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By *lirty14u OP Man
over a year ago
Milton Keynes |
As we seem to have a need for some more stories all of a sudden (!) here's my first attempt. All my own, I promise. (Although Mrs F helped a bit...)
Sally finished making the beds, clearing the breakfast things, filing the washing machine and sat down. There was 20 minutes before the boiler servicing guy was coming; that meant just enough time for a cuppa and read of a magazine. It was a new women’s magazine she had not bought before, and when she opened the polythene wrapper it came in, out fell some flyers and a little book of short stories. She put them to one side without looking and flicked though the pages. About half way through she realised that there was a lot more racy articles than the usual housewives glossies she bought. This was full of in depth features on sex toys, how to please men, and how to have better orgasms. Sally was very impressed and told herself to remember to buy this again.
She found a page about the free gift book. It turned out they were sexy short stories, and excerpts from new porn books! She picked it up again and glanced through it. The first words her eyes fell on were a graphic description of a woman having sex with two men, one of Sally’s favourite fantasies. Another was about a woman having her first lesbian romp, and another with two women dominating a man and peeing on him! She had never seen that in a story before, it was so kinky!
Before she knew it, she was reading one of the stories from the start. It was about a woman having sex with a guy with a huge manhood that stretched her pussy full and still didn’t all fit in. This excited her, and managing to hold the book with one hand, her other slipped slowly into the waistband of her jeans. Not being able to get her hand in far enough, she put the book down to undue the button and unzip them. Then back to the story, and the woman had now started sucking the guy, and tasted herself on his huge dick. Sally’s fingertips brushed across her mound from the outside of her thin g-string panties, and it felt very good. In no time, she knew her clit was standing up and there was a delicious soggy patch a bit lower down where her juices were starting to soak into the lacy material.
She pushed her hand down further and began to circle her fingers around her wet pussy. She sometimes had a quick wank in bed, after Mark had left for work, but had got up early today, so she was feeling very randy now. The story was getting better and better, the guy had finally got his whole cock into the woman and was pounding her from behind while drawing his finger up and down over her arsehole. Sally wished someone was there doing that to her, and slipped two of her fingers into her sopping snatch. It made her gasp and groan and buck her hips a little as her fingers began to wriggle in a good rhythm and she started to think about the fantastic orgasm she was going to have.
DING DONG! Bloody doorbell! Her eyes snapped open and looked at the clock. Shit! The boiler man was here, she flung the book down and kicked it under the sofa and then desperately tried to get the button on her jeans done up, but her fingers were slippery with her juices and damn thing wouldn’t do up. DING DONG again.
“OK, I’m coming!” she shouted, “Or at least I would have done!” she added to herself, laughing.
She was out of breath, red and flustered when she finally got the door open. The guy had a large smile and was looking very pleased with himself.
“Boiler service, love. Is it OK if I come in?”
“Of course, this way” she said and walked through to the kitchen.
As the guy began to take the cover off the boiler, he whistled softly to himself and Sally looked at him from the rear. He was about 40 and in good shape, muscular arms and a tight bum in his jeans. Her mind drifted back to her story for a second, when he suddenly said:
“I can come back later if it’s not convenient”
“No, its fine, I have nothing else to do". she answered.
“Are you sure?” he said.
She didn’t understand what he meant, so she said “Cup of tea, love?”
“Yeah that would be great” he said.
She turned and went to the kettle and looked through the doors to the lounge. A large van was parked outside on the drive, and the driver’s door was right in front of the window. She looked at the sofa to make sure the book had disappeared completely under it, then suddenly realised that the curtains were open and she had been wanking herself on the sofa right below where this guy had opened his van door! He would have to have easily seen her!
“A biscuit would be great too…. as long as you wash your hand first!” he added with a chuckle.
She decided to take a chance, sod it, she was horny!
“It was a good book, I felt the urge, there’s no harm in it.” She felt her cheeks redden as the guy turned around and quite obviously looked her up and down, and saw him slowly smile.
“Well, it certainly didn’t do me any harm; I was out there for about 5 minutes. I had to carry my tool box in front of my trousers when I came in so you didn’t see the lump!” It was his turn to look embarrassed.
Sally looked down and, true, there was a sizable lump in the front of his trousers. It made her pussy just ache for a good, hard, shag, and she decided there and then to have one! She stepped forward and said in a very low voice, “Why don’t you show me your tool then, or are the ones in the box the only ones your proud of?”
He stepped toward her and she backed away in to the lounge. “Come in here, its more comfy…” she purred.
He was pulling his jeans down as he walked, Sally’s fingers had dried off enough to grip that metal button this time and her jeans were also off in a flash. She stopped and pulled the curtains. “Who know who might be watching”!” she said. He laughed and stepped closer. She put her hand on the outside of his pants and squeezed. He was quite hard already, but Sally knew how to make him harder, she dropped to her knees and tugged his pants down. His erection sprang upwards and settled pointing straight up and ramrod hard. She took it in one hand and gently pulled his foreskin back. “I don’t do this for everyone you know” she said, and opened her mouth.
Her inviting tongue felt warm as it snaked across his helmet. She sucked him in and closed her lips just under his purple head, pressing her lips down tight and started to suck. His hands rested on her head and started to play with her hair. Her head bobbed up and down slowly, savouring the strong musky scent of his cock and gently squeezing his ball sack with one hand. He started to groan.
After a few minutes, she said “I don’t want to blow your mind too soon” and stopped. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hotly, his tongue darting in and out of her mouth. “If you are any good with that tongue, you better show me” she said.
He pushed her back onto the sofa and his strong arms pulled her thighs apart. His head went down between her legs and she felt his hot breath on her bare parts. He quickly found exactly the right spot and swirled his tongue around her glowing clit. Sally was stripping her top off and pulled her tits out of her bra, leaving it done up. She pinched and twisted her nipples and she felt her pussy turn to mush under his skilful licking. Her clit was stood on end and he brushed his tongue over it again and again and again, until she started to buck against his face. Her climax caught her by surprise, she wasn’t aware that she had been that turned on yet, but it felt so good.
As soon as she got her breath back, she made him sit on the sofa and climbed onto him. She lowered her throbbing pussy over his cock and let herself slide down on to him. He filled her right up, and it was several minutes before she felt comfortable enough to let go of the back of the sofa and start to ride him properly. She guided his hands to her breasts and just whispered “Squeeze” and he did as he was told. His fingers and thumbs found her hard nipples and started to pull on them. Sally had always loved her nipples pulled, there seemed to be a direct connection to her pussy from them, and she whimpered as he played harder and harder with them. Just as she was going to tell him to go easier, his grip lessoned and she felt his mouth close over her left nipple. The sucking was really strong, just how she liked it, and she started to feel another sexual explosion building up inside her.
She bucked and ground and threw herself down on his thick cock. He was starting to claw at her back. “Oh God, Oh God” she called and he knew she was near. His hands had wandered behind her and to her delight started to pull he bum cheeks apart, which made her feel even more slutty than she had been. “Go on then, touch it! Touch my arse!” she breathed and she felt his finger slide down the crease of her bum towards her tiny puckered hole, she opened her eyes again and looked into his as she started to cum. The finger had just started to worm up inside her when she crashed into a huge orgasm and almost screamed the house down. His hips were thrusting up into her, and she knew he had come at the same time, filling her up and overfilling her tightened pussy, she felt so wet between her thighs. She kissed him passionately, enjoying the taste of her pussy on his mouth, the hot sliminess between her legs and the finger still about an inch in her arsehole, moving slowly round in circles.
“Now you’re the one who needs to wash his hand!” she said laughing.
Just 20 minutes later, and the boiler had been serviced. The guy was climbing back in his van. Dressed again, Sally had sat watching him in the kitchen, delighting in feeling his sperm slowly leak out on to the chair. She had signed off his paperwork, and gave him one more long slow kiss just before opening the door.
She had never even found out his name. He had grinned ear to ear for the rest of the appointment, but there was no small talk, there was no point.
It was nearly midday. Mark would be home soon for lunch. She made some sandwiches and went to wait in bed to hear his car coming. She tried to sort it all out into order in her mind so she could remember to tell him all of the juicy details. And she took the little story book too, just to keep herself amused until her husband returned…..
Comments, compliments or rotten tomatos welcome.....
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