It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from work. My female parent was planning to go out for the day and do some shopping. I was supposed to go, but then we needed to get the furnace cleaned. I told her that I would bewilder around the house and waiting for the repairman. I was 29 years old and I had a wondrous career, but not much of a erotic love liveliness. I had my ploughshare of hot guy and mostly one-night stands, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The finale metre I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our place to legal transfer some desks. All it took was a little flirtation and during my luncheon break we were in the john stall with his pants around his ankles and his Brobdingnagian cock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to reality when I realized that the guy coming over the clean house the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a decent old man that I had known pretty often all of my life. Definitely no programme to consume my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriends. She called about ten minutes ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some minuscule talk and trying not to suppose how I was wasting a perfectly good day off. Just then there was a bang on the backdoor. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive young man standing there in gentle work pants and a matching light blue oeuvre shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the young man said. `` Oh, fall in, '' I said as I got over my initial surprisal that it was n't the old man I was expecting. `` I was expecting Mr. Martelli, '' I said as I led the young man carrying the portable vacuum to the cellar. `` My grandfather is fussy on another job so he sent me, '' the young man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an endeavor to be firm. After all, I was a womanhood home alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cute repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the young man replied in what appeared to be a enticement. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to work then, '' I said while heading back on a higher floor to the kitchen. I could n't serve but notice his firm, round ass as he bent down to plug in his portable emptiness machine to start cleaning the furnace. I was upstair sipping some chocolate when he came up the stairs and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the tabular array and getting the envelope my mom had left. He was kinda dirty from cleaning out the furnace, so I slipped the money in his shirt scoop. I could n't aid but remark his house pecs as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A little young to be a full fledged service man, '' I said trying to have modest talk as the young man got pulled out his cellphone to anticipate his grandfather. `` Yeah, I 'm just about done here, '' he said before he hung up. `` Just about done, '' I asked. `` Is there something else you have to do. '' `` Maybe, '' the young man said with a grin. `` I think you estimable leave. I do n't even know your gens, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the thought of some early good afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandfather out on the English. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to meet you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his toolbox down on the mesa. `` Do you mind, it gets sort of heavy, '' he said with a smile. `` You might as well put the vacuum matter down to, '' I said while returning the grinning. `` I see it 's got a big hose, '' I added. I could n't trust how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hoses, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the base and stepped nigh to me. I rested my helping hand on his dresser through his shirt. `` Feels like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost workaday, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college hand-to-hand struggle and track team. My minded drifted to what he would look like in one of those singlets that leave little the imagination. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a sexy grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back real soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you stop out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last button as his shirt drifted open up to reveal a brawny chest and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the belt buckle on Kyle 's work pants. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my helping hand. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a grinning as I undid his belt buckle. My hand brushed across the intumesce head of what appeared to be a decent sized turncock hidden under his slide fastener. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his zipper as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing dig of his shaft. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be subtle. His pants dropped around his ankles as he stood there in Stanford White boxer briefs that did little to hide his immense erection. He kicked off his pants out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my tight flannel top over my headspring and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living way '' was all I could wangle to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my pants and panties and lowered me to the couch. He slipped his boxer briefs off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch putz with a immense mushroom head and equally plump balls. `` Is it dead on target what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's hefty back. `` You 're about to fuckin regain out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge turncock inside of me. I could n't believe how big and thick he was. It was about as thick as a can of C - literally. I could n't help but set out screaming and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian monstrosity inside of me. He showed no clemency, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot nooky with no string section attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a phrenetic pace as the couch strained from his efforts. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got ready to blow. `` roll in the hay yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his cock deep interior of my drenched twat a few Sir Thomas More times before finally unloading a forceful blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a fire hose out of control. After a few minutes of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian monster out of me. As he sat adjacent to me on the couch with legs spread, I put my deal on his muscular second joint and looked at his now-soft turncock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smiling. `` Impressive, '' I said as I reached between his pegleg and cupped his monumental balls. Even diffuse, Kyle 's dick was amazingly thick. It was n't long before Kyle started to grow to the affair again.

'' Want some more, '' he said. `` I ca n't, my mother should be back from her day of shopping soon, '' I said as Kyle got a gleam in his eye and stood up and reached to pick me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a husky growl in his voice. By the sentence we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his secure blazonry. `` On the left field, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your hands and knees, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his vast Italian rooster inside of me again. My teat were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frantic pace.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine moan as he rammed his big, fatheaded cock in and out of me at a regular tread. I still could n't dig how thick this stud was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single column inch of his huge hammer as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet slit. Kyle pulled out just as he was ready to blow and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to Ithiel Town. After a few more transactions of heavy duty pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his shaft to hold it unfluctuating as he spewed cum all over my venter and knocker. Even he had a voiceless fourth dimension trying to bind onto his massively chummy lusus naturae as it shot like a fire hose.

As Kyle 's erection started to lessen, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his chest and breadbasket. I playfully moved to his muscular thigh, which were like Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree trunk. Then I looked up into his eye and stuck out my clapper and licked his weewee snatch. I tasted a few drops of cum left over from his go eruption. I started to slide his still semi-hard Italian sausage balloon into my lip as Kyle let out a lenient groan. It took a few minutes of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in stage business, so to talk. I eased my sassing down as a lot of his monster as I could fill. I have actually sucked Guy with as practically length as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's dick. After a few to a greater extent minutes of caressing his blimp, Kyle blew in my mouth. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my steady sucking tempo until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an impressive visual modality to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door gibe outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a spring up woman, I still was n't ready to explain why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his work clothes. `` Your pugilist brief, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the lounge cushion as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front door. `` Nice to encounter you, '' he said with a smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick coup d'oeil of the lineation of Kyle 's shaft in his employment gasp as he left. `` How was your afternoon honey, '' my female parent asked as I helped her with her software. `` Just o.k.. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .