Erotic
2006-09-25
Everyone knows that winters in Oregon bring very short and very cold days. Most people get depressed at this time of year, that’s why there are so many snowbirds traveling to Arizona anticipating the warm weather.
Well my husband is too young to be a snowbird, but since he has family in Arizona he usually travels there at this time of year. This leaves me home alone for at least a month or so and since I am in my early thirties, everyone knows I have an over zealous sex drive.
I have the perfect job to satisfy my sexual needs, I am the manager of a large apartment complex. So I have access to lots of single and married males. I’m pretty good at selecting the ones that are willing to satisfy my needs weather they are married or not.
I have set my sights on 3 males, they must work together as I see this Suburban pull into the complex everyday at the same time and two of them get out and enter their apartments. They are covered in dirt and mud, nothing could be sexier. One is tall, thin and is so hot and he lives with his girlfriend, he also doesn’t appear to be too smart, and so he would be an easy target.
The second one is also somewhat tall, good looking, and very quiet, but he is married. His wife doesn’t seem to be too happy with him, and he never looks happy either, so he should be easy as well.
I definitely choose the right guy for the job. I made arrangements to meet with him, by offering him a part-time job. Once he accepted, I started showing up in each apartment he was working in, giving him slight hints as to what I would like to do to him if I had him alone. After several uneventful attempts, I finally started to give up, thinking he was happily married.
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That’s when he shocked me. He came into the office and asked that I come to an apartment he was working in; he said he had something for me to look at. Thinking this was actually a work related issue, I went to the apartment after I finished what I had been working on.
When I arrived, I asked “what do you need?” He stated “It was in the back room” I followed him to the back bedroom and proceeded to look at the blinds he said were defective. Once I was standing in front of the blinds, he spun me around, pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms above my head, and wrapped the cord from the blinds around my wrists.
For a split second I was scarred, and then I realized that he had finally taken my advances serious. He was being very serious. He didn’t speak, but he undid my pants, pulled them down past my knees and then took his carpet knife and cut the strings to my thong underwear, causing them to fall directly to the floor.
He spread my legs as far apart as my pants would let him. He then began to kiss my neck, ever so slightly, probing his tongue in and out of his mouth. He did this repeatedly until he reached my pelvic bone. He completely avoided my pubic hair, clit and pussy lips. He moved down to my thighs and onto the inside of my knees.
I started to feel weak, and thought I would fall, but he must have sensed it, he reached up to cup my breasts, and slowly slid his tongue all they way up to my erect nipples, where he seemed to take an eternity.
In the mean time, I was squirming and basically humping the air, I wanted him to probe my pussy with his fabulous tongue just like he did the rest of my body.
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But when I tried to speak, he put his finger up to my mouth to make me stop. I tried to suck on his finger to show him what I wanted, but he pulled his hand away just in time.
Since my wrists were still tied up, I couldn’t grab his head and shove it into my pussy. I knew I had to wait and see what was next, but damn it, he was driving me insane. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside me, weather it was his tongue, a finger, or his rock hard cock, I could see the bulge in his pants and I knew he wanted it to, but he seemed to be taking forever, and there was nothing I could do.
He gradually moved back down to the area I wanted him at. His tongue slightly caressing my pubic hair (what little I had left, after a shaving episode the night before). He then slightly separated my lips to expose my throbbing clit. He flicked it once with his tongue and I just about jumped out of my skin. He looked up at me and smiled, this huge ego smile, and continued to probe my pussy with his tongue.
His tongue swirled my clit continuously, breaking only to probe inside me, and to lick my pussy lips. I begged him to take me, turn me around and fuck me. I told him I couldn’t stand it anymore; I needed to feel him inside me. He just told me to shut up, and he would do what he wanted, he also said “No more talking or it’s over”.
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He continued to torment me this way, for what seemed like an eternity. At one point, I had an orgasm so intense that I practically broke the string to the blinds. Then all of a sudden he stopped, pulled up my pants and walked out of the room. I was still standing there, with horribly weak legs and still slightly twitching from my previous orgasm, looking at my cut panties on the floor.
After about 2 minutes, he came back into the room to ask “Have you had enough?” Of course hoping there would be more, I said “NO”! He walked up, untied me and pulled me into the living room. He pushed me down on the tenant’s couch, pulled off my pants, dropped his pants to his ankles, and told me to take him in my mouth. After looking at the hardest cock I have ever seen, I gladly did as I was told. I took it all, every last centimeter. I kept looking up at him while I performed my best blow job ever. He was really enjoying it, I could tell as he kept fucking my mouth, harder and harder, faster and faster.
I knew he was going to cum soon, so I stopped, and let it slowly slide out of my mouth, letting him watch it all come out little by little.
Then I turned the tables on him, I let him lie back on the couch and get comfortable, then I slowly slid my pussy onto his face, letting him do whatever he wanted as long as I controlled the movement. I rocked back and forth on his tongue, providing myself with full clitoral stimulation. Just as I was getting closer to cumming myself, I reached behind me, gabbed his hand, and slid one of his fingers inside me moving it in and out with just the right rhythm , while his other hand squeezed my ass and assisted me in rocking back and forth. He knew the more I moaned and whimpered the closer I got to cumming and he worked his tongue like that was the only thing it was meant for.
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My moaning and movement became stronger with every thrust of his tongue, just as I was going to pull away; he stopped me and gave me the best orgasm ever.
Since I felt guilty that he didn’t cum, I decided to take care of him. But I wanted to torture him, just like he did me earlier. I slid down, staying on my knees and let my pussy hover above his cock. I sat down on top of it, but made sure it didn’t go in. Since I was already wet, I made sure it was lying perfectly between my lips and I slide up and down on the shaft, making sure he could feel me, but not enter me.
I made sure he was watching everything I did; I started to slide it in, letting just the head go in. I rose up and down, just letting the head in, he tried to pull me down on top of him, but I stopped it. I let him watch it go in and out, and then in one quick thrust, I took it all in. I took long slow strokes, always stopping before he had a chance to cum, I did this about 3 times. Stopping only because I knew he was going to explode.
The last time just before I knew he was going to cum, I rose up and let it come out real slow. Then I slid down and put his cock in my mouth, taking it all, making sure he could feel my tonsils on every down stroke. His breathing was getting rapid, but with short breaths, I knew he couldn’t handle it anymore. I begged him to fuck my mouth; I told him how much I wanted to taste him, how good it would feel to have his cum slide down my throat.
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After that it was just a matter of seconds, before he shot his load straight down my throat, and on my face. He had the biggest smile on his face while he watched me clean off mine. And we were out of the apartment, before the tenants ever came home, and we didn’t leave any evidence, except my panties on the floor of the master bedroom, but nothing was ever mentioned by the tenants or by us.
Now winter in Oregon is never boring, as long as the handyman is available.
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