The Repairman 'S Grandson ( P.2 )


Fantasy
`` Did you tell him felicitous birthday, '' my mother asked while I was sorting through the bags of poppycock she bought during her day of shopping. `` I was n't aware that it was Kyle 's natal day, '' I said. `` He just turned eighteen the former day, I believe, '' my female parent said. `` Wait, just turned xviii, '' I asked. `` I thought he was in college, '' I asked. `` He will be in the decline, from what his mother told me the other day when I ran into her, '' my mother explained. I had just had hot sex with a high shoal boy. I could n't believe it.

I was half-pissed that he lied to me, but kind of turned on that a young stud had such skill. At least he was 18 and legal. `` You know Kyle, '' my mother continued. `` I just met him, so not really, '' I said while looking at the cute ovalbumin blouse my female parent bought for me. `` sure you do, sweetie. You used to babysit him, '' my female parent said while cutting into the pound cake she picked up during her day out. `` That was little Kyle, '' I said with a surprised face on my face. `` He 's not so piddling anymore, is he, '' my female parent innocently said. She had no melodic theme how true those row were. `` Oh, yeah, now I remember, '' I said while still shocked that the hot young stud that fucked me was a heights school boy that I used to babysit back in the day.

I still could n't believe that I got fucked by a boy that I used to babysit. I was more amazed that I could n't finish thinking about his huge cock buried inside of me. I tried to put it out of idea. It was a one-time thing, so there was cypher to get worked up over. On Friday morning I was waiting at the bus stop. It was one of those weird days when the bus stop regulars were n't around. There was an odd calm as a light rain fell down. I was starring at the camber across the street from the bus blockage when I heard the sound of speedy footsteps. I was n't alarmed since I live in one of those small towns where zippo ever happens. I glanced up saw this boy jogging towards me from a distance. As he got closer, I realized it was Kyle. `` Hey, '' he said as he stood in front of me in Grey sweatpants and a matching hoody. `` Hey, you liar, '' I said still kinda pissed that he did n't differentiate me he was still in gamey school.

'' I 'm sorry. I did n't think you 'd be up for some fun if you knew I was in high schooling, '' Kyle said in a calm interpreter that was kinda sexy. `` fountainhead, maybe not, but still you should birth told me the truth. '' `` Do n't recite that 's not the best screwing you had in a longsighted time, '' Kyle said with a smile as the light rain glistened off his face in the light from the streetlight. `` You also did n't distinguish me I used to babysit you, '' I said while playfully poking Kyle in the chest and ignoring his valid point. `` I honestly did n't make the association with that the early, but yeah I remember you, '' Kyle said. `` So, you go around fucking all the Lady when you help out your grandpa, '' I said while glancing at my watch to see how much clock time we had before my bus came. `` Not always, '' Kyle said. `` Hey, I 'm a horny Italian boy with some major blimp, what do you await, '' he said with a cockiness that I actually found appealing.

'' Too bad you do n't have time now, '' Kyle said as I glanced down and noticed a judge swelling in his sweat pants. `` Yeah, '' was all I managed to say while trying not let my creative thinker purport. `` Well, I have to get to work, '' I said. `` I got a game tonight, but maybe we can crochet up after that, '' Kyle said. `` I do n't know if we should do it again. It was a one-time matter, '' I said while involuntarily licking my back talk thinking about that compact Italian sausage springing to life in his sweatpants. The bus was heading down the cylinder block to redeem me from saying anything else. `` Have a skilful day at school, '' I said to Kyle while getting on the bus to work. As I sat in my seat, I thought about Kyle and his big cock. I tried not to live on it, but the fact is that he had a full-grown cock than this pro football role player I briefly dated last year. And he was about 8 1/2 inches, but not nearly as thick as Kyle. I tried to forget about it as my day went on.

It was Friday night and I was at the bar with some girls from the office. It was n't long before the beverage were flowing and the public lecture got raunchy. April talked about this guy she literally ran into the former day. He 's an EMT who apparently has a healthy intimate appetence. She said that they 've been fucking almost non-stop since. `` So, have you gotten any since the delivery guy in the elevator, '' Jean asked me while downing her 3rd martini. `` I got some on Monday, '' I confessed. `` Oh yeah, '' the female child chimed in together. `` Younger guy, '' Christine asked. `` Yeah and pretty damn big, '' I said kinda bragging. `` So big pencil putz, '' April said while asking the bartender for her twenty-five percent refill. `` Huge Italian sausage, '' I said while polishing off my gin martini. `` Is there enough to go around, '' Christine asked with enthrallment. `` We do n't share our guy cable, '' I said with a gag. `` Besides, it was a quondam matter, '' I added while trying to change the subject.

'' How stocky we talking, '' April said after downing yet another drink. `` That 's not important, '' I said seriously trying to convert the national. `` semen on, '' the lady friend chimed in. `` snow can, '' I said while sipping the rest of my gin martini. `` Holy motherfucker, '' the girls chimed in again. `` I have n't had a guy with massive girth in forever, '' slam said. `` Yeah, plus you said he 's got the duration affair going on too, '' Christine said while stuffing a napkin with the bartender 's phone routine on it into her pocketbook. `` Yeah, he was near, '' I said still trying to see a way to change the subject. The only affair I told them as far as his identity went was his first-class honours degree name. I did n't want everything to know that I got laid by a high school boy. I would never hear the end of the jokes.

Later that night, I was at home nursing a hangover. Fortunately, my female parent was already in bed so I did n't have to go through the usual grilling or see the usual lecture about being responsible or finally finding a man. To be honorable, I kind of enjoyed playing the field. I think my job as a secretary at a law firm counts as being responsible for. I found my nous drifting back to Kyle and his vast pecker. It 's not like I had an aversion to sex with younger guy - as long as they 're effectual. At XVIII, Kyle was certainly effectual. He was n't the youngest guy I ever fucked though. Last summer, I ended up fucking the young man who cuts our lawn. He told me he was eighteen, but it turned out he was 16. He was great and had a big enough cock to get the job done, but it was a one-time thing. I had been dating a pro football game role player who was 24 at the sentence. Now, he was a big boy. He had about 8 1/2 inches of dick, but he was n't nearly as boneheaded as Kyle. I drifted off to sleep when I got a text.

'' meet me by the back door, '' the textual matter substance from Kyle said. He ca n't be serious. I was gear up to ignore him when I got another text from my supporter Christine. `` Just fucked the barman. Huge mother fucker, '' the textual matter message said as I put the earpiece down and went downstairs by the backdoor. It was probably just a prank. Kyle was probably bragging to his protagonist about scoring with his former babysitter. Still, I found myself getting excited when there was a knock on the backdoor. `` Hey, '' Kyle said standing there in black sweatpants and an orange hoody. `` Hey back at ya, '' I said trying to continue passing. `` Want some more of this, '' Kyle said with a smiling as grabbed his cock through his sweatpants. `` My mother 's numb upstairs, '' I said. `` You know how many fuckin times I 've heard that. Just not from a adult female your age, '' Kyle said with that cocky attitude that I kinda liked.

It was n't long before Kyle was kissing me. I could taste the alcoholic beverage on his backtalk. `` Had a good prison term tonight I take it, '' I said. `` Yeah, but do n't occupy. I can still get this fucker up again, '' Kyle said as he pulled me nearer to try out his point. `` Again, '' I said. `` Yeah, I fucked the shit out of my girlfriend. Came three clock time. Bitch loved it, '' Kyle said obviously still semi-drunk. My better judgement told me that it was n't a good idea to fuck a sot high school football game player, but my mind flashed back to the initiative fourth dimension he shoved his monster cock inside of me. I found myself pulled down his sweat pants and grabbing at his rigid cock through his jockstrap. Kyle pulled off his hoody and stood there in his well-stuffed jockstrap. He helped me out of my dress and picked me up and put me on the kitchen table and climbed on top of me. I felt his huge cock pressing against me as I reached down to take hold of his ass cheek. Kyle reached down and pulled his tool out of his supporter and shoved it inside of my wet pussy.

'' No, we should n't .... '' I started to say as I felt Kyle 's massively duncish and prospicient cock slide inside of me. Even though I should have got been repulsed by the fact that his breath smelled of inebriant, I found myself more turned on than ever as he shoved his prick in as deep as it could go. I tried not to hold too practically racket as Kyle eased his huge Italian cock inside of me over and over. I 've fucked a few hombre while they were drunk before and I knew it would be for a while before he came, but this prison term was different. Having a fragile buzz seemed to bring in Kyle even hornier. He was so strong-growing. I could n't even address as he shoved inch after inch of Italian cock interior of me. My thinker told me to arrest, but my body was in loving every thick inch of his hot untested cock. I found myself digging my nails into Kyle 's spine just a few seconds before he finally blew his load inside of me. It was like a gush of fond water from a spigot on at wide-cut blast. `` piece of ass yeah, '' Kyle said as he jumped off the tabular array and stuffed his cock back into his jock and put his clothes back on. `` Do n't tell me that was n't fuckin Charles Frederick Worth it, '' Kyle said while reading a school text from his girl. `` Bitch wants some more dick, '' Kyle said as he left out the backdoor.

I could n't believe it. He comes over and fucks me and then goes out to fuck his girlfriend again. I tried to it out of my judgment - even though I still find myself thinking about that immense stopcock of his. A few calendar week went by. I had a few day of the month, both of which were Thomas More like one night matter. Even when I found myself over my ex-boyfriend 's family - you know, the pro football instrumentalist - I found myself thinking about Kyle 's big midst cock while he was plowing me. My mother went to visit her babe and I had the house to myself for the weekend. After hanging out with the girls after piece of work for awhile, I found myself back at home and watching TV on a Friday night. This was poor. I do n't have intercourse what came over me, but I texted Kyle and told him to get his ass over here as soon as he could. I got no response, so I figured he was busy with either a game or getting laid.

I was sound asleep around 1am when I heard a meretricious pounding on the back door. My first impulse was to predict the constabulary, but I raced downstairs to look into. I grabbed a candlestick off the kitchen table. I peaked out the backdoor and it was Kyle. I opened the door and he stood there in basketball game shorts and a storage tank top. `` You 're not frigidity, '' I said as Kyle grabbed me and shoved his tongue down my throat. `` Nah, I 'm good. You know, I had a crush on you when you used to babysit me, '' Kyle said as he stripped off his tank top to reveal immense pecs and washboard abs. `` I just got done working out, '' Kyle said as he made his pectoral dancing, which I found incredibly sexy. `` Is your mother home, '' Kyle asked as he pushed my robe to the floor. `` No, '' I managed to say as Kyle pulled off his basketball trunks to break a immense cock stuffed into his supporter. `` practiced, '' Kyle said as he licked my neck opening and sucked on my nipples.

'' hold, where does your mom think you are, '' I asked Kyle as he picked me up and carried me upstairs. `` She does n't give a fuck, you should remember that, '' Kyle said as he plopped me down on the bed. `` Sorry, '' I said as I felt the head of his engorged pecker pressed against my dripping wet pussy. `` It 's all good, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge thick stopcock inside of me. Even though I knew how big and thick he was, I still let out a gasp as his thick cock pushed it 's way inside of me. `` I wan na fuck you all nighttime baby, '' Kyle said as he drove his rigid shaft cryptical interior of me over and over.

Kyle had me laying down with my head at the bottom of the bed as he pulled my legs to his side and eased his shaft inside of me. I wondered how an eighteen year old boy knew about such billet, but I did n't protest as Kyle fucked me in a variety of positions throughout the Night. The hottest was when he held by my legs as he stood up and positioned me so that my mouth was right in front of his dick. I gave him principal while he nibbled my kitty. It was so hot that I squirted in his mouth as he went to townsfolk on my snatch while I was sucking his cock. He held me in that status until he finally blew his freight into my mouth. Cum was dripping over my frontal bone and into my hairsbreadth when Kyle finally turned me aright slope up. We fell back onto the bed and Kyle wrapped up the night - more like early Saturday dawn - on top of me.

The future good morning, Kyle got a shower and came downstairs naked and asked `` Where 's my clothes. '' `` I put them in the wash with my clothes since you were still sleeping when I got up, '' I said while starring at Kyle 's naked consistency and delicate cock hanging between his legs. `` Want some breakfast while you wait for your clothes, '' I said while making some scrambled nut. `` Sure, '' Kyle said as he came around behind me and pressed his now semi-hard cock against me. Kyle got a birdcall and said he had to leave soon. `` What 's up, '' I asked while watching Kyle scarf down his breakfast.

'' That was my granddad. He wants me to help him out again today, '' Kyle said as I handed him his basketball shorts and tankful top fresh out of the dryer. `` Have a good day, '' I said. `` Hey did you forget something, '' Kyle said as I tossed his athletic supporter over to him. `` Like how I fill it up, '' Kyle said as he stood up to put it on and have his shaft a credit crunch. `` Yeah, you 're a big boy, '' I said as he finished getting dressed. `` Seriously, you 're still fuckin hot, '' Kyle said as he left. Would this be it with Kyle or was it just the start ? Later that day, the furnace just stopped working. It was going to be down to freezing overnight, so I called Mr. Martelli. I figured it would be the old man this time. I opened the door and there was Kyle in the piece of work clothes he first had on when we first fucked .
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