"Home With The Landlady": My Gabby Fantasy Follow-Up

[Anthony_JK]

It took me long enough, but since Gabby was so nice about my original fantasy story I wrote for her, I decided to write a sequel that picks up where the original leaves off. Like the last story, it starts slow, but heats up quickly.

Home With The Landlady: Another Gabby Quinteros Fantasy
by Anthony K

[Refer to my original story Grinding My Landlady for proper context. Once again, any relationship between the featured protagonist in this story and the real life porn performer/camgirl/sexy human being named Gabby Quinteros is strictly coincindental.]


It had been nearly two weeks since my sexy Latina landlady Gabby Quinteros had offered me to stay at her place while the annex apartment where I stayed was being remodeled. It may have been a bit spur-of-the- moment, but the offer of a room and board at the same rate I was currently paying for the apartment was simply too good to reject...especially considering that Gabby sealed the deal with an additional bonus of an impromptu ass grind on my crotch. I did mention that Gabby was sexy as all fuck, right? Little did I know, and I would soon find out, just how sexy she was.

Since that fateful late afternoon at her office, our encounters had been brief and cordial; because I worked the graveyard night shift and slept during the day, I never really got to see Gabby that much. I generally keep to myself anyway, and I didn’t want to spoil the delightful memory of that office tryst; so when we did meet it was the usual pleasantries. She usually dressed the typical conservative form of a landlord/businesswoman, but even there her attire was meant to accentuate her well built and sensuous body. I still couldn’t help in passing to gaze a peek or two behind her back at her juicy, ripe ass that appeared to be bare underneath her sheer skirt. One time I thought that she had caught me staring a bit too long, but all I got from her was a wicked smile and a wink as she sashayed along, even appearing to swerve her hips a bit more than usual. Naturally, Gabby became a part of my masturbatory fantasies every day; just imagining her naked and grinding that fine booty against my dick was enough to help me blow my wad and then some. I was content with that, but I never dreamed it would go further.

Well, would I be surprised.

On Saturday, two weeks after, I got an email from the front office of our apartment building announcing that the remodel would begin on next Wednesday, and that everyone in the annex would have to make accommodations to either move to other parts of the complex or move out. But that wasn’t the only thing I got: also included was another email from Gabby herself telling me that the arrangement she made was still on, and that I should pack whatever I needed to move over so that I could move in her loft by Tuesday. Thankfully, I had taken a week’s vacation off my work, and I didn’t need to pack much since Gabby said that the section where I would stay would be fully furnished with everything I needed...”and then some”.

Tuesday came, and I was packed and ready to go; all I had to pack was a couple of suitcases and a knapsack full of clothes, my laptop computer, my mobile phone, and the usual personal supplies. While a part of me was wild in anticipation of what living under the same roof as Gabby would be like; the main part of me was conditioning myself to be respectful and disciplined, since I would be a guest of hers for a while. Sexy she may be, she still held the power to kick me out into the street.

Right around noon, I had a knock on my door; it was Gabby herself coming to bring me over to her place.

“Hey, Anthony….you ready to move in?”

“Ready or not, let’s do this.”

As it turned out, her loft was further away from the apartment complex than I expected; but it was closer to where I worked, and right in front of a bus stop, so it was actually more convenient for me.

On the way over, we discussed the terms of my stay there: I would have an upstairs room with connections to my own personal bed and bath upstairs on the second floor above Gabby’s main space; I would have total access to the kitchen and living room space, and all I had to do was to keep my space relatively clean and organized and pay my normal rent. Everything else would be taken care of, including WiFi Internet access for my laptop and cell phone. “I trust you enough as an adult to understand these rules, so I’m mot going to lecture you like some 16 year old boarder.”

“Absolutely, Gabby. I know my boundaries, and will respect yours.”

“Of course, that doesn’t mean we can’t adjust them sometimes, can we?”

As she said that, one of her hands went to rub my inner thigh just below my crotch. Inside, I was taken aback; “Wow, she moves quick,” I thought.

I should note that Gabby was wearing black exercise yoga pants tight enough to seem like a second skin on her legs (and tight enough to show off that ass, too), and a tank top that showed off plenty of her finery up front. That’s “finery” as in lots of cleavage and nipples so hard they were practically attempting to pop out of her top.

I just couldn’t help myself as my desire surged in my pants. But, outside of that, I kept my discipline. I didn’t want to seem over eager in case this was just a tease.

We made it to Gabby’s loft around 10 minutes later, and she helped me gather my things and walked me over to the front entrance. She gave me two keys: one for the main entrance, and the other to my mini-suite which would be upstairs.

As she led me up the stairs to my new domicile, I got a full unblemished view of that lovely ass that I had fondled and grinded on that fateful afternoon. With every step she swayed those hips, I had to catch myself from moaning out loud in lust.

Finally, she got to the room and unlocked the door. The suite was gorgeous and even kind of big for one person, but had all the accessories as promised.

“So, Anthony...how do you like it?”

“I like it very much….it’s good to be away from all the noise.”

“Great...let me go and get you the WiFi password and other stuff so we can get you situated.”

As soon as Gabby left, I quickly adjusted my hardening dick in my pants, and then sprawled out on the large comfortable bed. I first though about unzipping my pants and jerking off to relieve the immediate horniness, but then I remembered I had to finish unpacking, so I decided to delay that thought.

A few minutes later, Gabby came back up with a glass of lemonade and the passwords for the WiFi and the cable. I also noticed one other thing: she had taken off the leggings and the top and was nearly naked, wearing only a scant bra top and thong panties that barely covered up her...shall we say, womanly charms.

“Now, Anthony,” Gabby started, “There is one thing I forgot to tell you about this arrangement. The reason why I picked you and you alone for this is that I trust you to keep this between us, OK?”’

A bit perplexed at this turn of events, but nevertheless remembering how it all began, I responded: “Of course, this will stay between us, Gabby, that was understood from the get go. We’re both adults, and I respect your privacy and your life.”

“That’s fine, Anthony, because you may not know about the life and lifestyle I keep behind the public eye. You see, I’m kind of what you would call….oh, the hell with that, I am a slut. I like a lot of sex...I mean a lot. What you got from me that afternoon was just a tiny sample.”

“I kind of figured that from the nice grind you gave me….but I have no problem with that, either. I believe that women have as much a right to get theirs as men have. I admire sluts very much.”
“That’s why I picked you in the first place, baby. Not many men have the lack of ego that can stand being with someone like me without either becoming a boorish asshole or a control freak.

“I live here by myself, but I also use this loft for what I call “slutting out” and bringing men and women for me to fuck and suck and play with. Would that offend you at all?”

“Absolutely not. It’s your place, I pay your rent...remember? I just don’t want to get caught watching you when you do ‘slut out’.”

“Honey, if you want to watch, that’s fine with me...as long as you are discreet about it. In fact, I have a whole library of pretty hot porn that you can have full access to. I know all about your ‘addiction’ to sexy women, Anthony, and I’m here to help you get through your ‘recovery’.”

WOW. She really was as slutty as the rumors said.

As she was saying this, Gabby removed her top and revealed her magnificent breasts and fully erect nipples in all their glory. She moved next to me and started feeling up my dick through my pants, slowly and gently stroking it until it was about to burst out of my fly.

“Now, if I remember correctly, you owe me for that sweet ass grind I gave you the other day. Ever licked a woman’s pussy before?”

I couldn’t lie to her. “No, I haven’t...but I’m eager to learn.”

“Good, because your first class starts right now. First, I’ll show you the basics.”

With that, Gabby got up in front of me and slid her hand down between her legs, slowly and seductively rubbing her hot Latina pussy through the narrow and thin layer of her thong panties. I could see the proclusion of her clit as she lovingly stroked it, and felt the moist heat as her juices started flowing and the smell of her sexual essence grew stronger. She then briefly stopped to pull her panties down to her ankles and step out of them, putting them to the side.

I could hardly breathe at the site of this goddess offering herself to me, but I managed to kneel in front of her and guide my mouth to the opening of her vulva, and began to tongue her clit. I started slow and cautious, but it must have worked well because she used her hands to guide me further inward while she started bucking and grinding her hips against my face, moaning me to go further. I alternated between flicking her clit and deeply tounging her lovehole, allowing a second to exhale and inhale the beautiful musk of her essence before going in again.

Before I knew it, Gabby was practically yelling: “Oh, yeah, Anthony...oh, fuck yeah, don’t stop, fuck, lick my pussy, baby...you’re making me cum...make me cum all over your fucking face...yeah, yeah, don’t stop..ahhhhhh!!” She was so deep in herself she even moaned in Spanish (I wish I could translate, but that’s for another time).

I was totally unprepared when she pulled my face away from her pussy, and brought it up to her face for a long tongue kiss, then she quickly turned so that her ass was facing me. “Do you want to fuck me, Anthony? Or, do you want to grind that nice cock of yours against me like before? But first, let’s get it nice and hard and wet for me, OK??”

Gabby turned back towards me, practically ripped my pants down and my boxer briefs below my ankles, and then proceded to give me a blowjob that practically curled my toes almost to my knees. It was almost as if she was a professional porn girl who did this for money...but I was too far gone in lust for that thought to cross my mind for long.

She brought me to near the brink of cumming twice but knew how to step back from there; but ultimately she shifted around and offered her ass to me one more time. I thought about going for entering her pussy, but I decided that another ass grind would do for now. I positioned my hard cock between her sweet cheeks and pushed my hips back and forth, while she responded with grinding her own hips round and round, stimulating me from tip to balls. I reached around to play with those huge nipples with each hand as I not-so-dryhumped her furiously.

Ultimately, I could take no more, and I busted two nutloads of cum onto her ass cheeks and her back, while she had her own sizable orgasms along with me. We then fell onto the bed, exhausted but totally satiated and satisfied.

I must have fallen asleep from the exhaustion, because when I woke back up I was alone in the bed, and Gabby was gone somewhere. As I went into the bathroom to refresh myself I saw a note that was left near the lavatory.

“Hey, Anthony, I’m off to do some business. Just lock up if you decide to leave; the house is all yours except for my bedroom. Next time, I expect you to fuck me, not just grind. Keep it hard for me….oh, and your rent is due next week. Your slutty landlady, Gabby.”

I don’t know what I got myself into, but I’ll go along for the ride. Or, let her ride me.