her hand without fear of his impending eruption.

"Oh, my god. Oh, my god." Chris knew he could not hold it off any longer. The sensation of his orgasm was fast approaching. Destiny stared into his eyes with a devotion to making him cum, and swallowing every drop of his spunk.

Destiny moved her hand quickly as she took Chris's entire erection into her mouth. As she deep throated his pulsing member Chris felt his hot cum explode from his dick like a cannon blast. Destiny made small grunting sounds as she allowed his cock to shoot its load straight down her throat. Chris could only moan as Destiny allowed her throat to fill with his hot spunk without so much as a gag or a wince of disgust.

Chris threw his body back on the couch as Destiny finally released her mouth from his prick. She wiped her mouth of saliva and spoke. "Fuck, you came a lot. I think you liked it having a black girl suck on your white pecker too. I guess that means you will be back next week too."

Chris's senses just started to return to him. His thoughts were starting to come back to him, as his cock started to deflate. "I don't know if I can let you slide another week. I am not even sure what happened here. I can't let you do this every week."

Destiny stood up and fixed herself as Chris spoke. She put her hands on her hips again to answer back to his demand for money for next week. "I am waiting on something big, but, I will pay you all what I owe you next week. If I am still stuck, you come back on Friday, and I will blow you again."

Chris got up from the sofa as he was preparing to leave. His mind was finally back to normal, as he adjusted his pants. "We can't do this again. I will be back next week for the money."

Destiny put her hand out to Chris's chest stopping him. Chris looked down at her hand before looking up at her. Her voice went to a seductive whisper. "Thanks for letting me pay you next week. I am sure I will have something for you by then."

Chris drove off trying to figure out what just happened. His body was still feeling the euphoric sensation of having a blowjob while his mind flooded with the thought of how Destiny just put off paying for her rent. Although he never saw her as anything other than a single rent paying mother, she did give him the best blowjob of his life. That night Chris thought about how Destiny looked while she had a mouthful of dick. Although she was not some twenty something hot girl, she was pretty in her own right.

When next Friday came around, Chris wondered what was going to happen. He spent the entire week thinking about what to say and do if Destiny said she was going to blow him again. Chris was firm in his mind that he was going to refuse on two principles. One, he was the landlord and needed the money and two was that she was not a prostitute.

Chris knocked on Destiny's door last. The other two tenants had left their money under the mat like they always did. The only car other than his was Destiny's. This led him to believe that she was home, and that she did not have the money. His heart was pounding with the thought of having to tell her she needed to leave.

When the door opened, Destiny quickly opened the screen door to let Chris in. Chris obliged and walked in. Destiny was wearing a simple white t shirt, and a pair of black sweatpants. "Can I get you something to eat or drink?"

As Destiny walked towards the kitchen, Chris focused his thoughts on what he was going to say and swallowed hard. "Look, I need the money this week or you're gonna have to move out."

Destiny walked calmly back to Chris and placed her hand on his chest. "Please sit down. We need to discuss this."

Chris did not refuse Destiny's offer to sit, thinking he could still explain his point of view even while sitting down. Once he sat down though he realized that he was sitting on the same part of the sofa as last week when she gave him the blowjob. Chris was now distracted, but he tried to get his attention to what he wanted to say. His mind though was filled with the memory and anticipation of Destiny offering to suck his dick again.

As Chris finally realized that his words were not going to have the same effect as if he was standing before her, he tried to get up. Destiny was already in front of him, blocking him. As Chris tried to get up in front of her, Destiny pushed him back down and sat right on his lap, straddling him. Chris then objected, knowing she was going to try something. "Look, I can't let you pay for rent like this. I am going to need money today."

Chris was again taken back as Destiny pushed her dark lips against hers. The feeling of her soft, plush lips against his was nice as she kissed him. It was not open mouth, but it was still a long seductive kiss. As she pulled away, her finger went to his lips to silence his protests. "Listen. I am not paying for rent with this. I plan to pay you all the rent I owe you. I am just getting extra time is all."

As Destiny moved her hands to his pants he knew she was going to suck him off again. Everything in his head said it was wrong and to walk out and demand that she pack her shit. The only thing that stopped him from telling her to get the fuck out was the fact she was pretty for an older black lady, and that the last blowjob she gave him was amazing.

"So you're gonna pay next week? Right?" Chris pleaded as he felt Destiny unzip his pants.

Destiny smiled as she slid her body off of him so she was now kneeling before him. "Don't worry about money. Let me suck that thick white dick of yours, and we will talk money later."

When Destiny had his dick in her hand Chris gave up on trying to argue. He was determined to enjoy what she was going to do. He saw that the top of her white shirt was barely covering her abundant breasts. Chris could not get his eyes of the brown skin from her cleavage. When her mouth took in his shaft, the sight of her breasts now fueled his raging monster.

Chris did not see Destiny look up at him while his eyes were focused on the movement of her breasts. It was clear to him that she was not wearing a bra. Chris did finally look at her once she removed her mouth from his cock with a loud pop.

Destiny called out as Chris's eyes were distracted. "You like my tits don't you? You want to see my black titties?"

Chris wanted to say something more profound but only managed to nod to Destiny's question. When he did, she reached for the bottom of her shirt and quickly removed it. Her brown breasts bounced free, showing her dark, pointy nipples that popped out from her large areolas. Although her large breasts hung down, there was little signs that age affected them.

Before Chris could say anything he felt the familiar sensation of Destiny's plump lips on his now engorged cockhead. She quickly engulfed his manhood while her hands went for his hands. She took his right hand and moved it to her swaying breast. Chris took this as an invitation to grasp one as she slid her mouth up and down on his shaft.

Chris caressed her large breast in his hand while he felt Destiny's mouth working furiously on his cock. The soft, plump feeling of her black tit in his hand was something Chris never felt before. He slowly moved his fingers over to grasp the long nipple that hung down. Gently squeezing and pulling on her dark nipple caused Destiny to moan while she sucked hard.

Chris had a few girlfriends that let him feel their tits, but none were well-endowed like Destiny. Her brown breasts were smooth as silk to the touch. He lifted them as he marveled how they felt heavy, and just overflowed in his white hands.

As Destiny worked her hand up and down his shaft, Chris grunted in a low voice. Destiny knew exactly what she was doing with her tongue as she swirled hard around the sensitive tip. With her hand tightly squeezing the shaft while stroking it, Chris could feel his cock throb hard. She drooled more and even pulled away, spitting on his prick like a man. Her hand stroked his spit covered dick as her voice called out in a seductive tone. "I think you really like having me suck on this white cock of yours."

Chris nodded as Destiny stroked his pulsing erection. They exchanged smiles before Destiny's mouth returned to sucking on him. Her tight mouth went down quickly as he watched his white shaft disappear as her dark lips covered every inch.

Chris continued to pull and squeeze at her nipple as his orgasm approached quicker than he thought. It was even faster than before, and Chris almost wanted to hold back to get more from her, but she knew exactly how to make him cum fast. The more his finger teased her hard nipple, the more her mouth formed a tight suction on his now pulsing member. Chris tried to think about something else to hold off his impending explosion of cum, but the sight of her dark, sultry lips sucking hard on his cock and the tightness of her hard nipple made it impossible.

Chris let go of Destiny's elongated nipple, as his hand gripped the cushions of the couch. His loud moan overcame the sucking sounds of Destiny's mouth, as his cum started to flow. Chris watched Destiny as she released his cock and forced her mouth further down until her nose was pushed up against his pubic hair. She made guttural sounds as Chris shot a hot load of cum straight down her throat again. Chris did not know if he was giving her a few spurts in succession or if it was flowing out. Either way, Destiny never moved as she allowed Chris's warm load to flow down into her stomach.