Juanito the Lawn Man
written by:
Ronda

I was married, in love, and crushed when I caught my husband in bed with another woman. After my divorce the only thing that I wanted from men was sex. At first I did it out of anger, but after the anger faded away I found the pleasure that keeps me wanting it more, and more, and more.

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His beat up Chevy pickup pulled in the driveway as I was saying goodbye to my friend, Sara. We stopped talking and watched as the hard-muscled Mexican landscaper got out of his truck and walked around to the back of it to drop the tailgate. His name was Juanito and he had his shirt off revealing his dark sun-tanned skin as we both ogled his muscular arms and torso.

"That is some kind of eye candy," Sara remarked as her eyes sparkled.

"Oh, isn't he though!" I responded in return. "I watch him all the time through my windows when he's working on my landscape. Mmm, so raw and sexy," my voice drifted as I continued watching him taking his work tools out of the back of his truck.

Sara gave me a cunning look over my "raw and sexy" remark and then said, "He's coming up this way. I'm gonna go and leave you to your lawn man," she chuckled in a naughty way as she quickly walked away.

"Hi Juanito," pulling my shoulders back, cheerfully greeted him as he walked up to me.

"Hello Ronda. You look very pretty today," he said, glancing me over with his dark brown eyes. "Anything you need done beyond cutting the lawn today you let me know."

‘Oh, I could think of a few things', I thought to myself. "Okay Juanito, I sure will," I answered with thoughts of ravishing his body on my mind.

Juanito owned his little landscaping business and I hired him out of craigslist. I never asked him his age, but he looked young, maybe no more than 22. His dark blown skin was mostly the result of working under the hot sun every day. He didn't have any body hair, not even under his armpits. I liked that sexy bare-skin look especially when it glistened under his sweat. His frame was all muscle and tight. His stature was on the short side, maybe 5'8" inches, but very well proportioned with great legs and a handsome Latino face. His uncombed coal black hair was long enough to run my fingers through and his large eyes were deep magic ponds of dark brown.

This was his third visit to my lawn and I could tell from his first two visits that he had an eye for me. His eyes told me that I'm sexy. He's been looking down at my breasts more than he looked at my face. His eyes had a magnetism that pulled the ache through my nipples and this time was no different as his eyes once again made my nipples grow hot inside my bra.

I sprinted into the house and upstairs to my bedroom where I could see Juanito cutting the grass of my back yard. Peering from the window, I stalked his strong body as he mowed and trimmed my lawn. The entire time I was having thoughts of being naked on my bed with his hot sweaty body on mine while he fucks my pussy raw with his big Mexican cock, and from the tight jeans he always wore I could tell he had a big one.

Oh--I was so horny and I wanted to fuck him so bad my pussy trickled between my thighs. I wondered if I could lure him in for a bit with a frosty glass of ice tea. As the idea struck me as brilliant I quickly changed out of my clothes and into a pair of tightly fitted white shorts that rimmed the taut cheeks of my ass and held tightly to my crotch revealing a deeply sliced camel-toe, and I wore them without panties. While wedging my feet into my high-wedged slip-on sandals I threw on a white blouse and buttoned it only half way up the front to reveal my braless cleavage. Finally I brushed my long blonde hair down loosely and exited my bedroom for my kitchen.

When I entered my kitchen I went for the sliding glass doors and slid it open. The squeak of the sliders got Juanito to look my way. When he saw me peering out at him, I called out, "Are you almost finished, Juanito?"

He took a moment to speak when his eyes locked onto and savored the view between the open buttons of my blouse. "Uh—yes Ronda. Five minutes!"

"Do you have time to have a glass of ice tea with me?" I asked in a pleasingly sweet tone while feeling like a spider talking to a fly.

"I would love something to drink," he replied with his eyes starting to pull on my nipples again. Oh how they ached! But soon he will be walking into my web of seduction and my mind was busy thinking of ways of baiting him.

Rather than ringing the front doorbell as he usually did to collect payment, he left his work tools laying in the back yard and came up to the doorway of my kitchen. I had my back to him as I was facing the counter pouring the ice tea into two tall glasses. He didn't know that I could see him through the reflection in the glass door of the microwave that I was facing. I noticed how he just stood there silently as not to get my attention and savored his view of my backside. Seeing how his eyes were so fixated on my ass I purposely dropped a slice of lemon and kept my legs straight as I bent way over to pick it up, and I could imagine what he was looking at as my shorts wrenched tightly against my gash. As I stood and stretched across the counter to reach for the sugar, I could feel my pussy leaking my lustful juices that soaked into my shorts.

"Hello Ronda," he finally spoke. I turned and looked like I was pleasantly surprised in not hearing him coming up to the open doorway.

"Oh, come on in Juanito," I spoke with a flirty smile. "I just finished making us some tea," I announced as I picked up the glasses and brought one over to him standing just inside the doorway. ‘Perhaps a nice taste of pussy juice,' I thought to myself as he watched my breast jiggle under my blouse with my steps.

He took his glass and we walked deeper into my kitchen and leaned against the counter. We took turns sipping our drinks while his deep brown eyes met my doe eyes. Neither of us spoke a word because words would have spoiled the sexual tension that was building between us. He knew what I really invited him into my house for. He was reading my mind and my eyes were telling him everything. When I turned to set my glass down, he grabbed my hips from behind and with primitive-like strength he bent me over the counter and my hair went flying over my face.

The way he man-handled me made my pussy twitch. I like it a little bit rough when a man wants to have his way with me and I enjoyed the feeling of how suddenly vulnerable I was to whatever he had on his mind. I felt my breasts mashing against the counter top and my nipples felt like marbles rolling against the cool surface every time he moved me. My heart began to race as he hovered over me to make me feel the mold of his cock through our clothes as he pressed himself against my ass. Neither of us still spoke a word and my white flag was up and waving as I surrendered to the lusty young Mexican who pinned me down.

I wiggled my ass to feel his cock and I wondered anxiously if this was where he wanted to fuck me, having me bent over the kitchen counter like this. More juice dripped from my pussy, saturating my white shorts and moistening the mating of my inner thighs. I couldn't have been more wrong in my thinking when he flipped me over on to the counter top. Both sandals went flying from my feet as I was flung upwards and when he had me on my back he hurried to unsnap my shorts and yank my zipper down. In his eagerness to get to where he wanted to go he ripped my shorts down my legs. My arms moved above my head and I stretched and squirmed willing my body to be raped by this man.

He grabbed my knees and spread my legs wide and focused his eyes on my pussy so shiny and wet with a gleaming cherry clit begging for attention. He drove his face into my hot cunt and my moans echoed my pleasure as his tongue licked and his lips sucked the sweet nectar from my hole. After sucking his fill of honey from my hive, he wrapped his soft full lips around my clit and began to suck.

"Oh... oh... yessss," my moans took on words as I went crazy with passion. My body writhed and I grasped his head and held him down on my pussy until I felt the pulsations of my orgasms erupt, drenching his face with my sweet womanly nectar. He raised his head and moved towards my face and kissed my mouth with his pussy soaked lips. I opened my mouth to taste my juices and when he forced his tongue into my mouth I swirled my tongue around his and sucked it like a cock. The kiss brought more moans from my throat as I felt my hot lust in returning his kisses.

I sat up on the counter after that long passionate smooch and glanced down at his jeans. His cock was so swollen it looked like it would rip through his pant leg. I reached down and rubbed it through his jeans and he stood still to let me enjoy what I was touching. As the palm of my hand slowly led my finger along the lengthy mold of his cock I was having thoughts of taking him to my bedroom and follow the fantasies I had earlier of him, but I somehow couldn't wait that long and slid from the counter to down on my knees.

My fingers worked his belt undone and his zipper down like I had done it a thousand times before, and before he knew it, I had his jeans and his shorts down around his knees which left me with his immense thick brown cock staring me in the eyes. I backed him against the counter's edge with my head and hands as I took his tasty cock in my mouth and sucked the salt off it.

He lifted himself up and sat on the edge of the counter top. I lifted his legs over my shoulders and immersed my face into his fleshy mass of balls and hair and dick and savored the hot scented flavor of his sex while he closed his eyes and uttered a bunch of words in his native language. Whatever he was saying had to have been utterly sensational because he was moaning though nearly every word.

I was looking up at him the entire time my mouth was servicing his cock and when his eyes opened I wanted to show him how delicious he really was by licking his balls again and this time gently sucking them into my mouth. My lips climbed up his cock, using my tongue to lick it wet from base to head and then I engulfed it deep into my mouth until I had it pressing into my throat. Slowly I drew my lips back up his shaft and desired it through my eyes as I let my hand stroke him for a bit. My fingers tightened around his shaft and pearly white dew drooled from his enlarged meatus and my tongue was quick to catch it as it strung, taking it into my mouth to enjoy the first taste of his masculine nature.

Releasing my grip slightly I stroked him with a rhythmic motion while I went back to sucking with my head rising and lowering on his cock as he watched. I felt his hands in my hair, grasping my head with his large paws and guiding my head down to the base of his cock. He wanted to shove his cock down my throat and after my first choking attempt I sucked hard and swallowed the head of his cock repeatedly, making his dick grow longer and thicker than I could have imagined. By now I loved it so much I was wishing it would stretch all the way into my belly.

I was past the point of saving some of that long and sexy sausage for my pussy. Juanito would have to wait to have the opportunity to fuck this luscious wench as I continued sucking his cock better than I ever sucked one before. He closed his eyes again to enjoy the ways I possessed him in my mouth with lips sliding up and down his huge glistening shaft. More sweet pre-cum enticed my tongue before his cum gushed up the canal of his cock. My tongue was swabbing his meatus when it suddenly turned all warm and creamy inside my mouth. Oh yes, I was hot and hungry for it and I loved the feel of his thick texture globing in every little nook and cranny of my oral cavity.

Mmm, so hot and nasty! Enjoying it like a cum-hungry slut, I swallowed every drop he gave me until there was no more to be had. His body went limp along with his cock after I finished and licked my lips clean of any evidence left behind. After getting up from my knees Juanito said, "No charge for your lawn care today Ronda."

"Maybe we can work out another deal next week, and if you give me enough time I'll do you even better." I said flirtatiously. We got dressed and he left me almost counting the days til' his next visit.