Break time

Written by: Jaynet E.

A little fantisy that I whipped up over the weekend. Hope you like it. Remember I write to let others enjoy, not for a grade.

Walking out to the yard, I see you kneeling over the lawn mower.  I tip
toe to you through the cool grass and offer you a cool drink of iced 
tea.  I watch you gulp it down as if the very moister it gives will 
save your life.  A little tingle dances though my body as I glance over 
yours.  The way it glisten with sweat  in the sun, how each muscle 
seems to ripple, and the way your Adam's apple frolics as the cool 
fluid slides down your throat. 

It all turns me on, but I turn and walk over to the door thinking this
isn't the time or the place.  Anyway I hardly know you.  You just 
happen to be a good looking man whom happen to pass my house looking 
for a way to make money.  It's very wrong of me to look at you in such 
away, but I can't seem to stay away. 

I force myself to walk into the kitchen and find something else to do. 
I start mixing some icing as I stare out at you on the lawn your 
walking back and forth now with the mower.  Not realizing your being 
watched, your singing to your self.  I finally get going on things that 
need to be done and forget of you working in the yard. 

I'm leaning over deep in the washer machine trying to pull out a few
things stuck inside when you walk up and lean into me. I hit my head in 
surprise but know that it is you and don't bother to move. You slip 
your hand up my skirt and between my thighs and pull my cotton panties 
to the side.  Pulling myself out of the washer and closing the lid, I 
rest upon it and let you continue. 

You tip toe your fingers over my slit pushing the edges away with one
finger and plunge it with in my warm hole.  I gasp but still let you do 
as you wish.  I make a move to turn toward you but you rest your strong 
hand in the mid of my back and pin my from doing so. You insert another 
finger, spreading my opening even more.  Your tough fingers feel so 
smooth inside my great depth. You pull my skirt up over my ass and pull 
the my undies to the floor. 

I can feel you kneeling down and resting your shoulders against my legs
just before the sudden warm of your tongue begin to lap at my clit. I 
can feel you fumbling with your jeans and press my pussy back onto your 
face and rock it there gently.  Just when I think I'm about to cum, you 
pull away and stand up. 

I hope you'll allow me to turn and take you in my mouth and attempt
again to turn.  But you block me again and press your head up against 
my hole.  I can feel my pussy tighten with excitement and isn't let 
down as you shove your way in. 

I grown at the size.  I expected it to be somewhat limp, needing a few
pumps to start but your muscle is strong, thick, and more then ready. I 
grunt out as you begin to ravish my body.  Pulling my hips against 
yours violently.  I can feel each ripple of my ass shake as you pound 
it against your pelvis.  I push up onto my hands and you lean over me 
resting each hand on the sides of the washer.  You rest your chin on my 
shoulder.  Your grunts filling my ear, as you trust deeper still 
inside. 

My feet barely touching the floor as it is, you lift me off the floor as
your thrust grow stronger.  Your cock seems to have grown thicker.  It 
feels like it's tarring it's own path to gain my pleasure.  As soon as 
you wrap your arm around my chest and pull me even harder still, my 
cunt begins to grasp your cock in it's joyous rhythm.  My cum escaping 
with each outward thrust makes you feel the need to work harder for 
more. 

You reach down with the other arm and pull up one of my legs, you fuck
my hole faster and harder.  I can do nothing but moan and groan while 
you force yourself deeper.  You suddenly stop. I open my squeezed 
eyelids and look back just before it hits.  A sudden gush of heat oozes 
within.  My body reacts immediately and I arch my back for more.  You 
jerk a few times while pumping into me slowly. I rest my head against 
your shoulder and moan as your cum drips out from our passion and down 
my legs.  It seems like so much, like my cunt is draining the life out 
of your cock. 

Your rest my feet down flat onto the floor and slowly inch away from me.
 I let out a soft cry as your cock drops from my clinging pussy. You 
pull on your clothing and walk back out of the room.  Stunned, I stand 
there for a sec and then pull my underwear on in a hurry and race out 
to the yard.  Your back to work as if nothing at all had happen.  I 
stand at the door dazed.  You turn the mower around and glance up and 
wink. I smile shyly and walk back into the house planning how to have 
it all happen again.