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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Today I was in the office I volunteer in. Bored staring at the computer and frustrated at the other volunteer. Her constant questions and nattering frustrating me. We'd recently rented the shop downstairs but it needed a lot of work. One of the guys comes in and asks to see it. He's got a good body, a wicked sense of humour and a naughty glint in his eyes. I jump at the opportunity to show him the new space so grab the keys before anyone else can. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We walk down to the office, not saying much. I open it up and in we go. There is a big counter as we go in, it used to be a cafe. We squeeze past that and go through the back. There's a room, light and spacious but it needs painted. A storeroom, dark and dingy. Ian asks what that room will be used as. I jokingly quip it's a red room before I realise what I say. Let's have a closer look suggests Ian. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I stay near the door as he walks in. I take the opportunity to size him up from behind. Nice back, broad, strong. And his ass, delicious. Not coming in he asks. I blush and mutter we don't need to paint this room. We? He asks, are you going to get your hands dirty. Well like any good girl I enjoy a bit of filth I tell him, of course I'll help. Well there's no time like the present but I suggest you get changed. My skinny jeans and cleavage enhancing jumper not quite being appropriate for painting. Run me home I ask? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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We go up to the office. I tell the staff I'm going to help Ian paint today but need to go get changed. I'll be back within the hour. I rack my brain on what to wear as I head to his car. We drive up to mine. So do I finally get to see your house Ian asks. Well how could a girl say no, in you come. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I open the door and take him through to the living room. Ian loves the view, wait until he sees the conservatory. I walk to far side and stare out. I can hear him walk across. Feel him stand behind me. He gently moves my hair to the side and kisses my neck. I don't move. Afraid to break the moment. I can feel myself melting against him. He's hit my sweet spot and has me under his control. I can feel my nipples harden. Then he stops, walks out, I'll be back in 30 minutes. Get yourself changed. If he was wanting to tease he's certainly achieved that. Now what to wear... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I hear his car toot his arrival. I'm wearing 3 quarter length skin tight black joggers and a red long sleave tshirt. My 34FF tits pulling the fabric tight over them. I quickly throw a hoodie on and head to his car. I blush as I notice him eye me up top to toe. Ready for this he asks. I can't help but wonder what "this" actually is. He starts the car and we head down. I open up as he grabs the paint, brushes, etc. I go through to the back room. The room which will be easiest to paint. He comes in and sets up, laying out dust sheets, pouring paint, etc. He really does look good down on his knees. How shall we do this boss I ask. We decide he will do the high bits, well he is 6 foot, and I do the low being just 5'3". Works for me. Let's start.
I start painting above the skirting as he starts with the roller. We chat about the weather, it's snowing, work, anything but the sexual tension I know he must be able to feel. He's faster than me and soon standing over me. I stand up to stretch, then squat down, using his leg to steady myself. He asks if I'm ok. I look up to answer but realise my face is right next to his groin. My hand slowly works up his leg until I find his cock quickly hardening in his jeans. Should I stop or should I continue? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It's been so long since I last sucked a cock. Nearly 2 months. I can't help but think this. His hand comes down to my hair. The roller in his other hand. I look at him. He gives me the tiniest smile. I slowly undo his zip and pull his hard cock out. It's a nice size, maybe 7 inches. Thick too. I need to taste him. I move slowly towards him, not taking my eyes off his cock. My tongue comes out to quickly lick the head of his cock. I slowly take it in my mouth, inch by inch. He tastes so good. Before I realise he's balls deep. I pull back and tease the tip of his cock with my tongue and hear him moan. I take just the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue as I suck. My hand comes up to feel his balls. It's time to get to work, I need to taste his cum. I'm working up and down him, sucking and using my tongue to tease. His hand is getting tighter in my hair but he's allowing me full control. I'm going to cum he says. I suck harder, I need his cum. I need to taste him. He starts squirting down my throat. I don't waste a single drop, swallowing it all. I look up at him lick my lips. Then I turn and continue painting. He tastes delicious. I wonder how many more loads he can give me today. I'm dripping. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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We listen to the radio for a while. Painting. Not saying much. Finally the first room is finished. We move to an alcove area. I get on my hands and knees and start painting. I know he's in the hallway behind me. I know my ass must be looking good. I hear him move. I'm not sure what he's doing. It's my turn he says. I feel him slowly pull my joggers down. He can see my pussy, dripping wet. I feel his fingers, probing. They delve in deep suddenly. I can't help but squeal and push back. They disappear just as quickly. Delicious he says. Don't move or I'll stop. He has 2 fingers inside me as his thumb starts circling my clit. It feels so good. My hips start to move, pushing for more, wanting him deeper. He pulls my joggers back up. I told you not to move. I'm sorry, please I beg. He picks up the roller and starts to work. I growl in frustration. |
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We finish the alcove. I'm so frustrated I can barely concentrate. He notices and tells me I've made too many errors. His poor cloth is turning white with all the paint I'm wiping up. Where do bad girls go he asks. In the dungeon I ask? The store room has been recristened. He nods. Fuck it I think. I walk across and lean against the wall. I slip my hand into my panties and start working my clit. He turns and watches me. Don't stop he says. Yes boss. I go faster. I can feel I'm getting close. May I cum? He tells me not yet. I'm so close. I need to fight it. But I don't stop. Please I ask. Not yet. It's growing. I don't want to squirt but it's going to be a big one. Please I yell. Please let me. Please. Ok he smiles. I cum all over my hand. Feel better he asks? Oh yes. Now shall we paint the big room boss? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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We walk through. I can't believe I just did that. What came over me. I'm not normally so naughty. Still, I needed it. I needed it badly. But what I need more is to feel him inside me. But suddenly the door goes. It's one of the other volunteers. That's me locked up she says, here's the keys. Thank you I say, have a nice night. So the office upstairs is empty. No one around to disturb us. I walk up to him. We are alone. And I kiss him. Our first kiss. His tongue is exploring my mouth as mine explores his. He's a damn good kisser. I'm getting wet again. Or wetter really. I've been wet all day. He pushes me against the wall and keeps kissing me. His hand pushing my top up. He grabs by right boob, pulling it free from the bra. He kisses down my neck and continues to my nipple taking it into his mouth. Fuck that feels good. So good. His fingers are at my waist, slipping into my panties, they push up into me. 2 fingers. Deep. They feel so good. I can feel them curl round and find that sweet g spot. Please Ian, please fuck me. He pulls a condom out his pocket, I realise he's had all this planned. I don't care. How do you want me? Doggy. Now. I quickly get into position. He pushes in deep and starts to fuck me. I'm tight and it hurts a little at first. He feels so good though. Filing me up. Fucking me harder. More Ian. Give me more. He fucks me harder, deeper. He feels so good. I'm going to cum I tell him. He's close. I want to cum with him. I hold on. With one hard push he cums and knowing that sends me over the edge. We collapse on the floor and look up. We need to get this room painted still. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We get up and straighten up. We start painting the room. It's getting dark and getting cold and I need to get home. We work hard and get the room painted, stopping regularly to kiss. By 6.30 the first coat is on throughout the space. Time to head home. We pack up and head to his car. We are quiet in the car. He reaches over and takes my hand. You've no idea how long I've wanted you he says. Well we have tomorrow. Let's work together to get the colour on the walls. Get you at 11 he asks? I cannot wait! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Thank you. Quite daunting writing my first entry. Sorry for the typos, using my phone. I'll let you know how we get on painting tomorrow but I can't wait to find out! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So I pull a pair of tight little joggers over my blue thong abs check in the mirror. You can see the outline. Perfect. A nice t shirt with cleavage then start looking for a jumper. I can't find one I'm happy to get paint on. I hear him toot so throw on a hoodie and head out to his car.
We head to B+Q to pick up more paint supplies. As we get to the til I pull out my purse. Ian insists on paying. The old gent behind the til tells me I'm a very lucky lady and I should treat my boyfriend to lunch. I've no doubt how lucky I am. But I think he will enjoy something more than lunch.
We head along to the office and go to inspect the work we've already completed. It's looking good. Ready for the second coat. It's a cold day though and no heating. I ask to borrow his jumper to keep me warm. As I pull off my hoodie I ensure to catch the top underneath to subtly flash him. I then put his on and turn around. See anything you like? Come here he says. I take the 2 steps towards him. He takes my head in his hands and pulls me closer. He slowly starts kissing me. I need more and slip my tongue into his mouth. We are in the first room, the one whose front wall is just made of glass and anyone passing can see into. I push him backwards, through the arch and into the next room.
There's no windows in this room. I kiss my way down his neck before dropping to my knees. I undo his jeans and his cock springs free. No boxers today, naughty boy. I start licking his tip. Just teasing him. I then lick it from balls to tip. I hear him moan as his fingers get lost in my hair. I start kissing it all over. Loving the feel of his throbbing cock on my lips. I know I'm teasing him. He begs me to take him in my mouth. I look up at him as I take the tip into my mouth. I gently suck as I work my head up and down his cock. At first only taking an inch but ever increasing until my nose is in his pubes and his cock is down my throat being massaged by the slight gag reflex. I feel him pull me up. He kisses me them spins me around, pushing me against the wall. I hear the condom wrapper tear. His fingers quickly find my wet pussy before his cock replaces them. He feels so good. Deep in my pussy. I'm so tight around him. He starts slow but his pace increases. His hand reaches round and starts playing with my clit. He's relentless. Fucking me and playing with my clit. I'm getting so close then his fingers leave me. Suddenly I feel them at my ass. He slips one finger in. It's enough to send me over the edge as I push back trying to get his cock ever deeper. Cum Ian. Please cum. I cum hard. He pulls out and spins me around again. He whips off the condom and pushes into my mouth just as he starts to cum. Like a good girl I swallow every drop. Time to paint now.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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We start painting. Since I'm short and you are tall we can work together. I'll do the bottom and you the top. We get to work. I'm so aware my head is constantly at his cock. I want to suck him again. We get the first room finished and move to the second. The sexual tension continues to build. We finish the second room. Just the cupboard to go then another coat. We go back to the first room to check. It's so cold the paint isn't drying. We decide to go to Ian's for some heaters.
We walk in and I take a seat on the sofa. My feet wrapped under me. He goes to the garage and collects the heaters. He then goes to make us sandwiches. As I stand I notice paint on his leather sofa. Shit. I run to his kitchen and ask for a cloth. He asks why and I explain. I run back, thankfully it wipes off. Then I remove my trousers, carefully folding them to ensure it doesn't happen again. He comes through with lunch as I sit Just wearing his hoodie and my little electric blue thong. I sit with my legs crossed as he hands me my lunch and looks straight at my sodden panties. Eat up then we will deal with that. I do as I'm told.
Once we finish he says come here. I slide across the sofa to him and he guides me so I'm lying down. On your tummy he says. I do as I'm told. He pulls my thong to the side as he slides 2 fingers into me roughly and starts finger fucking me. You will not cum until I say. I nod. He's rough. Fucking me harder. Please can I cum I ask. No. He slaps my clit. Then goes back to finger fucking me. My phone goes. Answer that he instructs. It's one of the other volunteers. Where are you she asks, she's at the office. I'm trying not to make a sound as he continues torturing me. We've nipped out for lunch will be back soon I reply. I'm breathless and so close to cumming. I hang up the call. Please. Please let me cum. I beg. Please. He pulls his fingers out. I feel empty. We better get back he says. In that moment I hate him.
We head back, see Margaret and she leaves. Please Ian. Please fuck me. No. You could've ruined my sofa. We need to work. We get to it and spend the next 2 hours painting. Not talking. I'm so frustrated. I can smell my arousal and sure he can too. We finish the painting for today and pack up. I look at him. I want him. I need him.
We get in the car and I assume he's going to drive me home but instead we go to his. As soon as we walk in the door he kisses and and starts stripping me. He bends me over the back of his sofa as he pulls in the condom. He starts fucking me savagely. This is pure animalistic fucking. With one last push I can feel him cum. It sends me over the edge as well.
I guess I better order some dinner. You'll be staying tonight.
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