1. Bob The Builder


    Date: 6/3/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    floor. His face came up and it gleamed and shone with my womanly offering. I was out of breath and just managed to speak, I said, “Bastard, I said stop, cunt head.” Bob remarked, “You look like you like it hard and rough.” This man had only really known me for ten minutes, but already he knew my sexual desires. I was going to have some fun. I hoped he had the right tool. I wanted to see what he had, in my head I had already built up a picture; it was similar to what I was using on myself earlier. I leant forward and tugged on his belt; he grabbed my wrist and said, “You’re a bit keen aren’t you?” I looked him in the eyes and said, “Let’s see if you’ve got what I need.” Bob smiled and said, “You want to do it here?” As I stood up and Bob also stood, I asked, “Why not here, how long does a fuck take?” He moved in close and grabbed my ass with one of his rough hands; he squeezed it and said, “We’ll need somewhere more comfortable, I’m going to wear you out.” I laughed to myself and thought ‘If only.’ This seemed to be a big-headed bastard, who thought he was god’s gift to fucking. I had to see what makes him think he can give me a good seeing to. But I had to admit his upper torso was fit. He had big strong arms, his chest was buff, strong pecks well-built and muscular, and his six- pack defined his strong stomach. He leant down and kissed me with my juices all over his face. I moved closer and pushed my hips into his groin. I wanted to feel his cock, I wanted to feel and ...
    asses his manhood. I swung my arms around his neck and pulled him closer and we both kissed and sucked each other hard. Again while we kissed, I was both surprised and confused at the same time. I pushed my hips into him I wanted to arouse his cock, but although I felt something there, he did not seem to have a ‘boner.’ This almost led me to believe that Bob was not all the man I wanted and not the man he made out to be. Should I let this go on? My head and heart fought; I should stop and not make a fool of myself or my husband to Bob. But it all seemed a bit too late, my kiss diminished but Bob was still very energetic. My grip around his neck loosened and my sexual desire faded. This man seemed all talk; I certainly didn’t want that, I could get that from Tom. I ground a bit harder; I wanted to feel something there to reassure me, inspire me to let this man go further. I could not just stop, he would think of me as a slut, a tease or just a user now that he had given me my orgasm. ‘Oh fuck, I’m an idiot.’ I suppose I should at least have a look at what he’s got, if he’s not big or at least bigger than Tom, I’ll just suck him off and he’ll be out for the count and not able to get it up again for a while not at his age. ‘Okay, let’s do that,’ give him a blow job; it will at least make him happy that he’s shot his load. I pulled away from him and said, “Let’s see it then!” He ran his hands down my back and onto my ass, he squeezed both cheeks and lifted me off the floor and said, ...
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