OFF-CAMPUS LANDLADY - CHAPTER 2: Initiating Alex & Jack
It was 9 AM and Martina was standing outside of her apartment building. She was waiting for the contractor that tended to the groundskeeping to finish signing off on his invoice paperwork. A full week had passed since Martina's encounter with Alex, and she now found herself sizing up every man that crossed her path. Her appraisals had changed from a general appreciation into trying to figure out if "this guy" had some sort of a look, or vibe that might give away any clue that maybe, just maybe, he was into this very specific frotting kink that she had discovered in Alex.
How could you tell if any man was open to feeling his cock rubbing up against another man when involved in a threesome? There were some men that had that obviously gay look about them, but that was far from the same thing. She once thought she had a knack for picking guys that had no hang ups, or no serious taboos lurking in the shadows. She had explored some basic kinky themes when she was younger, and had even had a small handful of threesomes with two guys at the same time, but that had always been a simple affair of them taking turns on her while in the same room. They never made any contact with each other, and they definitely were not into grinding cock on cock.
Martina let herself wander with her train of thought, mindlessly agreeing with the basic chit chat the groundskeeper was making while they completed their transaction. Her distracted spell was broken when she felt a hand tapping at her elbow. The groundskeeper had already disappeared.
Paperwork in hand, she realised that Alex was now standing by her side.
Alex: "Hey, Martina. Are you alright?"
She examined his face, and how he held himself as a man. There was nothing to give off any clue that "this guy" had an insatiable urge to frott fuck her, or any other woman for that matter. He just looked like any other young guy she would have assumed was straight. Definitely not gay, and no hints of being bi-curious.
Alex: "Martina?"
She smiled as she caught herself staring at him.
Martina: "Alex. I was hoping I would run into you. How are things coming along?"
Alex: "Yeah, alright. I got hit with a few surprise overtime shifts at my night job that I couldn't get out of, so I've been stretched a little thin. All over the place, if you know what I mean."
Martina: "Hmm, that's not good, because that thing that needs to come along, I'm getting this feeling that it isn't coming along the way that it should. You haven't given me any updates..."
She turned to face him, her face close enough to his that he could feel her hot breathe on his cheek.
Martina: "... and I can't wait forever." she whispered, leaning in closer.
Alex: "NO! I'm trying. I really am. But..." he hesitated.
She stood back, her right hand gripping his left bicep, as if to keep him from running away. She looked at him, trying to look as if she were a little disappointed.
Martina: "But?"
Alex: "But... it's not as easy as I thought it would be. I mean, I have been trying to find someone, but it's..."
Martina: "... not easy to find another guy that wants to feel his own cock rubbing up against yours?" She said, loudly enough that it made Alex instantly uncomfortable.
She kept her gaze steady. She had lied about not being able to wait forever. She could wait.
Ever since she had watched this young man blow his load in her apartment, jerking off in front of her to frott porn. She had found that now, she was unable to fantasize about anything other than gangbang scenarios. It was consuming her thoughts, and with each day that passed, the desire to make this fantasy a way of life was starting to become more and more overwhelming.
Martina savored the visible discomfort in Alex for a moment longer. He looked like a little kid, caught indulging in a guilty little moment of mischief and did not know where to run, in the hopes of protecting that little mischief mischief.
She led Alex by her grip on his bicep back through the front door and towards the ground floor apartment to their left. They entered the dwelling she had reserved for administrative purposes, where the building's paperwork and security systems were kept, along with the general "other things" that needed to be locked away in a safe dry place.
Closing the door behind them, she paused mid step and stopped Alex in his tracks, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
Martina: "Have you changed your mind?" she ran her hands over his torso, feeling his firm form beneath. One hand moved down to his pants, feeling the the growing pressure behind his zipper line. "Don't I turn you on more than the porn you've been jerking off to?"
Alex: "Yes! Fuck YES! You do, you definitely do!"
Martina: "So why haven't you made this your priority?"
Alex: "I have, I just... I just can't find anyone that is up to it."
She reached down now, unzipping his pants and sliding her hand in, beneath his underwear. She slid her index finger up and down his hardened shaft while pressing her body against him, her lips brushing against his earlobe.
Martina: "I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to touch your cock again without it having a friend for company!?!"
She felt a slick discharge of precum on her finger tip. She continued sliding her digit up and down his shaft a few times, from base to tip as if she were rubbing her own slit.
Alex: "I can find guys for a regular threesome, there are plenty that would be up for that. If you want I can invite one around. I know I have a couple of classmates that would be keen to join us."
Martina: "But you don't want a regular threesome do you?" She moved to slide the fingers of her free hand up to his lips, and pressed them into his open mouth as he was about to respond. "You want something more. A lot more."
She felt him gently sucking the two fingers she had in his mouth.
Martina: "So think... who do you know that would really be open to sharing your cock with me?"
As she said the words, she realised how it sounded, but also understood that this was the answer to what had been clouding her thoughts.
Martina: "Who do you know that wants to help you fuck me... " she pulled her hand from his crotch, her finger now thoroughly coated with his precum, "... but would also LOVE to feel your cock?"
She swapped hands now, pressing the precum coated finger into his mouth, and her saliva coated fingers back down into his pants. Her hands became more active. Her finger gently pumping into his mouth while her left hand, wedged between his zipper line and his underwear, was roughly groping his hard shaft, making him feel the friction of fabric against his sensitive head.
Martina: "Who wants to please you like you want to please me?" her whisper now barely audible over Alex's heavier breathing. "Who wants to make your fantasy come true?"
With that last whisper Alex broke from her body crush, spinning around and pressed her hard against the door.
He kissed her deeply, both of his hands reaching behind her to grab her large, rounded ass cheeks. Her hand was still caught in his pants, now pinned between their bodies, and she felt him start to dry hump her captive open palm.
Martina tasted a hint of his salty precum in his kiss, on his tongue. She tried to squeeze her hand against his hardened shaft as best she could. Her pussy was suddenly soaking wet at the thought of what was to come, what she had set in motion.
This building fantasy had turned her on as is, but during their previous encounter she had played the part of the seducer. She had had the upper hand, even the dominant role.
