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You awake from another restless night having had yet another fantasy revolving around the maintenance guy who just seems to be causing you all sorts of sexual frustration. You look down at the soaking bedsheets around your pussy and sigh in disappointment and frustration thinking that this will probably be as close as he’ll get to giving you the ultimate orgasm. You look across to me. my body is motionless, clearly you’ve not entered into my dreams tonight… or any other night recently for that matter. You glance at the clock…. 5am….. you decide you might as well get up and make a coffee at least. You trudge downstairs and as you do so you hear the unmistakable sound of running water coming from the kitchen. As you tentatively open the kitchen door you are greeted by a pool of water covering the floor, as you tread carefully barefoot across the surface, you gingerly open a cupboard under the sink to discover water spewing from a pipe.
You cup your hands to your mouth and are moments away from calling me when you have a lightbulb moment and pause in thought. “I can’t pass the opportunity up,” you think to yourself and you slowly make your way back to the sitting area where your phone is. You grab it and take a breathe to compose yourself, your pussy still throbbing from the night before. The maintenance guy picks up your call immediately and answers in his usual gruff voice that makes your nipples harden and your pussy pulse with excitement.
“Hello? Who’s calling please?” He growls. You clear your throat gently and prepare to put on your sexiest voice.
“Hi,” you purr. “This is Bella, I have a problem in my kitchen, there’s water everywhere. Do you think you could spare some time to come and service me?…. sorry, I mean my pipes please?”
You run your fingers through your hair and wait in heightened anticipation of his response.
“You’re in luck,” he replies much to your delight. “I’m close to your place so I’ll be coming in about 10 minutes.”
“Oh god,” you think. “I certainly hope not, I want you to hold out for much longer than that.”
You suddenly remember that I’m still sleeping upstairs and that you need to quickly get into a sexy lingerie set and somehow keep me from unexpectedly coming downstairs. You trapes through the waterlogged kitchen and boil some water. In the meantime you dash to the medicine cabinet and grab some sleeping tablets. You poor my tea and carefully dissolve 2 tablets in the steaming beverage before racing upstairs where you discover me sitting up in bed bleary-eyed.
“Hi honey,” you say nervously. “I made you a cup of tea. Why don’t you drink it while it’s hot and have a lie in this morning? I have a lot of escort bursa house work to do so I’ll crack on.”
I gratefully take the cup from your grasp. “Thanks babe,” I yawn. “I think I will just have a short lie-in and get up in a little while.”
You disappear into the closet as the drugs take a hold of me and send me into a blissful sleep. You take a few moments to compose yourself and then slip into the sexy lingerie I bought for you recently. You add some seductive perfume and some make-up, just a little bit though as you don’t wish to make it too obvious that you want to fuck his brains out. You then slip your bathrobe on over your outfit showing just a little bit of cleavage to entice him. Moments after you finish getting ready the doorbell rings and your heart leaps into your mouth.
A quick check on my unconscious body reassures you the tablets have had the desired effect and you make your way to the front door. You pull it open slowly to be greeted by that marvellous beard and smouldering looks that have haunted your dreams of late. He’s caught off guard by your outfit and is speechless for a second… “phase one complete” you think to yourself.
“Would you like to come in and see how wet it is?” You purr.
“Er, yes… what? Sorry?” He stumbles. “The leak, yes, yes, of course.”
He edges his way in and you make sure that your body brushes against his as he does so. It’s quite clear to you early on that he is definitely packing something extraordinary underneath those dirty overalls, the bulge he’s concealing rubs against your thigh as he enters your house. You follow him into the kitchen admiring his ass and thick, muscular arms and it takes all your will power not to just launch yourself at him now and fuck his brains out before he even gets a chance to assess the leak. You manage to control your urges and follow closely behind him as he enters the waterlogged kitchen.
“I see the problem,” he says jovially. “Let me just get under there and try to solve it for you.”
He lies down on his back in the water which is now several centimeters deep and inches his head up under the cupboard. The water seeps into his clothing and, in doing so, highlights his muscular arms in his white T-shirt even further. As he fiddles with the pipework you bite your lip as his muscles flex over and over again. Standing beside him you can’t contain yourself and reach under your robe to slip your finger between your moist pussy lips teasing your clit as you do so. Your knees buckle as sensations shoot through your body, you try to stifle the moans of pleasure that accompany the ripples of ecstasy without much success.
“Sorry, did görükle escort you say something?” He enquires.
You quickly compose yourself and decide to straddle his body. You bend over and allow the robe to drop ensuring he gets to see your cleavage and more.
“Er, I was just going to ask if there was anything I could do to help,” you reply.
He lifts his head and gets a perfect eyeful of what you’re offering. At this point he momentarily stunned into silence and you “accidently” loose your grip on your robe allowing the sexy lingerie to be fully seen. You pause for a few seconds to ensure he’s got the right idea before clasping the robe together again.
“Oh my,” you giggle playfully. “I’m terribly sorry about that, clumsy me.”
“Not to worry luv,” he replies gruffly regaining his composure. “Regarding your offer of help, it’s been a while since I’ve been serviced myself if the offer of help is still there.”
“Oh, I see.” You beam. “Well I can certainly help with that.”
“What about your boyfriend though?” He asks.
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about him,” you scoff. “I drugged his tea, he’ll be out for a couple of hours.”
You inch your way back, toss your hair backwards and squat over his legs. You delicately grasp the zipper to his flies and can already feel his manhood trembling under the fastener. You lower the zip and his magnificent cock springs from it’s captivity causing you to let out a little gasp. As you grasp his shaft with one hand he tenses up and lets out a grunt. You ease your other hand inside his trousers and remove his equally impressive balls. You cup them tightly in your other hand whilst massaging them with glee. You stroke his length, moaning as you do, as it pulsates in your palm, your fingers can barely reach round its girth. You quicken your action letting the salvia from your mouth dribble onto his swollen bell-end and down his cock where it acts as lubricant for your fingers. He begins moaning with pleasure as you increase the speed of your hand stroking his cock and squeeze the base of his balls. Eventually you plunge your mouth over him and take him as deep as your throat will let you, he lets out a guttural grunt as your lips slide down his shaft. When they reach the base of his shaft your tongue slaps against his balls.
After several minutes of gorging on his monster cock, he slides out from under the sink, throws open your robe, and almost rips the bra from your body before sitting up and grabbing your breasts. He plunges his lips over one of your nipples as you continue to stroke him faster and faster. You close your eyes as he runs his tongue over each of your harden nipples in turn. You eventually stand up, turn around and remove your underwear allowing them to fall into the water below.
“Lie back down,” you command. “This wet pussy needs your mouth and tongue NOW!”
He immediately obeys you and you wastes no time in sitting on that bushy beard. You feel his lips press against your pussy as his tongue ride up inside you. He grabs your ass, then your thighs before pulling you hard down onto his face. You groan loudly biting your lips as you grapple with his cock with both hands sliding them up and down his shaft. Your body shivers in ecstasy as he pushes his tongue harder and harder inside you whilst at the same time sucking on your clit. You lunge forward and take the full length of his manhood deep down your throat, gagging on it’s length as you squeeze his balls tightly.
“You’re a right dirty slut aren’t you?” He growls. “Lets see you if you can take me just as deep in that pussy of yours.”
You both jump up and you bend over a nearby work surface. He lifts one of your legs up, grabs the base of his cock and forces it into your dripping pussy. He slams himself into you as deep as he can go and your whole body shudders. He begins pounding you with so much force your arms flail about knocking over cups and plates sending them crashing to the floor. You can feel his monster balls slap against you as they swing freely from under his cock. You grab onto door handles, draws and anything else within reach to try to stabilize yourself to stop his cock from flinging you to the wet floor. He starts slapping your ass and then grabbing your thighs as he fucks you harder and harder making you yelp with pleasure.
“Fuck, you little slut,” he exclaims. “I’m gonna shoot my cum over that gorgeous ass of yours.”
He pulls his cock out with a satisfying slurping noise, arches his back as he vigorously masturbates behind, and then lets out an almighty grunt as his hot, sticky cum splatters over your ass cheeks. Finally you get off the kitchen counter and onto your knees in front of him.
“Save some for my breakfast,” you quip. “Fill my mouth with your juices.”
He has plenty left in his huge ball and you widen your mouth to accept it all. You poke your tongue out and let it all slide down your throat. Moments later you hear another, more familiar grunt come from the kitchen door way. You ease your head to one side to look at the doorway with a puzzled expression just as I stumble into the kitchen, cock in hand, spunk dripping from the tip. The maintenance guy looks around as well, too exhausted to be shocked or even care.
“What the actual fuck?” You shout. “How long have you been there watching?”
“From the start you slut,” I reply with a satisfied tone. “Next time you try to drug me you should look more closely at the bottle, they were vitamins you served me. Thanks for the show though.”
“Shit.” You sigh.
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