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'The Plumber has arrived', I raised my head and looked at the clock, noting the time, the hands on the clock read 07:20, 'This early', I protested.
My husband appeared disinterested, 'I need to rush, I have a busy day ahead of me', he replied, as if indifferent to my early rousing, I so wanted to have a longer lie-in, the bed was warm and comfy, and the outside looked miserable.
Hubby bent down a kissed my forehead, 'Gotta go, call you later', and that was it, he was gone, and I settled down to steal a few more minutes in the warmth of my duvet.
I could feel my eyelids get heavy as I drifted off into the land of nod, my thoughts were bordering on the erotic, the female equivalence of hubbies 'morning woody', a hangover from an erotic dream or the need to pee, 'My hydraulic Erection', I would tease him, before inserting it into my open cunt and having a quick shag.
I was working on myself when a sudden noise of something dropping downstairs brought me back to reality, and for some inexplicable reason, I thought it was my husband returning, and sat up in bed, the cooler air causing an immediate nipple rising, I slept nude, and had sensitive nipples.
Then I remembered my husband saying, 'The Plumber has arrived', as in had arrived, he was in the fucking house, and I was lying in bed frigging my fucking pussy, what if had walked in?
I looked around and saw my nightdress and my night-coat. I got out of bed and went to my bedroom door, which was slightly ajar and peered out down the hallway, along the carpeted floor.
I caught sight of my nude body in the wardrobe full length mirror, and felt a twinge in my groin, I was a feeling horny and seeing myself in an undressed state made me feel worse.
I could feel my heart pounding, why would my husband let a complete stranger into our house, then walk out, knowing full well I was lying naked in bed, was he now driving to work, imagining me being fucked by this horny plumber, I was visualizing this, and I could feel myself wetting?
I put my hand in between my legs and felt my swollen lips and how wet I was, my other hand caressed my breasts, my nipples were like rubber, and stuck out, they felt alive, as I did, my mind awash with horny thoughts of letting a stranger fuck me in my bed, I was slowly inserting finger into my pussy as I listened to him working downstairs, I kept telling myself, this is what my husband wants to happen, he wants us to fuck.
The noise of tools being used gave me the confidence to leave my room and wander down the carpeted floor to the top of the stairwell and stand naked at the top of the stairs, the daring-do bravado excited me, and I sat down, bare bum on the carpet and laid back and began masturbating myself, all the time monitoring my safety as long as the noise was indicating he was working.
I felt really good, this was a really a good wank for me, being caught gave it that edge, just thinking what he would do to me if he caught me, took me over the tipping point, and I bit hard as my orgasm exploded, my body threshing, as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss swept over me.
I lay quietly feeling and hearing my heart beat return to normal, a wicked smile was etched on my face, I had been a very naughty girl, not fair for the stranger in my house, but a very close call, 'That's when I heard him call 'John'.
Then a voice answered, not too far from where I was lying, 'Coming', and I sat bolt upright, my tummy muscles knotting, at the foot of the stairs, phone camera in hand, was a boy of about fifteen, his apprentice, or son, or whatever, but more important, he had been wanking himself as he recorded my masturbation.
I froze, too scared to move a single muscle, my mind was everywhere and nowhere, I was slowing coming to terms with what had just happened and what that boy had on his phone.
'Where the fuck are you'. This more manly voice was coming from the man now walking into the living room, ie the Plumber himself, and suddenly he was beside the boy, standing at the foot of the stairs looking up at my naked body, I say his mouth drop open.
'She was wanking herself, and I got it on my phone', the boy said, holding his phone up to the plumber, and turning up the volume, even I could hear my stifled moans as I orgasmed digitally, by now he was climbing the stairs towards me, 'Looks like you need a good fuck', was all he said, as he pushed my shoulder and I fell back onto the carpet, as he unbuttoned his pants.
'You gonna fuck the bitch', drifted from downstairs. The Plumber was stepping out of his pants, his cock was hard his balls were tight, and I knew he would be inside me shortly. He turned slightly and looked down at the boy, 'You recording', and he turned back to my prostate body lying beneath him, my feet on the top stair, as he pushed my knees apart and sank down on top of me, his cock going right in, I could feel his balls slap my bare buttocks as he fucked me, and the encouragement from the boy as he captured every fucking stroke his cock made inside me.
He came leaving his seed deep inside me, stood up his cock dripping onto my body, 'Wife always said this one was an uppity bitch'.
He was talking to the boy who was now standing on the stairs behind him, while still looking down at me, 'You like that fuck, you fucking slag cunt', he continued, his vitriolic language emphasizing his dominance, taking me down a peg or two, just to show that under my veneer of upper class, he could fuck me in the most base manner and make me enjoy it, despite my airs and graces.
'You see John, these upper class cunts don't get a good fuck, unless we do it', and as he stepped aside and let this boy pass, I looked on in horror, the boy was naked and starting to lie between my legs, the Plumber, anticipating my reaction, held my knees apart, and the boy began fucking me.
He was young, I later found out he was fifteen. His skin was soft, he was hairless on his body, his penis was large, and I could feel him glide effortlessly in and out of me.
I could feel a strange feeling course through me, almost a mothering feeling, and I began to wrap myself around his body, hold his head close into the nape of my neck, my legs lifted and crossed his narrow waist and I could feel my heels on his small buttocks, forcing him back into me, each time he was pulling his cock out.
'You're making her cum, you fucking stud', cried the Plumber, and I could not hide the shame, I was cumming, this sex with what by law is considered a minor gave me an incredible lusting, and as the Plumber recorded, I began grunting like a sow, my hands went down to Johns smooth buttocks, and I dug my nails in deep, my talons, drew blood as I controlled his thrusting, my orgasm almost bursting his ears, the boy was in shock, no longer moving, as I thrust him in and out of my cunt like a battery dead vibrator, the Plumber caught it all on cam, stood in silence, his mouth hanging open, I guess even he had never experienced a woman having a good orgasm.
I left both man and boy standing naked on the stairs and walked to my bathroom, to try to douche the double cream-pie running down my inner thighs, somehow the footage captured would be used continually for me to provide sex for both, maybe more men, I knew there was a chance I would be sold to men for sex, but I was not caring, it was the other thing that bothered me, I was a person who enjoyed sex with boys, I was a dangerous woman, and at that I smiled, and images of my three nephews, whom I babysat for my sisters flashed before my face, as the Plumber voice echoed up the hallway, 'Hurry back bitch, I'm getting hard for you again', I opened the bathroom door, 'In a minute', I replied, somehow I realized this was going to be a busy morning for me.
My husband appeared disinterested, 'I need to rush, I have a busy day ahead of me', he replied, as if indifferent to my early rousing, I so wanted to have a longer lie-in, the bed was warm and comfy, and the outside looked miserable.
Hubby bent down a kissed my forehead, 'Gotta go, call you later', and that was it, he was gone, and I settled down to steal a few more minutes in the warmth of my duvet.
I could feel my eyelids get heavy as I drifted off into the land of nod, my thoughts were bordering on the erotic, the female equivalence of hubbies 'morning woody', a hangover from an erotic dream or the need to pee, 'My hydraulic Erection', I would tease him, before inserting it into my open cunt and having a quick shag.
I was working on myself when a sudden noise of something dropping downstairs brought me back to reality, and for some inexplicable reason, I thought it was my husband returning, and sat up in bed, the cooler air causing an immediate nipple rising, I slept nude, and had sensitive nipples.
Then I remembered my husband saying, 'The Plumber has arrived', as in had arrived, he was in the fucking house, and I was lying in bed frigging my fucking pussy, what if had walked in?
I looked around and saw my nightdress and my night-coat. I got out of bed and went to my bedroom door, which was slightly ajar and peered out down the hallway, along the carpeted floor.
I caught sight of my nude body in the wardrobe full length mirror, and felt a twinge in my groin, I was a feeling horny and seeing myself in an undressed state made me feel worse.
I could feel my heart pounding, why would my husband let a complete stranger into our house, then walk out, knowing full well I was lying naked in bed, was he now driving to work, imagining me being fucked by this horny plumber, I was visualizing this, and I could feel myself wetting?
I put my hand in between my legs and felt my swollen lips and how wet I was, my other hand caressed my breasts, my nipples were like rubber, and stuck out, they felt alive, as I did, my mind awash with horny thoughts of letting a stranger fuck me in my bed, I was slowly inserting finger into my pussy as I listened to him working downstairs, I kept telling myself, this is what my husband wants to happen, he wants us to fuck.
The noise of tools being used gave me the confidence to leave my room and wander down the carpeted floor to the top of the stairwell and stand naked at the top of the stairs, the daring-do bravado excited me, and I sat down, bare bum on the carpet and laid back and began masturbating myself, all the time monitoring my safety as long as the noise was indicating he was working.
I felt really good, this was a really a good wank for me, being caught gave it that edge, just thinking what he would do to me if he caught me, took me over the tipping point, and I bit hard as my orgasm exploded, my body threshing, as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss swept over me.
I lay quietly feeling and hearing my heart beat return to normal, a wicked smile was etched on my face, I had been a very naughty girl, not fair for the stranger in my house, but a very close call, 'That's when I heard him call 'John'.
Then a voice answered, not too far from where I was lying, 'Coming', and I sat bolt upright, my tummy muscles knotting, at the foot of the stairs, phone camera in hand, was a boy of about fifteen, his apprentice, or son, or whatever, but more important, he had been wanking himself as he recorded my masturbation.
I froze, too scared to move a single muscle, my mind was everywhere and nowhere, I was slowing coming to terms with what had just happened and what that boy had on his phone.
'Where the fuck are you'. This more manly voice was coming from the man now walking into the living room, ie the Plumber himself, and suddenly he was beside the boy, standing at the foot of the stairs looking up at my naked body, I say his mouth drop open.
'She was wanking herself, and I got it on my phone', the boy said, holding his phone up to the plumber, and turning up the volume, even I could hear my stifled moans as I orgasmed digitally, by now he was climbing the stairs towards me, 'Looks like you need a good fuck', was all he said, as he pushed my shoulder and I fell back onto the carpet, as he unbuttoned his pants.
'You gonna fuck the bitch', drifted from downstairs. The Plumber was stepping out of his pants, his cock was hard his balls were tight, and I knew he would be inside me shortly. He turned slightly and looked down at the boy, 'You recording', and he turned back to my prostate body lying beneath him, my feet on the top stair, as he pushed my knees apart and sank down on top of me, his cock going right in, I could feel his balls slap my bare buttocks as he fucked me, and the encouragement from the boy as he captured every fucking stroke his cock made inside me.
He came leaving his seed deep inside me, stood up his cock dripping onto my body, 'Wife always said this one was an uppity bitch'.
He was talking to the boy who was now standing on the stairs behind him, while still looking down at me, 'You like that fuck, you fucking slag cunt', he continued, his vitriolic language emphasizing his dominance, taking me down a peg or two, just to show that under my veneer of upper class, he could fuck me in the most base manner and make me enjoy it, despite my airs and graces.
'You see John, these upper class cunts don't get a good fuck, unless we do it', and as he stepped aside and let this boy pass, I looked on in horror, the boy was naked and starting to lie between my legs, the Plumber, anticipating my reaction, held my knees apart, and the boy began fucking me.
He was young, I later found out he was fifteen. His skin was soft, he was hairless on his body, his penis was large, and I could feel him glide effortlessly in and out of me.
I could feel a strange feeling course through me, almost a mothering feeling, and I began to wrap myself around his body, hold his head close into the nape of my neck, my legs lifted and crossed his narrow waist and I could feel my heels on his small buttocks, forcing him back into me, each time he was pulling his cock out.
'You're making her cum, you fucking stud', cried the Plumber, and I could not hide the shame, I was cumming, this sex with what by law is considered a minor gave me an incredible lusting, and as the Plumber recorded, I began grunting like a sow, my hands went down to Johns smooth buttocks, and I dug my nails in deep, my talons, drew blood as I controlled his thrusting, my orgasm almost bursting his ears, the boy was in shock, no longer moving, as I thrust him in and out of my cunt like a battery dead vibrator, the Plumber caught it all on cam, stood in silence, his mouth hanging open, I guess even he had never experienced a woman having a good orgasm.
I left both man and boy standing naked on the stairs and walked to my bathroom, to try to douche the double cream-pie running down my inner thighs, somehow the footage captured would be used continually for me to provide sex for both, maybe more men, I knew there was a chance I would be sold to men for sex, but I was not caring, it was the other thing that bothered me, I was a person who enjoyed sex with boys, I was a dangerous woman, and at that I smiled, and images of my three nephews, whom I babysat for my sisters flashed before my face, as the Plumber voice echoed up the hallway, 'Hurry back bitch, I'm getting hard for you again', I opened the bathroom door, 'In a minute', I replied, somehow I realized this was going to be a busy morning for me.
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