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All in a Day's Work
by Realoldbill (address withheld)
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A young man is called on to do some extra and rather
strenuous duties that just mow a lady's lawn. (M-
teen/F, underage, wife, cheat, size)
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I could hear them arguing from the back of yard
despite the noise the mower made. Then the screened
door slammed, and he strode across the grass,
obviously furious.
"She's got some things she wants you to do for her,
the bitch. I'll pay you later. Okay?"
"Yes sir," I said, as he hurried away.
Down the back steps came his luscious new wife,
wearing what I guess was the top of her flimsy pajamas
which fluttered at her rounded hips and only concealed
her ripe treasures in a few ruffles. She was
excitement on wheels, a walking wet dream as they say,
a long-legged beauty a lot closer to my age than to
his. And she was mad as hell, her blonde hair a
tangled mess and her lipstick smeared.
"What's your name?" she demanded, standing inches from
me, fists on hips, her lovely face showing the red
imprint of her husband's slap. I could smell her and
feel her warmth. She had on high-heeled slippers.
There were tears in her dark blue eyes.
I told her and she snarled, "Well, Bill, come with me
and you can finish this later."
I nodded and let the mower quit and followed her into
the house, admiring the sway of her rounded ass. In
the big kitchen, she turned to face me, smiling, the
pale pink of her baby doll swirling about her belly,
hanging from a pair of ribbons one of which was
sliding down her smooth shoulder. Her breasts jutted
out, an obvious invitation, the big nipples hard and
bulging, the baby doll flared open and she ignored it.
I didn't know what to say so I just reached out and
pushed the other strap off and watched her flimsy
nightie flutter slowly down her ripe, young body,
pausing briefly at purple nipples and rounded hips as
my tool hardened.
She grinned. Her tits were, as I had guessed, perfect
handfuls, D-cups at least. And her mound and pudenda
were smooth and hairless as an adolescent's, her labia
pouting and experienced looking.
"Just what I wanted, now get it out, boy. I need a
good fucking." And she turned and faced the counter,
spreading her feet and looking back over her shoulder
at me. "My rich new husband is useless, a fag." Her
sex bulged invitingly at me, fat lipped and actually
slickened with her need.
I pulled down my shorts and underwear in one quick
motion. My cock sprang out like it was on steel
springs, bouncing off my belly, as thick as her wrist.
She was obviously ready, thoroughly aroused, so I
pushed it down and eased the massive head in between
her quivering lips, grasped her hips I gave it to her
gently, tearing her open, lifting her up on her toes
as I sank right to my swollen balls.
She was tight and throbbing, sucking at my ram as it
spread her. My pulsing cock is not only long and thick
it is gently curved toward the head and women have
told me this is very pleasant shape, a plow that
brings satisfaction.
She squealed and beat on the counter with her fists as
I backed out and thrust again, burying my rigid shaft
in her rippling sheath. I held it there, pressing
hard, my back arched, gritting my teeth, feeling her
young vagina massage my ram. She dropped her head to
the counter and moved her hips in time with my
efforts, gasping and matching my grunts as we began to
do the thing, to get the bodies joined. We fit
together perfectly.
"Good god," she sobbed, letting her head hang, shaking
her long hair from side to side, "that really hurts
when you pull back, just what I needed." She gasped
and shuddered. "Don't be gentle, hear me? Hurt me,
hurt me! Ram it in!" She reached back and slapped my
thigh.
I wasn't gentle but I held back as firmly and as long
as I could as I hammered into her, on and on, smashing
my balls into her, then I reached around, crushed her
breasts in both hands and gasped, "I'm coming."
"Not yet, damn you," she cried, wiggling her ass and
then sinking to the floor, on her hands and knees. I
went down with her and finished her doggy style, up on
my toes, knees bent, and we both managed to climax,
she cresting just before I did with a squeal of
pleasure. It was pretty noisy and quite sloppy.
I gave her a few more as she lay spent on the floor,
pistoning out my spend which oozed down her thighs and
dripped on the floor. I pulled free, rinsed it, pulled
up my pants and went back to work, leaving her lying
them whimpering with my goo oozing out of her glowing
and bruised slot.
When I finished and put the mower away, she
reappeared, wearing make-up, her honey-colored hair
carefully combed. She followed me into the shed behind
the garage. She smelled good. All she had on, as far
as I could tell, was a t-shirt from NYU and some flip-
flops.
"Bill," she said as she stood framed in the doorway,
"that was as good a fucking as I've ever had. You're a
lucky boy to have such a fine, big cock."
I nodded and told her I had another job I had to get
to. I didn't know what else to say so I finished with,
"Thank you."
"Can you come back here when you're done?"
"If you wish," I said.
"How about taking five minutes now?" she begged,
pouting.
I pushed her up against the side door and smiled. "If
you can suck it hard," I said rubbing against her
nakedness.
She nodded and slid down my body, pulled out my
swelling member and put it in her mouth. She knew what
she was doing and smiled up at me as she sucked me
hard again. Then she stood and leaned back against the
wall, legs spread. "It's beautiful!" she said just
before I buried it in her again. Then she gasped - and
on the second upward thrust, she began to scream.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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