Straight Male / 33
I grew up in the mean streets of a large city, worked my ass off to get through college then found a mundane, shitty job but it pays for my near-shanty house in the burbs and my simple diet. A year or so after I moved into the house, a new neighbor bought the house next door. The guy is rugged, arrogant, tough-looking and muscular, well over six feet tall, so he intimidates most of the other neighbors. Not me. I'm not a magic Jack but I fight like a dirty prick and often start by kicking the guys's jewels. I knew I could beat him silly in minutes, muscular as he is. The guy borrows stuff and never returns it so one has to go to him, begging for tools an what not to be returned and as I hear it. He just laughs at some fellows, who then whimper and do a slow dance to the rear, empty handed. He has always returned mine, grudgingly, but I had to go to his house to ask for it.
Usually, the guy is down at the bar making noise and drinking beer. His mousy wife, a woman with a chest as flat as a billiard table and a pale face, stringy hair, is always home and hands me my stuff. Last time it was my push lawn mower. The little thing rolled my lawn mower out of their garage, apologizing. I said, "Not to worry." She brought out a tiny rag and was dusting off my lawn mower, bent over a bit when I saw her little round ass. Without a thought and don't ask me why and how, I put my hand on her ass. I did not even have sex in mind since she is most definitely NOT "sexy." I mean, is a wet mop sexy?
It was like turning on a master power switch. She was all over me, kissing me, sucking on my neck and I shocked myself by responding. Soon, we dragged our miserable bodies into the garage and were fucking like mad. Her pussy became soaked and as I drove in, air bubbled up from it and I heard vagina farts or whatever it is. This got my cock even harder and bigger, Spinning her around I started doggie on her and she cried out, Yes, yes, give it to me, harder, faster."
Soon, she and I were fucking every day, sometimes two or three times a day. She was insatiable and I loved it since I was not even dating, just busy with my miserable job. She was a skinny, plain Jane but MY GOD could she fuck. On Saturdays, minutes after I hear his car door slam and his rubber burning their driveways she is at my back door, mouth open, like a baby bird, ready to swap spit with me. At this juncture I have cum hundreds of times in every hole she has and then some. She often pushes me onto my bed then hops on and rides me, sliding her hips forward and backward like a giant brush. My cock senses her vaginal wall ribs and grows ever hotter. She always shows up with just a skirt and no underwear, ready for action.
Not long ago, her arrogant husband came home, called out her name, then went in the garage and came out with an outfielder's glove, threw it in his car through the window and drove off. His wife and I watched him as I fucked her up the ass. She said, "Deep, go all the way, baby, and shoot it up into me," as we watched him. We sometimes watch porn and emulate what we like. She learned (and I experienced it for the first time) how to deep throat me. She does it just as well as porn-on-line girls. Our top count for fucking in one day has been five times and she made me cum all five times. For every one of mine she goes two or three times. We have unleashed some kind of monster from the abyss. Where we go from here, nobody knows.
Looking at her, no one has a clue what a wild sex machine she is. I do. Don't ask me how and why. I was just looking to get my lawn mower back. I got it back, and then some.
Usually, the guy is down at the bar making noise and drinking beer. His mousy wife, a woman with a chest as flat as a billiard table and a pale face, stringy hair, is always home and hands me my stuff. Last time it was my push lawn mower. The little thing rolled my lawn mower out of their garage, apologizing. I said, "Not to worry." She brought out a tiny rag and was dusting off my lawn mower, bent over a bit when I saw her little round ass. Without a thought and don't ask me why and how, I put my hand on her ass. I did not even have sex in mind since she is most definitely NOT "sexy." I mean, is a wet mop sexy?
It was like turning on a master power switch. She was all over me, kissing me, sucking on my neck and I shocked myself by responding. Soon, we dragged our miserable bodies into the garage and were fucking like mad. Her pussy became soaked and as I drove in, air bubbled up from it and I heard vagina farts or whatever it is. This got my cock even harder and bigger, Spinning her around I started doggie on her and she cried out, Yes, yes, give it to me, harder, faster."
Soon, she and I were fucking every day, sometimes two or three times a day. She was insatiable and I loved it since I was not even dating, just busy with my miserable job. She was a skinny, plain Jane but MY GOD could she fuck. On Saturdays, minutes after I hear his car door slam and his rubber burning their driveways she is at my back door, mouth open, like a baby bird, ready to swap spit with me. At this juncture I have cum hundreds of times in every hole she has and then some. She often pushes me onto my bed then hops on and rides me, sliding her hips forward and backward like a giant brush. My cock senses her vaginal wall ribs and grows ever hotter. She always shows up with just a skirt and no underwear, ready for action.
Not long ago, her arrogant husband came home, called out her name, then went in the garage and came out with an outfielder's glove, threw it in his car through the window and drove off. His wife and I watched him as I fucked her up the ass. She said, "Deep, go all the way, baby, and shoot it up into me," as we watched him. We sometimes watch porn and emulate what we like. She learned (and I experienced it for the first time) how to deep throat me. She does it just as well as porn-on-line girls. Our top count for fucking in one day has been five times and she made me cum all five times. For every one of mine she goes two or three times. We have unleashed some kind of monster from the abyss. Where we go from here, nobody knows.
Looking at her, no one has a clue what a wild sex machine she is. I do. Don't ask me how and why. I was just looking to get my lawn mower back. I got it back, and then some.
