Meeting Kendra*

I knock on the door of #202. This is the home of Lauren Tanner, a single mom of 42, and her 18-year-old daughter Kendra. A slim, energetic blonde teen with a small silver nose ring answers the door. “Kendra Tanner?” I ask. She nods expectantly. I hand her my card. “I’m Iain Roberts—I’m the new building manager,” I say. “I’m going around introducing myself to the tenants. My cell number is on the card—that’s the best way to get a hold of me. Is your mom home?”

{if DaynaPic=true}Kendra laughs merrily. “I know who you are, Iain, Dayna told me all about you, and I know she already told you Mom wouldn’t be home. C’mon in.” She draws me in and closes the door. “Take your picture of me for your file, and then let’s fuck.” She gives me a hungry smirk. “And keep your camera rolling. I want it all.” {elseif DaynaPic=false}“No, she’s not,” Kendra says, looking me up and down with a lustful gleam in her eye. “Would you like to come in for a minute?”

“Yes, I would, actually,” I tell her. I follow her into the apartment and she closes the door behind us. “One of the things I’m doing is taking pictures of all the tenants to help me keep everyone straight. May I take yours?”

“Sure,” Kendra says. “Is right here OK?”

“This is fine,” I tell her. I explain about the rig; she looks interested.

“So you can take video, too?” she asks.

“Yes,” I say. {endif}I launch Jenna’s app on my phone and take Kendra’s picture.

I show it to her. “That should work for formal purposes,” she says. Then she turns her back to me, thrusts her ass out, and shimmies her way out of her pants. “Take another,” she coos. “It’s my best feature.”

{if DaynaPic=false}Even by the standards of this building so far, this is a surprise, I think. “What are you doing?” I ask.

“Getting ready to fuck you, silly,” Kendra giggles, waggling her ass at me. “You’re clean, right?”

“Yes . . .” I respond.

“So am I, and I’m on the pill,” Kendra purrs. “I’m a horny teenage girl with a tiny little teen pussy whose mother is way too controlling. If the old lady who runs this building hired you, I figure you’re safe, and I really need some cock. We’re the only ones here. You’re not going to turn down fresh teen coochie, are you?”

Put that way . . . “I surrender,” I say, holding my hands up.

“Good,” Kendra coos. “And while you’re at it, I want you to film the whole thing. That sounds so hot . . .” I’m certainly not going to argue.

“Your wish is my command,” I tell her.

“Very good,” she purrs.{endif}

I line up and take the shot. “You’re right, that is a sexy little ass,” I say admiringly.

“I know,” Kendra replies smugly. She turns back toward me and stands up. She pulls off her shirt and tosses it aside. “It mostly makes up for my tits being so small. Still,” she adds, playing with a nipple, “at least they’re perky.”

“Hey, don’t insult those pretty little titties,” I say firmly. “They’re perfect little peaches with gorgeous little pink crowns. And from the look on your face, I’d guess they’re beautifully sensitive.” I reach out and tweak a nipple. Kendra gasps and her eyes roll back in her head; the nipple visibly lengthens. “Thought so. Let me show you, little nymph, just how much fun those sweet titties can be.”

I kneel before her and wrap my lips around a nipple. I caress it with my lips, then open them and let my tongue play with it. I palm the other little tit, then pinch its growing point and roll it in my grip. Kendra whimpers and holds my head with both hands. I suckle her nipple hard and fast. “So good . . . so good . . .” she moans. “That’s amazing . . . No one’s ever touched them before . . . the boys ignore them . . .”

“Fools,” I say roughly, and switch nipples. Kendra resists until she realizes I’m just changing sides. I pull and twist the wet one as I suckle its eager twin. I close my jaw so that the teeth scrape the nipple as I suckle it. She gasps. Her moans get higher and louder. Her breath comes faster and faster. I suck hard on her nipple and pull back; I pinch the other one hard. Kendra squeals and her body bucks wildly. She hangs onto my head for dear life. I think I just made her cum.

Before she can say anything, I switch sides again. I suck this nipple deep and pull as I pull and twist the other one. I slip three fingers into Kendra’s drenched little twat and bracket her clit, gripping it lightly and stroking it up and down. She cums again even harder, bucking my hand clean out of her sex.

When her body settles down, I stand up. Her eyes focus on me. I pop my fingers into my mouth and suck the girl-cum off them. “See?” I say. “You have wonderful tits.”