House Guest
“Hello, baby,” the septuagenarian smiled.
“Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!”
“That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!”
“Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted.
“Jenna got the job!”
“That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite throwback western series.
“We’re just so proud of you! You know you can stay here until you find a place.”
“Thank you so much,” Jenna teared up. “I gotta run.”
The leggy, pecan-brown woman with tight, springy, frosted-end coils skipped a bit as she headed off to the administration building of the large, private historically Black college. She was elated to be graduating with her Master of Social Work degree and taking her first job in the rural county where she did a huge portion of her field experience.
While there, she’d met the Pearsons, a retired carpenter and schoolteacher, and even spent a few nights at their cozy, ranch-style home.
Jenna moved in on Wednesday afternoon and Melva Pearson announced that evening over a dinner of grilled pork chops, new potatoes and green beans that she and Bill would be heading out for a four-day weekend in the morning.
“What,” gasped Jenna. “Is it okay for me to stay here?”
“Of course,” the gray-haired man said.
“Wow! Thank you! I’ll take good care of the place.”
“Oh! We know!”
Jenna woke up to see them off as they pulled out shortly before six. She dozed off a bit before getting up for work.
Friday night rolled around and Jenna decided to order a pizza and watch a couple movies at home. She tried desperately not to think of Ty. The ensemble comedy did a decent job of distracting her from her major league outfielder ex. She always knew deep down it was only temporary, but they had fallen in love. In the end, Ty was not ready to be committed to someone like her forever. He wanted a family.
She woke up a little after eight and went to handle her morning hygiene ritual. She meandered into the kitchen to toast a bagel and have some juice. She studied her phone screen while she waited for the toaster. She screamed and jumped a little when she heard the door open.
“Oh my bad,” atoned the sturdy fellow with the deep complexion. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“It’s okay,” heaved Jenna with a hand over her barely covered chest.
“I’m sorry. I’m Roderick. Mom mentioned that you were moving in right as they headed out to Knoxville for the weekend.”
“Yes, she mentioned that to me the night before,” giggled the guest, wearing a dainty, satiny jewel-colored cami and shorts pajama set.
“I thought it’d be a good time to uh…uh…tinker with dad’s lawn mower. I’ve been meaning to do that.”
“Or it was a good time to make sure this strange chick isn’t robbing your parents blind,”
The average height man chuckled as his cheeks reddened due to the quite prominent cherry undertone of his skin. “Guilty!”
“I understand. I’m Jenna,” she outstretched her long, slender arm.
“Nice to meet you!”
“Likewise. Have a bagel with me.”
“Don’t mind if I do. What are you drinking?”
“Apple juice.”
He grabbed a glass for himself and refilled hers. They sat at the cramped breakfast table.
“Nice ride,” he referred to the late model Audi S5 coupe sitting in the driveway.
“Thanks. It was a gift,” she lowered her head.
“Some gift!”
“It was more like a parting gift,” she rolled her eyes.
“Oh I see,” he nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s for the best! So Misses Pearson said you teach.”
“Yeah. High school science over in Mays.”
“Oh nice! You like it?”
“I mean I been at it for twenty-five years, but yeah.”
“That’s awesome! I really enjoy working with the youth.”
“They can be trying, but they do bring joy when they do well.”
“Indeed. You have two, right?”
“No, my brother Richie has two. I only have one.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No need. You don’t know the whole family history.”
“Not quite,” she snickered.
“His name’s Landon. He’ll be nineteen soon.”
“Cool.”
“Not really,” he twisted his face.
“I get it,” she smiled. “What’s your wife up to today?”
“I couldn’t tell you. We got divorced a long time ago,” he chuckled.
“Oh my bad.”
“You good. Stop apologizing for shit.”
“Yes, sir!”
“I got a lady friend that lives with me, but we’re on the end of things.”
“Does she know that?”
“Oh yeah! She and her sister are looking for a house right now.”
“Oh okay.”
“Enough about that entanglement. Tell me more about you.”
“Well…I just graduated with my M-S-W.”
“Congratulations! Mom mentioned that. And you chose to come work in Saint Mary County?”
“I did. I like the area. I like the people.”
“That’s fair. I do too. So I’m guessing you’re single.”
“I am,” she lit up.
“I’m sure these local yokel’s won’t let that be the case for long,” he chuckled.
“Now I’m the one blushing,” she tee-heed.
“I do be blushin’,” he continued laughing.
“Don’t tell me you’re a fan of ‘Insecure’,” she beamed.
“I actually am. A group of girls in my ninth-grade physical science class got me into it when it first came out. We’d discuss it every Monday.”
“I bet they loved that.”
“Actually, they did. It ended up being four of ‘em that stuck it all the way to A-P Physics with me.”
“That’s impressive.”
“One of ‘em is a mechanical engineering major at North Carolina A and T and another is doing biology at Xavier in New Orleans.”
“Dang! You’re putting all the Black girls in STEM.”
“Nah. Those young girls were just brilliant.”
“But having a great teacher certainly plays a part.”
“True!”
“There you go blushing again.”
“You caught me! I can’t believe that muthafucka let you get away.”
“How do you mean,” she pressed, leaning forward.
“Well, I don’t wanna be too forward, but you’re easy on the eyes and you got a great personality.”
“Well…it was timing.”
“Yeah! That shit gets in the way, but in the end it’s never good timing for anything. You just gotta do what Nike says.”
“That sounds like some sage advice.”
“I got it from my pops.”
“Nice! I’d almost forgotten I was in this li’l outfit.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“You’re a mess,” she gently flicked his forearm.
“So what idiotic reason made him walk away from you?”
“Umm…I was born a boy.”
Roderick’s eyes bugged. “For real?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Damn! You could’ve fooled me.”
“Uhh...Thanks!”
“No offense. I mean you look like a woman. Some don’t. You look real natural, not exaggerated or manly.”
“Oh…okay…thank you! Well, I’ll let you get back to tinkering with the lawn mower.”
“I ain’t thinkin’ about that lawn mower right now, girl,” he licked his lips.
“Oh really?”
“Hell naw!”
“What are you thinking about daddy!”
“How good those lips gon’ feel on daddy’s big dick!”
“Ooh daddy,” she cooed.
“What room you in?”
“It’s the one with the oak armoire.”
“My old room. Let’s go!”
Roderick stood and motioned for Jenna to lead the way. He studied her slim waist and peachy derriere. “You look good enough to eat, girl,” he announced.
“Have you ever been with a trans before?”
“Couple times back in Atlanta.”
“Oh nice!”
“Yeah, baby!”
He pulled her close once they were in the room and locked lips with her. Their tongues wrestled passionately while they fondled one another’s bodies. His mammoth, weathered hands sank into her velvety soft skin. He cupped her perky, au naturel knockers and fingered her turgid nipples
She purred at this as she felt his solid chest emanating heat and giving off moisture. “You’re so warm!”
“You turn me on, baby!”
“Yay!”
“Take this dick out,” he ordered.
She reached for his bulging erection and released it from the prison that was his jeans. She knelt down to admire the generous, veiny, uncut member. She stroked it and offered, “It’s so big, daddy!”
“I know,” he noted tenderly.
Jenna opened wide and took the head in. She moved her head slowly, progressing down the shaft at a snail's pace.
“That’s it, baby girl! Nice and slow. That’s just how daddy likes it!”
“Mmhmm,” she moaned.
“All the way down! Good girl!”
She squeezed it as slobber dribbled down her chin.
“Good and sloppy! Good girl,” he encouraged her.
“Thank you,” she gagged.
“Beautiful,” he groaned as he saw tears trickle. “Bend over, baby. Let me taste that pussy!”
Jenna climbed onto the bed and wiggled her foxy, bubble butt.
He moved in and spread the cheeks apart. “That brown booty hole is so pretty, baby girl!”
“Thank you, daddy!”
He spat on it and launched his oral assault. He licked and munched carefully.
She writhed with pleasure until he stopped and pressed her onto the mattress.
Roderick mounted her and angled his manhood at her clenched anus. He wet the tip and maneuvered into her secret garden methodically.
“Ooh,” she winced slightly.
“I’ll be gentle,” he intimated.
“Thank you,” she sighed.
His loins ached as he worked his missile inside of her.
She accepted him, gritting her teeth.
“You like that,” he checked.
“Yes,” she quivered.
“I’ma let you get used to it, baby,” he reassured her.
“Yes, daddy,” she exhaled.
“That’s it. Open that pussy up.”
“Yes, sir!”
Roderick began rocking and Jenna arched back into him.
“Oh yeah, girl! Give me that ass!”
“Yes, sir,” she whined.
“It’s so tight, baby!”
“You like that, daddy?”
“Hell yeah! I love this tranny pussy!”
“Fuck me,” she begged.
Roderick increased his tempo.
Jenna bucked beneath him, matching his rhythm.
They moved in gorgeous unison, kissing and breathing heavily.
Roderick hooked his arm around her and turned them on their sides. He lifted one of her legs and furiously pummeled her.
“Yes, daddy! Fuck me,” she screeched.
“Take this dick, baby! Taka all of it,” he demanded.
“Yes, sir! It feels so good!”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, daddy! I love this dick!”
“You better!”
“You like this pussy!”
“Oh yes I do,” he confessed, straining.
“Fuck me with that big donkey dick, daddy!”
“You takin’ it like a real good girl, baby!”
“It’s your pussy.”
“It’s my pussy,” he checked.
“Yes, sir!”
Roderick pulled out and stood on his knees. He looked down at the precious doll and dove back into her depths. He thrust frantically while gazing into her soul. “You feel just like a woman!”
“I’m your woman,” she whispered.
“Hell yeah!”
“Give me that dick!”
“Take it, baby!”
“Mmm!”
“Fuck, baby!”
“Give it to me, daddy!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
He hammered with more rigor. She dug her manicured nails into his slick, manly back. They kissed until he rolled over.
She rode him as he played with her hooters.
“Pretty ass, bitch,” he grunted.
“Thank you!”
“Jump on this dick!”
“Oh, daddy! I love this dick!”
“I love that pussy!”
“Fuck me!”
“You like that?”
“Oh yeah! You finna ride this nut outta me,” he tensed.
“Let it happen, daddy,” she pleaded, gripping his rugged chest.
He roared her name as his molten seed spilled forth into Jenna’s most sacred place.
Her loosened rectum convulsed simultaneously, forcing her to collapse on top of him.
They lay together, panting. Desperately trying to catch their breath.
“Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!”
“That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!”
“Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted.
“Jenna got the job!”
“That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite throwback western series.
“We’re just so proud of you! You know you can stay here until you find a place.”
“Thank you so much,” Jenna teared up. “I gotta run.”
The leggy, pecan-brown woman with tight, springy, frosted-end coils skipped a bit as she headed off to the administration building of the large, private historically Black college. She was elated to be graduating with her Master of Social Work degree and taking her first job in the rural county where she did a huge portion of her field experience.
While there, she’d met the Pearsons, a retired carpenter and schoolteacher, and even spent a few nights at their cozy, ranch-style home.
Jenna moved in on Wednesday afternoon and Melva Pearson announced that evening over a dinner of grilled pork chops, new potatoes and green beans that she and Bill would be heading out for a four-day weekend in the morning.
“What,” gasped Jenna. “Is it okay for me to stay here?”
“Of course,” the gray-haired man said.
“Wow! Thank you! I’ll take good care of the place.”
“Oh! We know!”
Jenna woke up to see them off as they pulled out shortly before six. She dozed off a bit before getting up for work.
Friday night rolled around and Jenna decided to order a pizza and watch a couple movies at home. She tried desperately not to think of Ty. The ensemble comedy did a decent job of distracting her from her major league outfielder ex. She always knew deep down it was only temporary, but they had fallen in love. In the end, Ty was not ready to be committed to someone like her forever. He wanted a family.
She woke up a little after eight and went to handle her morning hygiene ritual. She meandered into the kitchen to toast a bagel and have some juice. She studied her phone screen while she waited for the toaster. She screamed and jumped a little when she heard the door open.
“Oh my bad,” atoned the sturdy fellow with the deep complexion. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“It’s okay,” heaved Jenna with a hand over her barely covered chest.
“I’m sorry. I’m Roderick. Mom mentioned that you were moving in right as they headed out to Knoxville for the weekend.”
“Yes, she mentioned that to me the night before,” giggled the guest, wearing a dainty, satiny jewel-colored cami and shorts pajama set.
“I thought it’d be a good time to uh…uh…tinker with dad’s lawn mower. I’ve been meaning to do that.”
“Or it was a good time to make sure this strange chick isn’t robbing your parents blind,”
The average height man chuckled as his cheeks reddened due to the quite prominent cherry undertone of his skin. “Guilty!”
“I understand. I’m Jenna,” she outstretched her long, slender arm.
“Nice to meet you!”
“Likewise. Have a bagel with me.”
“Don’t mind if I do. What are you drinking?”
“Apple juice.”
He grabbed a glass for himself and refilled hers. They sat at the cramped breakfast table.
“Nice ride,” he referred to the late model Audi S5 coupe sitting in the driveway.
“Thanks. It was a gift,” she lowered her head.
“Some gift!”
“It was more like a parting gift,” she rolled her eyes.
“Oh I see,” he nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s for the best! So Misses Pearson said you teach.”
“Yeah. High school science over in Mays.”
“Oh nice! You like it?”
“I mean I been at it for twenty-five years, but yeah.”
“That’s awesome! I really enjoy working with the youth.”
“They can be trying, but they do bring joy when they do well.”
“Indeed. You have two, right?”
“No, my brother Richie has two. I only have one.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No need. You don’t know the whole family history.”
“Not quite,” she snickered.
“His name’s Landon. He’ll be nineteen soon.”
“Cool.”
“Not really,” he twisted his face.
“I get it,” she smiled. “What’s your wife up to today?”
“I couldn’t tell you. We got divorced a long time ago,” he chuckled.
“Oh my bad.”
“You good. Stop apologizing for shit.”
“Yes, sir!”
“I got a lady friend that lives with me, but we’re on the end of things.”
“Does she know that?”
“Oh yeah! She and her sister are looking for a house right now.”
“Oh okay.”
“Enough about that entanglement. Tell me more about you.”
“Well…I just graduated with my M-S-W.”
“Congratulations! Mom mentioned that. And you chose to come work in Saint Mary County?”
“I did. I like the area. I like the people.”
“That’s fair. I do too. So I’m guessing you’re single.”
“I am,” she lit up.
“I’m sure these local yokel’s won’t let that be the case for long,” he chuckled.
“Now I’m the one blushing,” she tee-heed.
“I do be blushin’,” he continued laughing.
“Don’t tell me you’re a fan of ‘Insecure’,” she beamed.
“I actually am. A group of girls in my ninth-grade physical science class got me into it when it first came out. We’d discuss it every Monday.”
“I bet they loved that.”
“Actually, they did. It ended up being four of ‘em that stuck it all the way to A-P Physics with me.”
“That’s impressive.”
“One of ‘em is a mechanical engineering major at North Carolina A and T and another is doing biology at Xavier in New Orleans.”
“Dang! You’re putting all the Black girls in STEM.”
“Nah. Those young girls were just brilliant.”
“But having a great teacher certainly plays a part.”
“True!”
“There you go blushing again.”
“You caught me! I can’t believe that muthafucka let you get away.”
“How do you mean,” she pressed, leaning forward.
“Well, I don’t wanna be too forward, but you’re easy on the eyes and you got a great personality.”
“Well…it was timing.”
“Yeah! That shit gets in the way, but in the end it’s never good timing for anything. You just gotta do what Nike says.”
“That sounds like some sage advice.”
“I got it from my pops.”
“Nice! I’d almost forgotten I was in this li’l outfit.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“You’re a mess,” she gently flicked his forearm.
“So what idiotic reason made him walk away from you?”
“Umm…I was born a boy.”
Roderick’s eyes bugged. “For real?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Damn! You could’ve fooled me.”
“Uhh...Thanks!”
“No offense. I mean you look like a woman. Some don’t. You look real natural, not exaggerated or manly.”
“Oh…okay…thank you! Well, I’ll let you get back to tinkering with the lawn mower.”
“I ain’t thinkin’ about that lawn mower right now, girl,” he licked his lips.
“Oh really?”
“Hell naw!”
“What are you thinking about daddy!”
“How good those lips gon’ feel on daddy’s big dick!”
“Ooh daddy,” she cooed.
“What room you in?”
“It’s the one with the oak armoire.”
“My old room. Let’s go!”
Roderick stood and motioned for Jenna to lead the way. He studied her slim waist and peachy derriere. “You look good enough to eat, girl,” he announced.
“Have you ever been with a trans before?”
“Couple times back in Atlanta.”
“Oh nice!”
“Yeah, baby!”
He pulled her close once they were in the room and locked lips with her. Their tongues wrestled passionately while they fondled one another’s bodies. His mammoth, weathered hands sank into her velvety soft skin. He cupped her perky, au naturel knockers and fingered her turgid nipples
She purred at this as she felt his solid chest emanating heat and giving off moisture. “You’re so warm!”
“You turn me on, baby!”
“Yay!”
“Take this dick out,” he ordered.
She reached for his bulging erection and released it from the prison that was his jeans. She knelt down to admire the generous, veiny, uncut member. She stroked it and offered, “It’s so big, daddy!”
“I know,” he noted tenderly.
Jenna opened wide and took the head in. She moved her head slowly, progressing down the shaft at a snail's pace.
“That’s it, baby girl! Nice and slow. That’s just how daddy likes it!”
“Mmhmm,” she moaned.
“All the way down! Good girl!”
She squeezed it as slobber dribbled down her chin.
“Good and sloppy! Good girl,” he encouraged her.
“Thank you,” she gagged.
“Beautiful,” he groaned as he saw tears trickle. “Bend over, baby. Let me taste that pussy!”
Jenna climbed onto the bed and wiggled her foxy, bubble butt.
He moved in and spread the cheeks apart. “That brown booty hole is so pretty, baby girl!”
“Thank you, daddy!”
He spat on it and launched his oral assault. He licked and munched carefully.
She writhed with pleasure until he stopped and pressed her onto the mattress.
Roderick mounted her and angled his manhood at her clenched anus. He wet the tip and maneuvered into her secret garden methodically.
“Ooh,” she winced slightly.
“I’ll be gentle,” he intimated.
“Thank you,” she sighed.
His loins ached as he worked his missile inside of her.
She accepted him, gritting her teeth.
“You like that,” he checked.
“Yes,” she quivered.
“I’ma let you get used to it, baby,” he reassured her.
“Yes, daddy,” she exhaled.
“That’s it. Open that pussy up.”
“Yes, sir!”
Roderick began rocking and Jenna arched back into him.
“Oh yeah, girl! Give me that ass!”
“Yes, sir,” she whined.
“It’s so tight, baby!”
“You like that, daddy?”
“Hell yeah! I love this tranny pussy!”
“Fuck me,” she begged.
Roderick increased his tempo.
Jenna bucked beneath him, matching his rhythm.
They moved in gorgeous unison, kissing and breathing heavily.
Roderick hooked his arm around her and turned them on their sides. He lifted one of her legs and furiously pummeled her.
“Yes, daddy! Fuck me,” she screeched.
“Take this dick, baby! Taka all of it,” he demanded.
“Yes, sir! It feels so good!”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, daddy! I love this dick!”
“You better!”
“You like this pussy!”
“Oh yes I do,” he confessed, straining.
“Fuck me with that big donkey dick, daddy!”
“You takin’ it like a real good girl, baby!”
“It’s your pussy.”
“It’s my pussy,” he checked.
“Yes, sir!”
Roderick pulled out and stood on his knees. He looked down at the precious doll and dove back into her depths. He thrust frantically while gazing into her soul. “You feel just like a woman!”
“I’m your woman,” she whispered.
“Hell yeah!”
“Give me that dick!”
“Take it, baby!”
“Mmm!”
“Fuck, baby!”
“Give it to me, daddy!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
He hammered with more rigor. She dug her manicured nails into his slick, manly back. They kissed until he rolled over.
She rode him as he played with her hooters.
“Pretty ass, bitch,” he grunted.
“Thank you!”
“Jump on this dick!”
“Oh, daddy! I love this dick!”
“I love that pussy!”
“Fuck me!”
“You like that?”
“Oh yeah! You finna ride this nut outta me,” he tensed.
“Let it happen, daddy,” she pleaded, gripping his rugged chest.
He roared her name as his molten seed spilled forth into Jenna’s most sacred place.
Her loosened rectum convulsed simultaneously, forcing her to collapse on top of him.
They lay together, panting. Desperately trying to catch their breath.
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