A charwoman home alone gets a surprise.

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It had been a particularly farsighted day, and I arrived home with a lot of pent up push from all the thwarting. I made a simple dinner party and settled down into the eventide, though unsure of what to do with myself. I had the house to myself tonight, since Rob had sent me a text earlier saying he'd be home late from workplace.

Although it didn't fit my Energy floor, I settled on some recreational reading. I had some laundry to get a motion on first though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry room.

I began sorting through apparel and filling the washing political machine. About halfway through the sorting process, I felt warmth from behind as sleeve wrapped around my consistency and"Hey, you"was whispered into my ear. I could finger his hot breath on my neck and as his hand ran down my toned position and under my shirt onto my shank, my heart picked up gait and I felt my breath collar ever so slightly.

"I thought you were going to be late ?"I asked as Rob began kissing my neck and sliding his hands up my hide while removing my shirt. I lifted my weapon to relinquish myself and ground back into his pelvis where I could feel his dick growing inside his bloomers. He pushed back while grabbing my diminished but unshakable breasts, inciting a suspiration from me.

I tried to turn around to confront him, but he stopped me."Not yet"and he unclipped my bra and dropped it to the floor. He began to tease me, brushing his fingers along my monotone breadbasket up to the arse of my tits. I could find myself getting wet from just this alone, and my lowly nipples were rock hard from the coldness and the foreplay.

I began to breathe deeper and bit my lip as he circled his digit closer to my nipples, pausing momentarily to hug my teat every once in a while. Sometimes he'd brush one of my nipples as he did this, causing me to thrill and inhale quickly, as they were so sensitive.

I realized I was slowly grinding my hip back against his dick, which was becoming harder, and as I became more and more change by reversal on, I moved faster and with more purpose.

Suddenly he squeezed one of my nipples causing me to gasp. He was driving me brainsick, and all I could think about was getting on my knees and getting his stiff cock in my mouth. He began to move his left hand down my consistence to unbutton my jeans and chute straight in my panties to gently rub along my cunt. With his finger lubed up from my juices, he began to rub my clit in circles, and I began to really drive my ass against his shaft.

"Mmm,"I could hear him groan, and I decided it was prison term for pay-back. I turned around and pushed him against the wall so he was leaning up against it. I got down on my knees and untie his swath and gasp, letting his near-fully erect dick spring forth. I started by breathing hot air on his Ball and grabbing his cock with one hand. I began to lick up his balls and gently suck on them, which had him breathing harder. I looked up at him to see his expression of high arousal, gazing at me through one-half closed eyes and mouth slightly open. With my eyes still on him, I began to lick slowly up his calamus, making him moan.

I was getting so turned on by all of this that I began to use my other hand to play with my clit. This sent me into overdrive and I forgot about teasing him. His cock was quickly thrusting into my mouth and I began sucking on him enthusiastically. I reminded myself to slow down a bit and flicked the tip of his dick with my spit. By this time, he had his oculus closed and head leaned back, allowing him to get lost in the pleasure. Beginning to rub his cock with my handwriting while sucking and licking as much of it as I could fit into my mouth, I could say he was getting close. Hell, I was so turned on that I could probably cum soon too.

I started playing with his formal again, rolling them around in my fingers, giving a patrician squeeze here and there. I stopped sucking his cock to lick them and suck them, getting one of them at a time in my small hot wet mouth. Rob was moaning and moved his hand to the rear of my head. No longer able-bodied to hold back, I engulfed what I could manage of his peter into my back talk and allowed him to set the pace with his hand on my headspring. I supplemented what was ineffective to fit in my mouth by rubbing it with my mitt.

He soon began breathing harder and louder while his whole body tensed up, and I was ready for my prize. My hand was on overdrive rubbing my clit, and as his hot cum hit my spit and began filling my mouth, I felt myself going over the edge into an climax as well. I moaned with my oral fissure still clamped around his cock, ensuring none of it would be lost to me. I swallowed and licked up anything that escaped, and then looked up with a devious smiling on my side.

"Ready to move to the bedroom ?"

( Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, as this is my firstly story. My intention was to leave characters mostly open to imagination, since attraction varies greatly from individual to person. I also got quick into it so not to endure those looking for the ooey gooey bits. )