1. Bob The Builder


    Date: 10/16/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    “There’s plenty of time for that.” He had my tits in line with his mouth and sucked on a nipple. I was not fully aroused because I felt I was not going to get what I desperately needed. As he sucked, my nipples got harder, but my heart was still very empty. He let go of my nipple and asked, “Upstairs?” Then moved his lips onto the other nipple. I closed my eyes and looked up to the heavens, ‘Oh fuck, I’m going to have to go through with this.’ An orgasm for a blow-job, it’s only fair I suppose. I grabbed his head, lifted him off my nipple and kissed him softly on the lips and said, “Yes, let’s go.” He lowered me to the floor and we both walked up to my bedroom. I had forgotten that I had left in a hurry and not put the vibrator away, it was there right in the middle of the bed, I had no chance to hide it. Bob walked straight over to it and picked it up. It still glistened with my juices. He turned around, held it up and said, “So you were BUSY I see. Sorry I interrupted.” I gave an awkward smile and grabbed it off him, threw it over to a chair and said, “What’s a girl supposed to do in the afternoons!” He grabbed me, picked me up and threw me onto the bed. I rolled over onto my front and at that level I looked at him straight in the crotch. I reached out and grabbed his belt and started to undo it. He grabbed my wrists and said, “Please…Let me.” With that he released my hands, I withdrew my hands and thought, ‘Okay, let him do it I’ll just watch.’ I glued my eyes onto his ...
    every movement; he slowly undid the buckle and lowered the zipper. He grasped the top of his jeans and started to lower them; he got just past his hips and then let them fall to the floor. He stepped out and kicked them to one side. He had boxers on and holy fuckin’ shit, I saw his nob-end as it peeked out through the left leg opening. I did not have to see all of it, this man was fuckin’ huge. ‘Thank you, god, oh fuckin’ hell, thank you.’ The thing that surprised me most was that Bob was not even hard; he did not seem aroused at all. Was he not interested in sex, was he not interested in me! Okay, I’m thirty six, have been married for a few years and before I got married I was not a virgin (sorry Tom). I had been around, I’m not a slut, so don’t even go there or even think it. I know you, just listen. I’ve had my share of men, okay maybe more than the average, I don’t know what the average is but anyway, and every man I have been with has had a stiff cock as soon as I’ve been naked in front of them. If you’re a man then I’m sure you’ve got a stiffy right now. I know…I know you can’t see me, but believe me, not being modest…Not me, but if you saw me even with clothes on, your Willy would start stirring. Yeah okay, I know, slut. But I’m not. Back to Bob, he took a step closer and did nothing; I still had my eyes on his cock-head then I looked up to him and with his eyes he gestured for me to remove the one item of clothing between us. I closed my eyes briefly and said a little ...
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