1. Just a regular suburban guy.


    Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Teen, Young, Author: StudlyScrewright, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    I know a lot of people complain about life in the suburbs. Personally, I love it. I guess I was just born for this life. The thing about owning your own house is that there is always something that needs attention. Something that needs to be fixed or tightened or painted. I love that stuff. That's why I love Saturday. Saturday is "Home Repair Day" for me. I put on my jeans and my flannel shirt and my work boots and work through my list of chores. I guess I'm just a 38 year old suburbs nerd. This story takes place on one of those Saturdays, a picture perfect Saturday in May. My wife and I had had breakfast and I was preparing to go out and inspect the leaders and gutters on the house. It had been a tough winter and I knew that those rascals were going to need a little TLC. I was giddy with anticipation. Then I was distracted by a knock at the kitchen door. Opening the door I was greeted by Cheryl C******, a pretty little 17 year old who lives in the neighbor hood. She is all of 5'2" with long, shimmering, black hair and the most dazzling green eyes. Despite the fact that it was Saturday Cheryl was dressed in her school outfit of a white blouse and black skirt. As always, she looked adorable. The perfect suburban teen. "Hi, Mr. Dicksin." "Good morning, Cheryl. What can I do for you?" Cheryl squirmed and fidgeted a bit before answering. "I know it's, like, nine o'clock on Saturday and all, but I kind of need a favor?" My stomach dropped. My neighbors know I'm a soft touch for ...
    favors and such. I just knew I wasn't going to get to my gutters today. "Okay. How can I help you?" I asked, bracing for the worst. "See, I woke up this morning so super horny and I really need a good fuck!" Cheryl explained. "Hon, I have a lot of work to do today. What about your boyfriend, what's his name, Chad?" "He has an away game today. I won't see him until tomorrow night." she pouted. "Besides, he's not...big... like you." I sighed. I could have had the ladder set up by now. I guess she sensed my reluctance because the words just gushed out of her. "Please, Mr. Dicksin? My pussy is so wet and it's been so long since I've been fucked really well. Please?" I'm a sucker for the "puppy dog eyes" gag and this girl has it down to a science. I chuckled and opened the door for her. "Okay, come on in." Cheryl clapped her hands and gave a happy squeal as she ducked into the kitchen. I closed the door, unzipped my jeans and freed the "Love Monster." That's a nickname a college girlfriend gave my penis. Silly, yeah, but I think it's cute. Cheryl turned to face me and her eyes got wide at the sight of my pride & joy. I wasn't hard yet, still irritated at my day being interrupted, so she knelt on the floor in front of me and wrapped her lips around the head. Slowly she took more of me in her mouth as my love stick hardened. Finally I was at full hardness and she took her time about stroking me with her mouth. "God, I love sucking your cock!" she moaned. She did a pretty good job, ...
«1234»