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This is a true story but not mine. I could only wish!!
It was the first really hot day of June. I was taking advantage of the sun as I lay on the folding chez I had set up on the back deck. I was glad I put a beach towel down between me and the plastic webbing of the chez. My bikini was pretty small and I really didn’t relish the thought or the feel of a sweaty plastic waffle impression all over my front. The air was hot and humid, and I luxuriated in the blanket of heat that bore down on my back and ass. I opened my legs just enough to let the sun warm my pussy through my suit. I smiled as I watched the new lawnboy mow the back yard.
HE always hired football players from the local schools to mow our lawn. The new boy was tall and broad – well muscled without a bit of fat. He took off his t-shirt early on...maybe for me...maybe because it really WAS hot. His chest and back glistened with sweat. His cut-off jeans stained against his firm but and his thighs were well formed and cabled with muscle. I watched him idly – not showing any interest, but drinking in the masculine beauty as he went back and forth in front of me. He was watching me as well. I could feel his eyes caress my ass and my inner thighs. GAWD!!! I could practically smell the testosterone over the smell of gas and freshly mown grass. Yean HE always hired this kind of guy...and I had to wonder if it was for me or HIM.
The silence was deafening when he turned off the mower and put it away. He came up onto the deck and knocked on the slider. He stepped inside and they talked for a while. After a few minutes and some ice tea, they stepped out onto the deck. “Annie,” HE said, “Sit up and say hello to Michael.” I sat up, as HE brought our new lawn boy over to stand in front of me. “Hello.” “Hi.” HE moved around behind me and untied the string behind my neck. My top fell away and my breasts were laid bare to Michael’s gaze. “Didn’t I tell you she had perfect tits.” I blushed as my nipples went rock hard and my pussy tingled. “Annie, I want you to show Michael what I've taught you.”
From my seated position, reached up and undid the button on Michael’s Levi’s. I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down. Michael’s cock was massive. It was a bit longer than HIS but not quite as thick or veiny. He was uncut, like HIS, and it grew hard and straight as I held it in my hands and drew it closer. I opened wide and lay my tongue across my lower teeth. I eased his dick into my mouth and began to slowly suck him off. I cradled his cock with my tongue, just like HE taught me. And with each movement of my head I took him deeper and deeper. “God, is she a fucking slut?” HE said. “She’ll take every inch of you.”
The HE coached Michael in how to fuck my throat. HE had him hold my head and ease his cock down my throat. I could hear HIS pride and HE talked about how well I could deepthroat most any cock. It was all HIS training and HIS doing. Michael reeked of sweat and gas and mown grass. He tasted like sweat at the beginning, but soon I could taste the subtle brine of his pre-cum. I took Michael’s cock like a good girl...like the cock slut I was. I reveled in my ability to take his massive cock, as my hands enjoyed feeling his ass tightened every time he pushed into me. Soon...too soon...he tensed and unloaded a flood of cum down my throat and into my mouth. I kept some in my mouth to show him as I smiled up at him. I let it run down my chin and onto my breasts.
HE clapped Michael on the back and told him that he had promise. HE showed him to the door and then came back to the deck. Without a word, HE pulled me up and walked me to a familiar part of the railing on the deck. I knew I had to “assume the position”, spread my legs and stick my ass out. My bikini bottoms fell away immediately and the head of HIS dick started sliding up and down my slit. HE was measuring how wet I was. When HE was satisfied, HE shoved HIS cock up into my cunt in one movement. My pussy stretched wide and I yelped with the first stroke. But as HE pounded away, the pain turned to pleasure and I took everything HE had. HE told me I was a fucking cunt – a worthless whore – and HE relived every moment of the skullfuck Michael gave me. HE loved watching our new lawn boy fuck my mouth. (I am sure HE wanted to be on the receiving end of Michael’s dick as well.) HE pounded away, grabbing and twisting my tits as they swung with every thrust. HE thoroughly fucked me, shooting two loads of cum on my back before HE was done with me. HE was a man of power and lust, but little finesse. Still HE was mine. And I was HIS.
It was the first really hot day of June. I was taking advantage of the sun as I lay on the folding chez I had set up on the back deck. I was glad I put a beach towel down between me and the plastic webbing of the chez. My bikini was pretty small and I really didn’t relish the thought or the feel of a sweaty plastic waffle impression all over my front. The air was hot and humid, and I luxuriated in the blanket of heat that bore down on my back and ass. I opened my legs just enough to let the sun warm my pussy through my suit. I smiled as I watched the new lawnboy mow the back yard.
HE always hired football players from the local schools to mow our lawn. The new boy was tall and broad – well muscled without a bit of fat. He took off his t-shirt early on...maybe for me...maybe because it really WAS hot. His chest and back glistened with sweat. His cut-off jeans stained against his firm but and his thighs were well formed and cabled with muscle. I watched him idly – not showing any interest, but drinking in the masculine beauty as he went back and forth in front of me. He was watching me as well. I could feel his eyes caress my ass and my inner thighs. GAWD!!! I could practically smell the testosterone over the smell of gas and freshly mown grass. Yean HE always hired this kind of guy...and I had to wonder if it was for me or HIM.
The silence was deafening when he turned off the mower and put it away. He came up onto the deck and knocked on the slider. He stepped inside and they talked for a while. After a few minutes and some ice tea, they stepped out onto the deck. “Annie,” HE said, “Sit up and say hello to Michael.” I sat up, as HE brought our new lawn boy over to stand in front of me. “Hello.” “Hi.” HE moved around behind me and untied the string behind my neck. My top fell away and my breasts were laid bare to Michael’s gaze. “Didn’t I tell you she had perfect tits.” I blushed as my nipples went rock hard and my pussy tingled. “Annie, I want you to show Michael what I've taught you.”
From my seated position, reached up and undid the button on Michael’s Levi’s. I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down. Michael’s cock was massive. It was a bit longer than HIS but not quite as thick or veiny. He was uncut, like HIS, and it grew hard and straight as I held it in my hands and drew it closer. I opened wide and lay my tongue across my lower teeth. I eased his dick into my mouth and began to slowly suck him off. I cradled his cock with my tongue, just like HE taught me. And with each movement of my head I took him deeper and deeper. “God, is she a fucking slut?” HE said. “She’ll take every inch of you.”
The HE coached Michael in how to fuck my throat. HE had him hold my head and ease his cock down my throat. I could hear HIS pride and HE talked about how well I could deepthroat most any cock. It was all HIS training and HIS doing. Michael reeked of sweat and gas and mown grass. He tasted like sweat at the beginning, but soon I could taste the subtle brine of his pre-cum. I took Michael’s cock like a good girl...like the cock slut I was. I reveled in my ability to take his massive cock, as my hands enjoyed feeling his ass tightened every time he pushed into me. Soon...too soon...he tensed and unloaded a flood of cum down my throat and into my mouth. I kept some in my mouth to show him as I smiled up at him. I let it run down my chin and onto my breasts.
HE clapped Michael on the back and told him that he had promise. HE showed him to the door and then came back to the deck. Without a word, HE pulled me up and walked me to a familiar part of the railing on the deck. I knew I had to “assume the position”, spread my legs and stick my ass out. My bikini bottoms fell away immediately and the head of HIS dick started sliding up and down my slit. HE was measuring how wet I was. When HE was satisfied, HE shoved HIS cock up into my cunt in one movement. My pussy stretched wide and I yelped with the first stroke. But as HE pounded away, the pain turned to pleasure and I took everything HE had. HE told me I was a fucking cunt – a worthless whore – and HE relived every moment of the skullfuck Michael gave me. HE loved watching our new lawn boy fuck my mouth. (I am sure HE wanted to be on the receiving end of Michael’s dick as well.) HE pounded away, grabbing and twisting my tits as they swung with every thrust. HE thoroughly fucked me, shooting two loads of cum on my back before HE was done with me. HE was a man of power and lust, but little finesse. Still HE was mine. And I was HIS.
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