He wasn’t the best looking bloke I had ever seen but his coyness & delicate shyness turned me on & he was kind of cute in a juvenile way! Ok he had only come to fit the shower probably his first job unsupervised & perhaps his plumbing skills could have been better. But this meek young lad barely out of school was a prize to behold. I mean nicely so. He was polite his mother had clearly taught him good manners. He watched his Ps & Qs & so did I. Though I hoped beneath the nice boy lurked a man.

He was slow too really methodical with is work. Every thing he did was checked & rechecked. Mostly he wasnt aware I was watching him & I did some odd stuff just to catch a glimpse. Sorted laundry in the adjacent room rearranged the airing cupboard cleaned the paintwork all these mindless chores gave me a few minutes to watch him to loose myself to imagine his firmness while all the time I got hotter & wetter. Me at my age – peeping through the door to catch the sight of this delightful young man & my children at school! What a sight he was though & such vivid images just drove me crazy. I was like a crazy horny teenager though I liked the way this subtle voyeurism made me feel.

As he bent down to rummage in his tool box I could see the definition in the muscles in his back & arms. I could tell though that his thighs were firm & likely strong enough to fuck me standing up for the longest of times. What a horny thought that was. I was fed up with unsatisfactory sex. And while I wasn’t averse to seeking out satisfaction elsewhere if the opportunity arose I rarely did. Instead I had learned to rely upon my imagination my touch & my dildo. Okay so I can touch myself to orgasm better than almost anyone but the cold plastic dildo did little to satisfy my need for warm firm cock inside of me.Thats what woke me in the small hours on a regular basis in a total frenzy.

He cleaned up after himself & as I sat on my bed peeping through the door even watching him wash his hands moistened my already soaking pussy. Sitting sideway on my bed looking at him my hands caressed my breasts. He couldn’t see me. As he did his work my imagination reeked havoc & as temptation got the better of me I allowed my hand to pull my pants aside slipping my finger gently along my pulsating lips tracing a gentle line up & allowing my finger to rest easily on my swollen clitoris. I didnt even have to move it the throbbing intensified my finger still on the delicious swelling. I could feel the juice begin to drip down onto my ass.

My finger began to move making gentle vertical small strokes so lightly over my clitoris. Teasing myself feeling the swelling increase – I was becoming more & more excited until I pulled my pants off lay back a little opened my lips & began to stroke myself more frenetically. He worked moving across the bathroom to get his tools. I knew it was only a matter of time before he caught a glimpse. Then it happened. He blushed fumbled with his work & tried to carry on but I knew that by now he would be hard. Watching him trying not to watch me while I worked myself what a trip that was. But he was stubborn & even when I began to whimper he ignored me.

I opened my legs wider exposing the shiny wetness of my pussy my fingers plunged deep inside of me. I called him he mumbled something quietly & carried on. But I could see that his resolve to avoid watching me was beginning to weaken. He took more & more glances each time lingering for a while longer. Time to be assertive I thought! I called out to him & told him to take out his cock. He hesitated but only momentarily. Now you do it I ordered. He stood in the doorway though creeping further towards my room his hard cock in his hand & began to wank. His technique looked good to me. Clearly he had had a lot of practice.

The lad blushed though there was little coy about his hard on. So I fingered my cunt deep while playing with my clitoris & he by this time had edged to my bedroom doorway wanking in long steady strokes. The waves were sweeping over me my cunt was red open wet & ready. My orgasm hovered. Without speaking I stood up from the bed stood with my face to the wardrobe – my hands behind my back back arched legs slightly apart & all the time wondering if he would get what I wanted. It seemed like the longest time & determined not to say a word I held my nerve.

I heard as he moved toward me the anticipation drove me to fever pitch. He knelt down I could feel his breath on my cunt. He didn’t touch the boy was taking a look. Keeping my eyes closed – my hands crossed behind my back my face to the wardrobe – I knew he would deliver.

He took hold of my wrists with one hand his other hand over my month & his hard cock found its way in without help. Funny how such a coy lad turned transformed into an animal. He pounded deep into me. I had nowhere to go no scope to move except into the hard surface I leaned against. He held my hands together a bit too rough his big hands partially covered my nose I gasped for air. He wasnt so considerate then. He thrust with his entire body almost lifting me off the ground. His grunting turned to words.

You fucking dirty bitch……….filthy woman….teasing me like that……what do you expect. My cunt was full of his hardness my body hurt & this beautiful boy fucked & fucked. No respite……….relentless I screamed struggled to free myself – not a chance. That lad fucked me like that for half an hour. As his orgasm gathered pace he grunted pulled his cock out turned me round & pushed me to the floor. The spunk spurted from his cock all over my face so much of it. His face contorted as his warm come dripped over me. With one last look of contempt he pulled his trousers up pushed me back & left. My wrists bruised my face sore my cunt swollen I lay on the floor in a spent heap. The silly boy would never realise that I had gotten exactly what I wanted.

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Like choosing a holiday viewing houses starts off with great excitement. Trawling the paper & internet making shortlists all initially bring such exhilaration. You start imagining being on that beach with its rich turquoise water or creating a culinary masterpiece in that contemporary kitchen. As you continue on the quest you find the hotel you want is fully booked the beach is shingle not sand & the reviews are less than favourable. Its been a bit that way with the house quest. Sometime its clear before you walk in that it isn’t right.

More often then not thought its the estate agents that cause the most hassle. Smug pompous upstarts that think they are real men when mostly – they are just wee boys. All you want them to do is open the door & let you take a bloody look around the house. But no they give you all the bullshit spiel about the fittings the oak flooring etc.

So after months of house hunting wasting time looking at houses that had they told the truth about I would never have bothered to view my tolerance was at particularly low ebb. That day an agent called to tell me about a house that was just what I was looking for an absolute must he said. I arranged to meet him there after work.

I had a bitch of a day busy as hell nothing went quite right & really all I wanted to do was go home soak in a bath & fuck my man senseless. Though I have to admit having pissed off to a stag night – he hadnt actually helped my mood. I could imagine it all – too much beer all lads talk & stuffing fivers in the knickers of sluts in seedy strip joints seemed crazy – when he could be home fucking me. His loss? The traffic was dreadful the rain beat against the windscreen & making it across town in time for the viewing was such a rush. I made it only a few minutes late.

The house was in darkness & no one was there. I waited in the car for 20 minutes before the agent finally weighed in. I tell you I was livid.
I hadn’t seen this guy before he must have been new. Certainly if his attire was anything to go by the boy was certainly trying to look the part. He must have taken a mortgage to buy his suit. A bit too glitzy for my taste & the smell of aftershave overpowered me.

Please I thought silently to myself keep it brief & cut the bullshit. But true to form he launched into agent speak before we had got through the front door. Did I want to hear about the original features like hell I didn’t. I just wanted to look in each room & get the hell home. If my man wasn’t there my dildo sure was & I needed an orgasm before sleep. Why change the habit of a lifetime? Looking at the young guy I found myself though irked feeling quite sorry for him. He had to say his bit & I guess I had to listen. As we carried on through the house I realised that while it may have potential it was not the must see I had been promised. So I turned off looked at what I need to & let him carry on.

As we completed the tour he was keen to know my impressions & seemed quite desperate that I make an offer. Explaining that it was okay but not for me I watched as his expression changed from enthusiastic to absolute disappointment. The boy was glum. He sat down on the dining room chair his head dropped to his hands & he sighed. Turns out that he hadn’t made a sale in 6 months this was his final chance. If he didn’t sell this house to me he was out of a job. He pleaded & begged that I make an offer. The bottom line was that the boy was willing to do anything to make a sale. The onslaught continued it seems I was his last chance & again he reiterated that he would do whatever I wanted if only would consider it.

My libido & conscious had been having an argument since the begging started. After all a cute young guy – still wet behind the ears offering whatever I wanted just so long as his kept his job was too much for me. As my head went into overdrive & my pussy began to throb I realised that while I was a sympathetic woman I was hornier that I would ever be sympathetic.As I met his gaze he understood that it wasn’t the practical stuff like getting me a good mortgage deal or repairing my car I had in mind. The boys face flushed he wriggled in the seat & stammered a bit. So – how was I going to play this I pondered though only briefly. Having the upper hand with an estate agent was such a novelty I knew I would milk this boy dry & there was no place for coyness that night.

I was getting off on his anxiety. Why is it that a nervous man can make a powerful woman really quite dangerous? There was nothing that could stop me from enjoying this.Walking slowing around the table I met his gaze. A deep intent stare and with each step I took neared to him – my pussy throbbed more. Frozen to the spot he didn’t dare move. It dawned on him that he would get more than he bargained for. Taking his smooth face in my hands I reassured him with a shush that it would be okay.

His breathing hastened a little though I suspected more from anxiety than arousal. Slowly I undid his tie & released the buttons on his shirt. If his chest was a gauge I knew he was going to be beautiful just what I liked. Smooth ripe & young. Moving his head slightly to the side I started on his neck. Nibbling licking & kissing it. His heartbeat was audible & beads of sweat began to appear & he still clutched his bundle of papers. The boy was frozen to the spot & I knew that in the absence of a manual he would need a lot of direction.Removing the papers from his hand I took his shirt off his shoulders. His young well toned muscles turned me on.

I have always liked to look to take a moment to explore with my eyes while allowing my mind to ponder what direction I wanted to take it. Would I bully him be rough with him humiliate him even or perhaps a gentler encounter was more appropriate. Putting a little distance between us I surveyed his body his chest exposed his belt still fastened. And spending a little longer looking in his eyes I saw pure apprehension. Looking away would have been the kindest thing to do but I didn’t. He shuffled diverted his eyes blushed. Look at me I said. Moving close again I undid his belt allowing his trousers to fall to the floor. Even a nervous boy gets hard & as the erection in his pants grew I could barely contain myself. Take them off I ordered. Fumbling & tripping up he managed to remove his boxers. The sight that met me was surely worth the wait.

His cock gleamed beautifully stood proud & a small bead of spunk spilled from the end. Kneeling down I took his cock in my hand & the boy let out a moan. Even with that first touch I knew he was struggling not to explode there & then. And what was my power trip that night? He wasn’t allowed to come.

Here is the deal boy if you make an hour with me without shooting your load I will consider helping you out if you come no deal. His face contorted & he was surely facing the greatest challenge of his life & as I didn’t want to buy the damn house so was I? Working from his inner thigh I licked the delightful place where his balls met his leg. As he twitched & sighed I looked up into his eyes & reminded him of the deal. The base of his cock was broad I moved my tongue slowly around it feeling it throb. Trembling the boy almost crumbled the game would soon be up & I would be home within an hour. Taking my tongue in long slow strokes along the length of his cock stopping momentarily to look at it I had never seen such a beautiful specimen. His grunt & moans getting louder more primal with every lick. I laughed & said Not long now.

Perhaps laying down the gauntlet was not so smart after all. The boy let out a yell of No fucking way. That was it. I began to gently lick his knob little teasing sweeps expecting him to spurt at any moment. The boy had clearly got a hold of himself & despite the small beads of moisture that seeped into my mouth there was no sign of his orgasm. The transition from gentle licks to taking him full & deep into my throat was so quick it took him by surprise. The depth & breadth of his cock chocked me I sucked him with frenzy working his shaft with my hands the wet from my mouth helping to get a rhythm. His moans followed by another yell of You wont win. Time to up may game I thought.

Pulling my skirt up & my pants to one side I sat back in the chair opened my legs parted my lips & told him to kneel down & watch. Feeling the smooth velvety wetness of my cunt was beautiful. Gently tickling my clitoris he watched his cock hard his face contorted with the effort of containing himself. Every few moments my finger dipped slightly into the pink wetness of my pussy. Getting deeper & deeper until it disappeared inside completely. He almost crumbled the look of concentration on his face getting more intent. Not long now I said. His resolve only got stronger & even when I began fucking myself frantically with three fingers he managed to hold back.

How much was I going to have to up my game? I wanted to be fucked but there was a principle at stake here? Reaching across I lifted a bottle of wine out of the rack handed it to him – gave a look hoping he would get just what I expected him to do with it. Taking it from me he seemed bemused so I leaned back a bit more opened my cunt wide with my fingers lifted my legs up to rest on the chair & said Do it. He was more than cautious he hesitated before he eased the end into my wet eager pussy. God I was wet. It wasnt long before he found his courage plunging it into me steadily. As he hit that spot repeatedly I lost my self control my hips moving to meet the plunge. I could feel the muscles inside my pussy clench the spasm built momentum my entire body writhed & when orgasm came I yelled out. Still the boy held onto his spunk. I was getting angry I wasn’t for losing this challenge no way. Fucking him was not what I had intended but I guessed it had to be done. He knew by the look on my face what was coming & I could tell he was worried.

Taking his hand I led him to the lounge lay him on his back on the sofa & stood over him looking down I said The game is over boy just admit it. His cock was so hard I could hardly contain myself but knew that I should be deliberate. I like fucking on top when one foot can touch the floor it gives for more control. Climbing onto him I put the very end of his cock against my clitoris & worked it steadily around the swelling. He jerked & writhed fighting he wanted to plunge in yet was fearful of what would happen if he did. Okay boy this is where the game ends.

I am going to slowly lower myself onto your cock just a little at a time inch my inch. You wont be sure if or when I may push down all the way. When I do you will spurt into me like the little boy you are.By now his head rocked back & forth in protest muttering the occasional No way. Hey just let it happen you know you want to. It will be okay let yourself go. Slowly I lowered my cunt a little further onto his cock though with each movement pulling up again & looking as he struggled to contain himself. It going to happen soon boy you know that don’t you? In a minute your cock will be as deep as it can be inside me. Getting the angle & position just right one foot on the floor my knee wedged comfortably in the sofa I plunged down hard laughing as I did it.

God he felt beautiful inside me & the challenge only made my need greater. Resisting the urge to grind against him I lowered deep but each time raising up until his cock was almost out. Over & over up & down. The boys teeth were grinding trying to stave off the inevitable. I felt the need to explain what was happening I loved to talk during sex & a little dialogue could only help me win. Do you like this boy…………….I think you do. Can you feel the hotness inside me…..do you like it? That’s what a real woman feels like. You have a beautiful cock……….I can feel every bit of it rubbing against the swollen wetness inside me. You wont know exactly when but I will thrust down onto you & grind against you & when I do you will burst boy….you know it & I know it. And so it continued me raising & lowering slowly timing the words just before I lowered. He writhed struggled tried to distract himself concentrate on something else.

I was desperate just to do it holding back keeping the temptation was becoming more & more difficult. I just wanted to feel him deep to rub my clitoris against his groin while having his depth & breadth inside me. Taking a deep breath I looked into his eyes. Here goes boy. With strength I didn’t know I had I held onto his shoulders plunged deep – took him to the hilt kept my foot on the floor & rode the boy madly. He moaned grabbed at my ass pulling & pushing me back & forth. Two wild animals lost in the feeling of being filled fucked we bit – scratched grabbed lumps of each others flesh & sunk our nails into the others skin. The point of challenge had gone & for a few beautiful moments we were lost in the sheer passion of fucking & being fucked.

The momentum rose screams increased & we had both got past the point of no return. With one last push his cock exploded its wet spunk into my cunt just as my body reached fever pitch. For minutes our orgasms rippled through us both. Collapsing onto his chest I was totally spent. The boy lifted my head & looked at me. That was wonderful I have never been fucked like that I am sorry I came though.It was time for me to go & while I wasnt for buying the house I though perhaps a sexy second viewing was in order…

You know what its like having someone to stay for the evening seems a good idea when you are chatting in the phone. You make a date weeks in advance & before you know it – the weekend is upon you. Its usually the day before that the dread sets in & the amount of work & preparation involved dawns on you. It was a bit like that.We had invited my old friend for the night. I hadn’t seen her for years my other half had never met her & just at the last minute she announces that she is bringing her new guy.

She could be hard work at the best of times very highly strung & prone to drama. The weather was crap so a BBQ was out of the question. There was nothing else for it but to write a bloody menu trawl the shops & get prepared. My other half wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. He isnt the most social of guys & not really the dinner party type. I had so much to do before they arrived I asked him to clean up while I went shopping. It really was the very least he could do after the blowjob I’d given him the night before.

And isn’t it just the way that you cant get what you want & have to go elsewhere. More time more stress going from shop to shop. I was really beginning to wish I hadn’t invited them at all. Two hours later I had all I needed & while I had a lot of cooking to do never mind taking a shower & getting ready at least I didn’t have to clean the house as well. I pulled up outside the house opened the door & shouted for help with the bags. No answer. I went in the house was as it had been when I left untidy & in need or a clean & my other half was nowhere to be seen. Nice of him though to leave a note! My mates had a bit of hassle gone to the pub to help him out will tidy up when I get back wont be long. Bastard I shouted. And with all I have to do today.

I was bloody mad at him livid in fact. But time was running out & I had to get organised. He rarely let me down but wouldn’t it just be that day that he had to be the bloody hero? I chopped grated mashed marinade peeled braised & flambéed. It was coming together & I felt really quite proud.

No sign of him though I was too stubborn to phone so got stuck into the cleaning & by 5pm the only thing that wasn’t sparkling was me. No time for a soak I stepped out of my clothes & under the hot water. I was tired weary & more often than not my man would wait until I had soap in my eyes & step in beside me. Okay I had grown to expect it hardly a surprise.

But you know I never tired of it. He took me places every time – the way he slid his hands over my breasts from behind – feeling his hardness against my ass as he turned me to face the wall. I loved our showers together for me a shower & an orgasm went hand in hand. So that day I was exhausted cross with him for letting me down & more in need of an orgasm that I had been for a long time. And I hadn’t even the time to please myself though for a moment I did allow my fingers to explore my soapy pussy. But with little time to spare I stopped before the point of no return dried myself off & set about getting ready.

Even oiling my skin sent a tingle over me I was surely in need that evening. God I could have cancelled the visitors in an instant but it was too late now & too rude. I allowed myself a few moments to dress. I loved to dress slowly taking care to pull my silk stocking up to just the right place the seam neatly at the back that sexy line that sometimes my mans tongue traced deliberately from my feet to the stocking tops. I loved to feel the soft white skin between the stocking tops & my pants to look at the shape my pussy lips made in my soft knickers. I liked the bulge the silhouette of my lips it turned me on & it sure as hell turned him on.

So where the hell was he when I needed him? He was fucking getting it tonight though if he didn’t show soon I was going to look a right stupid bitch with the table set for four & only three of us. I had been trying not to think too much about meeting my friends new guy. She had been out with some bloody wasters in her time I had a feeling the evening was going to be really hard going. And with them sleeping over I would have to suffer breakfast too. Looking at my watch I realised they would be arriving in fifteen minutes. I was beginning to be really pissed off no sign of my man & our guests arrival imminent.

The door opened & in he rolled. Drunk laughing & flirting like a loon. Okay he had picked up a bunch of half dead flowers on the way back by means of an apology but I was mad with him. Though despite being irked I couldn’t help but smile. He had that effect on me but sometimes I could have slapped him. Being too direct didn’t work with him tell him strongly not to do something & you can be sure that he will do exactly what you would prefer him not to do. So I kissed him gently & asked him in a very low key way to not be too full on this evening. After all he hadn’t met my mate & neither of us had met her guy.Our guests arrived on time the usual pre dinner drinks polite conversation & soon we were sitting down to the first course.

My mates man was actually quite nice not bad looking & he certainly seemed to have had a calming effect on my friend – though he did have a tendency to indulge in over serious topics of conversation which were a bit droll at times. If you haven’t already guessed this was just the trigger my man needed to take the piss mercilessly. Every serious sentence was met with a quip. I tried hard to keep the conversation level but after a while I knew there was no stopping it & I struggled not to join in & tease madly. The wine was going fast then the brandy & all the while my man got drunker & more outrageous. Strange as it may seem I found myself consumed with thoughts of winding the evening down politely taking my man to bed & fucking him senseless. I was still mad with him for being such a bloody liability but this man turned me on so much & even when I imagined an angry fuck when we lay together & he touched me only the way he could my intentions of being quite the bully usually disappeared.

By midnight everyone was full up & a natural time to bid goodnight. It was obvious to me as well that they too wanted to be alone. So a relatively early night suited us all. I showed them to their room let it be known discreetly to my man I expected some serious loving & I would meet him in bed in a few minutes. I spent a short time clearing up although the throb in my loins distracted me enough to leave the bulk of it until morning. I cleaned my teeth & slipped my dress off in the bathroom. Opening the bedroom door I was greeted by thunderous snores. Man it was deafening. I could hardly believe it. I shook him poked & prodded flicked & pinched but he was not for waking. My expectations had been raised my nipples erect cunt juicy & no man.

As I lay beside him I began to touch myself. The slippery wetness of my lips as they opened eagerly to allow my finger to explore made my heart skip a beat. I knew he would like it too but the bastard wouldn’t rouse. Allowing myself to relax I worked my clitoris in that slow deliberate gentle way. The rhythm easy keeping the same pace & maybe allowing a gentle fantasy in. The noise of his snoring was distracting but just as I adjusted to it enough to carry on another source of noise crept in – quietly at first then getting slightly louder. It was the guests fucking in the next room. Man it wasn’t fair. My cunt throbbed my man was unconscious beside me & my friend was getting fucked in the next room.

I tried to ignore it but as curiosity got the better of me I crept out of bed through the door & sat on the floor by the guest room door. Slightly ajar I peeped in. I had never watched someone fuck before & I liked it. The subtle glow from the street lights outside shed enough of a beam to allow me to see their silhouette. Bent over the bed her ass in the air he held her hips hard & banged into her. My cunt throbbed the wet soaking my pants. For an hour I watch the outline of these two people while they licked sucked fucked moaned & ate each other.

My hand found its way down my pants again & I am ashamed to say in the absence of my man I was really very turned on watching this show. An hour passed & something told me that they knew they were being watched & liked it. I was so horny & the possibility of joining them was becoming more of a reality then I was comfortable with. I opened the door a few inches more just enough to get a slightly better view & lost myself in the passion they shared all the time my finger tickled gently across my clitoris & I kept very quiet.

Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder turning round my finger still in my pants I looked up to see my man. He knelt down took my hand out of my pants lifted me up by my arm & pulled me towards the bedroom. Not a word was spoken but the look on his face told me that I had dented his male pride & tonight was going to be about him not me.His rough deep kisses turned to bites leaving my lips bleeding. Pulling my head to the side with my hair he bit my neck until I whimpered for him to stop but he didnt. Normally he would remove my stockings slowly & deliberately. Not then he didnt. He tore them from me leaving great red welts where they ripped into me.

Struggling I pushed him back a little – I tried to say sorry but there was no place for my words. He pushed me onto the bed & without any preparation – sunk his fingers deep into me. No mercy no gentle loving just a mad raw passion I had rarely seen before. It hurt but my protests only served to intensify his invasion of my body. I had no choice that night it didn’t take me long to work that one out. Lifting me up he held my head & pushed his cock into my mouth securing my head with his hands so I had no choice. I choked gagged and still he fucked my mouth. I didn’t know this – & even though I was fearful uncomfortable & my body hurt my cunt throbbed with a desperation unknown to me.

For what seemed like an eternity he pushed me this way & that. Bit licked nibbled & spanked. Hardly a word was uttered & without warning he lifted me up knelt me against the wall my face uncomfortable against the cold paintwork. My legs forced apart with his knees until they were wide open. He took my hair from the back pulled my head back & with a mighty force – plunged his hard cock inside. My already sore sin made sorer as he grabbed my flesh in handfuls as he fucked. Letting out a manic moan – he spurted his spunk into me.

I expected him to fall to the bed in a spent heap but instead he lifted me gently down softly rubbed my tender skin swept my matted hair from my face with his hand kissed my mouth took me in his arms & said I love you.
And at that moment – I loved him more than I ever knew was possible.

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