0 comments/ 35942 views/ 4 favorites Maintenance By: emma579 Brad let himself into the apartment, juggling his tool box, the work order, and his keys. He had three jobs to do this morning and a party to go to this evening, so he wanted this one done as soon as possible. He closed the door quietly and turned - and stopped still. Directly in front of him was a pair of long legs and a tight ass, clad only in a tiny red thong. Evidently, the tenant was still home and was digging for something in her fridge. Her bare ass cheeks wiggled a bit as she reached deeper and went up to tiptoe. His breath caught in his throat, all the blood in his head drained to his cock and made it stand at attention. His hands went lax and the tool box thudded on the linoleum entry, the keys jangling as they fell, the work order floating further to the carpet. The girl stood and spun with a squeak. She wore little but the thong – she had on a flannel shirt but it was unbuttoned and her spin had given him a brief glimpse of one nicely rounded breast. She stood just shy of his chin, with short red curls and wide green eyes. A pixie face and a curvy body...He just couldn't stop staring. Get it together, he ordered himself. Brad held up his hands. "Maintenance, ma'am," he started, aiming for a calming tone, "I'm here to fix the sink." He took a step back, his eyes never leaving her as he waited for screams or worse. "That was today, wasn't it?" she frowned, looking at him and then looking at his tools. "I don't suppose you can fix it while I'm still here? I mean it's not a problem that I'm home, right?" She gave him a hopeful look. "I'll stay out of the way and be quiet. Promise. I've got to go out later but I need to relax first..." "No problem." What a lie. His cock was so hard he was sure it could hammer holes in sheetrock. Sure, he could fix a leaking faucet with a nearly naked chick in the same 800 square feet. And he could also fly. "Thanks..." She gave him a smile that had his cock twitching. Breezing past him with a yogurt in her hand, she settled on the couch and clicked on the television. Brad stood still, enveloped by the scent of cinnamon and vanilla and horny as hell. With a sigh, he picked up his keys and tucked them in his pocket. They were big enough to pull his work pants tighter against his cock and he winced as the zipper dug in. Another sigh and he picked up his toolbox, heading into the kitchen. Fifteen minutes. Fifteen endless minutes. 900 freaking seconds. Brad couldn't keep his mind on task; he was too aware of the girl sitting on the other side of the counter. After he rapped his knuckles with the wrench for the third time, he decided it was time to bite the bullet and say something, anything, to get her out of the apartment. He dropped his wrench on the counter. "Listen, I..." his voice trailed off as he realized what she was watching. The sound was off, but the screen was filled with a woman kneeling before a man, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. The guy's cock was thick and almost purple, dripping with spit. His hands were tight on the woman's black hair, holding her still while he fucked her mouth. Brad swore he could feel each tooth in the zipper of his pants. Finally managing to tear his eyes away from the screen, he was even worse off when he looked at the girl. She had her feet up on the coffee table, her legs spread, her hand down inside the front of her panties. Her throat was flushed and she was caught up in the action on screen, totally oblivious to Brad. He watched her thighs tremble and held his breath. His gut clenched as she squirmed, panting a little, her hand moving faster and faster. His mouth went dry as she started to whimper. Right before his stunned eyes, the girl began to shake. She tipped her head back, eyes closed, as she came with a shudder. She went limp on the cushions, her head down, her breath still ragged. It was all he could do not to tear off his clothes and drag her to the floor. His own breath was short. "Um, listen," he managed. He tried to keep his eyes on the floor, but out of one corner he could see the couple on screen fucking dog-style and the other corner had her, nearly naked and flushed from her orgasm. "Oh!" Her gasp told him she was now aware he was standing there. "I didn't mean...I...well...I can't work with you here," Brad babbled, tilting his head up so he stared at the ceiling. "I was just relaxing." It took him a moment to realize her voice was closer now. Then her hands were on him, skimming up his belly, tugging his shirt out of his pants. "I...You...whatever...I'll have to come back later," he managed, tugging his shirt away from her as he stepped back. His eyes were hot on hers. He couldn't mask the lust, but he needed this job. She gave him a wicked smile. "Don't you want to help me relax?" she wheedled, her voice innocent, her eyes dark and hungry. He felt his body responding, tightening. She ran her fingers up and down the open sides of her shirt, then slipped it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The brief glimpse he'd gotten earlier was nothing compared to a full frontal view. Her breasts were big and pink and tipped with hard peaks that made his mouth water. Wearing only her red panties, she bit her bottom lip and opened her eyes wide and innocent. "I...can't," he growled finally, damning himself, damning her silently. His body hummed with sex and he wanted this so badly. "Sure you can," she murmured, "I won't tell anyone." "I have to finish this and do two other..." his voice trailed off as she began to wiggle out of her panties. He started to watch them slide down until he was distracted by the bounce of her breasts as she moved. Why was he arguing? Here was a dream opportunity – a hot little body eager for his touch. Her pussy was shaved, pink and ripe, and her inner thighs glistened as she stepped out of the red silk. "I'll make it worth your time," she whispered, cupping her own breasts. She fondled herself, her eyes on him, knowing he was remembering her earlier orgasm. Knowing he wanted to give her the next one. She was naked, offering, and he'd be stupid not to at least have a taste. No one had to know, Brad told himself. She saw in his eyes she'd won and smiled again, a smile full of promises. Brad stepped forward this time, his hands on top of hers, feeling her small fingers against his palm even as he lost himself in her dark eyes. She pulled her hands away and his hands cupped her warm soft breasts. His thumbs stroked her nipples and he felt his body echo her shiver. Her tongue slid over her bottom lip and his mouth watered. "Let's take this to the bed..." he started, but she was already shaking her head. She reached for his shirt again and this time he let her tug it over his head. She made a small sound of pleasure as she ran her hands over his muscular chest. "Here," she said breathlessly, her hands going for his fly, "Fuck me here." Here, there, anywhere, he thought, brushing her hands away. If she touched him now, he'd go off and neither of them would enjoy it. He tumbled her down onto the couch, his hands on her thighs as he slid to his knees between her legs. "Taste first," he growled, "Fuck later." She started to say something, but it was lost in a moan as he lowered his head and his tongue slid over her swollen folds. She was juicy and sweet and he explored her secrets, savoring. She slid down on the couch, draping her legs over his shoulders, and let him feast. His tongue lapped at every inch of her flesh before he focused on her clit. Using his thumbs to spread her folds, he blew a breath over her wetness, hearing her breath catch. Her nub was hard and red and he rubbed his tongue over it first, then suckled it. Her hips rocked and she squirmed, whimpering, as he teased her. He shifted one hand, his middle finger seeking, finding, rubbing her quivering hole. "Yes, yes," she moaned softly, tilting her hips to press to his hand. He eased his finger inside her, feeling her pussy envelope him in wet heat. He pushed deeper, his tongue still flicking her clit, and was rewarded by a ripple of her inner muscles along his length. "You feel good," she whispered, "More, please, more..." He began to finger-fuck her, thrusting his middle finger in to the hilt, while he nibbled at her swollen clit. She was panting, her hips rocking, and he could feel her muscles tensing. He added a second finger, thrusting hard, and her hands clutched at his hair. His eyes watered at her grip, but he didn't let up, thrusting, thrusting, until she came with a strangled cry and a gush of cream. He yanked his fingers free, lowering his mouth to suckle her pussy juices. "Fuck me now," she whimpered, "Now. Fuck me." He was more than ready. Brad tugged open his fly, unable to stifle the groan as his cock sprang free of the tight material. He was fully erect, a big man, and she licked her lips as she eyed him. "God, I'd love to suck you," she murmured. "Later," he growled. He already planned to invite her to the party tonight – and back to his place after. There were several things he'd like to show her, but right now, it was time for his cock to play. Brad gripped his shaft as he eased forward on his knees. He dragged his tip up and down her swollen slit a few times, spreading his precum and her juices over his head. Then he settled himself against her pussy, his hands sliding up her thighs to her hips. "Ready?" he murmured with a sinful grin. Just as she opened her mouth, he thrust into her. Her head fell back and she bit her lip to hold in the cry. Her body was arched, tense, as his fingers tightened on her hips and he forced his cock deeper. He could feel her body stretch to accommodate him, her pussy snug and hot around his throbbing shaft. Another short thrust and he was seated fully inside her, his head crammed against her core, his hips flush with her thighs. She shuddered, whimpering, and he clenched his jaw as her inner muscles fluttered around his penis. "More." The word was almost soundless, but the heat in her eyes spoke volumes. Brad drew his cock back until just his head was inside, his long red shaft speckled with her cum, white on dark against the pink of her pussy. Then he plunged in again and again she bit back a cry. Her nails dug into his upper arms as she took his full cock. This time, the sensation was of one long caress and he needed more. Out. In. Out. In. He fucked her eagerly, driving his penis deep into her body again and again. She was squirming on the couch, her moans low and breathy, her hands clamped on his arms as she thrust her hips up to meet his cock. Again and again he filled her, creating a hot friction where flesh met flesh. He groaned at the feel of her pussy clutching his cock as he pulled back and grunted at the quiver when he drove deep. His groin slapped her thighs in a rhythmic pattern, sound for his strokes. The scent of musk mixed with the cinnamon and vanilla that surrounded her and he breathed deep, thrusting in the same moment. He felt the burn in his balls, the throb in his cock, and tried to gauge how close she was. Not close enough. Brad slipped a hand to her folds, his finger finding her clit and rubbing, even as his cock kept rubbing inside her. She gasped, her body picking up the tempo, urging him on. He thrust faster, harder, pounding his cock into her. Now they were talking, he told himself. He slid his free hand under her ass, giving her a squeeze as he drew her hips forward, shifting the angle of his fucking. She slid her arms around his neck, her mouth on his throat, as he now hammered up into her pussy. Brad felt her tightening, but he was swelling too, closing in on his own orgasm at a quick pace. He shifted both hands to her ass, pushing her down even as he drove his cock up, pistoning in and out. She bounced, panting, clutching at him, her head falling back as the tell-tale flush began to spread from her throat to her breasts. And, damn, those breasts. He leaned to catch a nipple in his mouth as he increased his pace. She wrapped her arms around his neck, riding his cock, her body so tight around him, he could barely move inside her. Suddenly, she jerked, stiffening and arching away from him. He bucked up against her, hammering her core with small thrusts, as she opened her mouth in a silent scream. His eyes crossed as her pussy clamped tight around his cock, tighter, tighter... She came in a rush of cum, enveloping him in her cream as she collapsed against him, shuddering wildly. Brad dumped her on the couch, fucking her as fast as he could, the wet sound of her pussy adding an erotic sound to his movements. He felt his cock swell, felt his balls clench, as his body strained...and burst. Wave after wave of hot seed erupted into her. She gasped, her eyes opening wide, as he gripped her hips and squeezed his cock deeper inside her, ejaculating again and again. With a groan from his gut, Brad emptied himself into her pussy. Another softer groan and he slipped his spent penis from her body, rocking back on his feet, gathering himself. He was still panting, his body still hot and humming, but the urgent need was sated. She gave a small sigh as she shifted, then smiled up at him. "I'm all sticky now," she teased, "I'll have to shower." He heard the invitation, but knew he'd never get it up this soon and he really did have three jobs to do today. He gave a shrug. "You're relaxed now," he smirked, "You'll have to see to your own shower." He fixed his pants, reached for his shirt. "I'll come back later and fix the sink." She gave a pretty pout. "Okay," she sighed, "But I may have to break something else next week." He grinned, gathering his stuff. He gave her a wicked grin and a salute as he let himself out of the apartment. She stood, stretching, then sauntered towards the bedroom. Stepping into the darkened room, she hit the light switch. The naked man on the bed grinned at her, his cock thick and red under his stroking hand. "Did you enjoy that, baby?" she murmured, sliding onto the mattress, licking her lips as she leaned towards his erection. "You always give me a good show, angel," he groaned, laying back on the bed as she slid her mouth over his cock.... Maintenance Sammy sat in semi darkness, staring at the introductory video. It was the first of three days of the orientation at the hospital and all new hires were required to attend. Barely an hour since she had returned from her lunch break, the young intern was bored. The room had 6 conference tables in neat lines, new employees of various departments all facing the front of the room. A group of scrub clad nurses huddled around one table, not so quietly whispering about clinic hours. They seemed to know each other. She wished she had known she could wear scrubs. Assuming the orientation was more a part of the interview process, she had opted for a tasteful skirt and boots and a simple cowl neck sweater. With very few exceptions, most everyone else was wearing what they would normally wear to work. She looked at the older man next to her. He was wearing a blue utilitarian jumpsuit with "maintenance" stenciled across the left chest. He looked to be in his 50's, his elegant skin the color of a latte. He was tipped back in his chair and looked equally as bored. Sammy wondered if what they said about black men was true and stole a glance at his crotch. She could see the faint outline of something resting along the inside of his thigh. "Really?" she thought, "down to the middle of his thigh?" Sammy felt a rush a heat run through her body and she squeezed her thighs together. The maintenance worker followed her gaze and a grin spread across his face. He dropped his chair back down on all four legs with a thud and gave her a wink. Sammy immediately looked down, crossed her arms under her full breasts and allowed her long brown ponytail to cover her face. His eye contact and wink had sent a shockwave right to her middle and she could feel herself getting wet. She tried to focus on the screen, but couldn't get that man's huge member out of her mind. It was the longest thing she's ever seen and although it was hard to tell through his clothes, appeared to be pretty thick as well. She was afraid to look up, but could feel his gaze on her. As he reached across her to retrieve a pamphlet from the stack on front of her, he brushed his arm across her breasts, lingering long enough to make her wonder if it wasn't intentional. Sammy's nipples instinctively tightened and became visible through her sweater. The man stared down at them for a long moment before returning his eyes to the screen at the front of the room. Sammy was on fire. This was insane. This man was a stranger to her and probably twice her age. Sammy shifted her weight and allowed their thighs to barely touch. The man applied slightly more pressure to their bond. Sammy felt a blush run up the inside of her legs and settle in her clit. Becoming increasingly warm, Sammy took a chance and placed her hand over the man's. He stroked the side of her thumb with his. Sammy started to squirm. The man grabbed her hand and pulled it into his lap. Shielded by the table, Sammy zeroed in on the object of her arousal. She let go of the man's hand and softly ran her hand over his crotch. She traced the outline of his cock from his crotch about mid-thigh. She wrapped her hand around it the best she could through his jumpsuit and felt it twitch and grow. He laid his hand over hers and squeezed. His dick was exquisite; long and hard and about as thick as her wrist. Sammy's panties were getting wetter by the second and she felt her clit start to grow. She reluctantly let go of his cock and pulled his hand between her legs. His rough hands caught on her silky underwear and he ran his finger down her slit. Feeling the dampness of her panties, he pushed them into her clit and rubbed in small circles. Sammy drew in a quick breath and started to grind into his finger. He moved her panties to the side and dipped into her wetness. Sammy glanced around the room and was satisfied to see that everyone else seemed to be busy doing their own thing; reading from folders or quietly talking. The man's finger pressed into her steaming center and penetrated her. He moved it in and out several times before pulling out and discretely holding it to his nose. He inhaled deeply, and then quietly popped the finger in his mouth. Sammy was delirious with the rush of it all and her dripping pussy was screaming for more. The man wrote something down, then stood up and left the room. Sammy glanced at the paper. It read, "Wait 5 minutes, then meet me outside." Was she really going to do this? Her pussy was on fire and she desperately wanted to feel that huge cock fill her up. Sammy glanced at her watch. Her panties were still bunched to one side and the air on her over heated pussy felt dirty and erotic. She gyrated her hips subtly to increase the wind and was rewarded by a gush of wetness, a tiny drop of which she felt dripping down the inside of her thigh. Five minutes felt like an eternity. Finally the time was up and she silently made her way to the door in the back of the conference room. As soon as she closed the door behind her, the man grabbed her hand and pulled her toward a janitorial closet. He opened the door and flipped the light on. The room was full of cleaning supplies with a bar height shelf across the back. After he locked the door behind him, the man approached Sammy. He stood in front of her for a moment and looked her up and down. He lifted his hands and took her hard nipples between his fingers, rolling them roughly. Sammy threw her head back in ecstasy. His rough hands grabbed the neck of her sweater and pulled it down under her breasts. Reaching into her black, lacy bra, he lifted each breast out leaving her tits exposed. He roughly squeezed them with both hands. He leaned in close and whispered, "You're just a dirty slut, aren't you? I saw you looking at my cock. You want to know what it feels like to be fucked by a huge, black cock, don't you." Sammy's breath became ragged as she hissed out, "Yesssssssss." "Then get on your knees and grab your heels." Sammy obediently dropped to her knees and reached behind her to grab the heels on her boots, a vulnerable position that had the bonus side effect of thrusting her full breasts forward. The man unzipped his jumpsuit and pulled out his enormous, engorged cock. Sammy's eye bulged and her clit grew. It was even bigger than she imagined. His big strong hands barely reached around it's girth. He held it in one hand and slapped it against her chin. "Suck my cock, bitch." He breathed. " Open your fucking mouth." Sammy opened her mouth as wide as she could. He set the head of his dick just inside her mouth and she sucked it hungrily. Without warning, the man grabbed the back of head with both hands and rammed his huge cock down her throat. She gagged hard, and she felt her lips stretching but he didn't let up. He continued to ram his dick in and out of her throat. Just when she thought she would pass out from lack of air, he pulled out. She finally got a good look at it from this angle and reveled in its massiveness. It was rock hard and stood proudly dripping with her saliva. She let go of her heels and took it in her hand. "You like that cock?" "God, yes. I want it inside me. I want it in my pussy." He grabbed a handful of her hair. "Stand up." She rose to her feet and he pushed her over to the counter. Still holding her hair in his fist, he pushed her face into the counter. "Grab that counter and put your ass in the air." Sammy did what she was told. He pushed her skirt up around her waist and jerked her panties down around her ankles. Sammy quickly stepped out of them and spread her legs wide. She felt the man poke her with the head of his cock a few times before he slapped her ass hard, two, three times. Her skinned burned and she felt like she could still feel the shape of his hand. The man rubbed his huge cock up and down her slit. "Christ, you're wet. You are just a little whore aren't you? You want this fucking black cock, don't you? Don't you?!" "Yes! Please put it in my pussy. Please!" She felt the walls of her pussy stretch as he pushed the head inside her. "Oh, God! You're so fucking huge!" "You got a tight little pussy! God you're so tight!" "Push it in. Please! I can't take anymore. I need you to fuck me!" Sammy was breathless and wild with desire. She was so ready. She needed his cock. "tell me you're a whore." "Oh, God, I'm a whore. I'm such a dirty fucking whore. Fuck me. Please fuck me." The man pushed hard and rammed into her balls deep. She let out a sharp yelp and moaned loudly. He backed out and thrust all the way in again. He bent over her and whispered, "Can you take it? Is it stretching your little tight pussy?" He thrust again. Sammy continued to moan, nearly unconscious with pleasure. Her pussy was stretched to the max and she could feel him hitting the back of her hole with each thrust. She felt so full and so fucking dirty. She wanted more. "So good...so good." Was all she could mutter between gasps. The man grabbed a fist full of hair again and starting fucking her hard and fast. He started grunting like an animal, the sound mingling with her moans. "Take it! Take it! God you're such a fucking tight slut!" he hissed as he continued to pump into her roughly. He let go of her hair and reached around with both hands to hold on to her tits. He squeezed them hard and he rammed into her, his heavy balls slapping into her swollen clit with every plunge. Suddenly Sammy gasped and began to shudder. Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave and she squeezed the huge cock even harder. "Did you just fucking come on my cock? Goddamn, you just came on my cock!" "Yesssss." was all Sammy could muster as her pussy clamped down hard and her whole body began to shake. The man began to grunt louder, and his strokes became faster and harder. He growled, "I'm gonna fucking cum in you. I'm gonna fill you with my fucking cum because you're such a nasty whore." His words triggered another powerful climax and Sammy squeezed his cock even harder. With a final, primal grunt the man emptied his sperm into her dripping cunt. She felt it fill her pussy and begin to drip out onto the concrete floor. The man collapsed over her back, panting. He pulled out of her with a "pop," and more of his cum dripped down her leg onto the floor. He pushed her hair off her neck and bit firmly into her shoulder and pulled on her nipples. Sammy shuddered with pleasure. The man released her and reached over her head to grab a roll of paper towels, which he handed to her before stepping away. When she turned around to face him, he pushed her up against the counter and rammed two fingers into her cunt. "You were a hell of a fuck." "Yeah. You too." Sammy was panting and she felt dizzy. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, wiped his hands on a paper towel, zipped up his jumpsuit and walked out of the closet. Sammy cleaned up her sopping pussy the best she could and arranged her clothes. Her legs felt wobbly as she walked down the hallway. When she entered the conference room, the man was already staring blankly at the instructor with the tiniest smile curling the corners of his mouth. She took her seat beside him and nudged his leg. He took was she handed him and looked down. He smiled and stuffed her drenched, ripped panties in his pocket. The man leaned in close and whispered, "Don't even bother with those tomorrow." Sammy smiled to herself. She had definitely picked the right hospital to finish her internship. Maintenance Man The sultry voice on my answering machine asked me if I come to apartment 201 to check a leak in the bathroom basin. YOU BET I WOULD! That was the foxy lady who had moved in just a few weeks ago. She was a hot looking blonde with a body to die for. Although we had not been introduced, we had exchanged pleasant "Good mornings" in the parking lot a couple of times. I cleaned up a little, rubbed on some after-shave, donned a clean shirt and made sure that my jeans were good and tight and didn't look too bad. When she answered the door I was disappointed. Instead of the sex goddess I had envisioned, there stood an attractive, but unkempt woman in an old, bulky, bathrobe, her hair wrapped in a towel, barefooted and with almost no make up. She showed me where the problem was, retired to the bedroom and closed the door. I got busy on the leak, flat on my back with my head far under the basin, a virtual prisoner in the maze of pipes. I was almost finished when I saw an outstanding pair of legs, this time with no robe, come into the bathroom, pause for a moment and then leave. I could only see a few inches above her knees, but what a sight. Long, tan, curvy legs that went as far up as I could see from under the sink. I daydreamed about them for a few minutes then went back to work still thinking about the legs and especially where they ended at the top. The thought got to me because I could feel the old familiar urge as my cock began to swell. Suddenly there was a hand on my groin massaging my growing member. The touch in that sensitive area startled me so much that I bounced my head against a pipe as I tried to see what was going on. I felt and heard my zipper as it was opened. Next came the top button and a moment later my jeans were jerked down to my ankles. From my vantage point I could see the legs straddle mine and slowly lower the attached body down to engulf my swollen cock in a warm, wet pussy. I still could not see her face, but her breasts were creamy and well formed with swollen nipples. The feelings inside me as her wet cunt slid up and down my willing dick was indescribable. I finally stopped trying to see what was going on so I could relax and enjoy what was happening. She must have felt the tension go out of my body (but not my dong) because she slowed to an easier rhythmic gait. Soon I was ready and began to pump upward to meet her downward thrusts. Suddenly she stopped, dismounted, said "bedroom" and, to my dismay, disappeared. I untangled myself from my prison of pipes as fast as I could and made my way to the bedroom holding my pants up with one hand, my hard cock sticking out of the unzipped fly. To my surprise she was nude and lying spread eagle (our new national bird) on the bed with her hands and feet each tied to a separate corner post. Her eyes were glazed and somehow she looked different but her moans, saying "Oh now -- now -- Oh I'm ready -- please fuck me" clouded my senses and I dropped my pants. In a flash my shirt and shoes followed and I was as nude as she was. I could see the moisture glistening on her pussy and it looked too good to pass up. I knelt on the edge of the bed between her legs and slowly lowered my face to taste the nectar of her box. When my tongue touched her clit her whole body went rigid, she arched her back to push and expose more of her pussy to my licking. In just a few seconds she was writhing like a snake, contained only by the bindings on her arms and legs. She screamed "Oh God now, now" and I felt the release of her cum. It bathed the lower part of my face with its sweet, sticky, salty taste. Without a word I adjusted my position so I could put my aching cock into her wet, slippery crack. As I began the slow climb to my own orgasm I felt a hand on the cheek of my ass. I quickly turned and couldn't believe my eyes. There were two of them! An exact duplicate of the woman I was fucking was massaging my ass and feeling my balls. The sensation was more than I could stand. I shot a load of cum that must have filled her up just as she climaxed for the second time. The new twin untied the first and they both lay down with me while I got my strength back. One nursed on my soft dick but the release of my tension proved to be my undoing and I soon fell asleep, a nude beauty on either side of me. When I awoke, I was tied spread eagle to the bed as she had been and an exquisite mouth was nursing life back into my limp dick. They were taking turns sucking my cock and rubbing my balls. In a short time I was at full attention again. The second (I think) twin straddled me and began pumping. The first twin was massaging her sister’s tits and my balls at the same time. She then moved to my head, facing her sister and lowered her pussy to my waiting mouth. The sisters were kissing each other, fondling each other’s breasts, one fucking my cock, the other my tongue. The one at my mouth came first. By the taste I didn't think it was the same one I had eaten earlier. I again released a load of cum just as the twin bouncing on my dick climaxed. They kept me there tied to the bed until late that afternoon. I don't know why because I was only good for them a few more times. Someday, when I have recovered, I must go back and finish that sink. Maybe this afternoon --- 30 Copyright © 04-12-1999 by E. J. Sheeran. All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author. Maintenance Man It's been two months since our wedding and my husband Roger and I are just settling in our new apartment. It is a one bedroom apartment on the outskirts of town. We decided to live in an apartment for a year, so we could save up money get a house of our own. We only been here a couple days and my husbands work is sending him off on a business trip for four days. I didn't want him to go, but he promised me it would help get him that raise if he did this trip. Roger worked for a marketing firm that required him to travel a lot, so I was kind of used to him leaving. I was currently unemployed, so I was going to be really bored with my husband gone. I took Roger to the airport in the morning and came back home to finish unpacking. It was around noon when I decided to go to the store to get some groceries. As I was leaving the apartment I noticed the building maintenance guy staring at me as I walked down the hall towards him. He was on a ladder changing a light bulb. As I approached, he came off the ladder and reached out his hand for me to shake. I was not expecting this, but I didn't want to be rude, so I extended my hand to his. "Hello young lady, my name is Leroy, Welcome to my building." "Hello, my name is Sarah, my husband and I just moved in to apartment 302." He was a massive man, at least six foot four 200 plus pounds and he was black as coal. "Well if there anything you need, you just let Leroy here know." Just as he said that, he gave me a wink and released my hand. That was definitely awkward I thought to myself as I walked on down the hall. When I got back home from the store I unpacked the groceries and got dressed in my gym outfit to go down to test out the fitness room that was in the building. After my workout I passed by Leroy again. This time he gave me a quick smile as he passed by. When I got back up to my apartment, I was about to hop in the shower, when I heard someone knocking at my door. I quickly threw on a t-shirt and sweat short shorts on, and answered the door. It was Leroy standing there. "Sorry to bother you ma'am, I just need to change out the air filter in your furnace." "Sure come on in." I could feel him staring at me in my loose fitting t-shirt. He followed me in and I knew he was checking my ass out in my short sweat shorts. He opened up the utility closet and had to lay down on the floor to change out the filter. I was about to walk away when he called me back over to him. "Let me show you how to open this thing up to change out the filter," He said. I walked back over to him were he was lying on the floor. He turned to look up at me and had a perfect view of my crotch. I tried to stand away from him as much as I could but the closet was small. He was showing me how to change out the air filter. The whole time he was staring up my ass standing over top him. I started to feel very awkward and tried to rush him to finish up and get out. But he was taking his sweet time. How long does this take, to change out a damn filter, I thought. That's when I noticed a huge bulge in his pants. That couldn't be what I think it is. It looked like it went down to his knee. "You like what you see," He said. I was so embarrassed he caught me looking. "What are you talking about," I said. Pretending like I didn't know. "You ever seen a big black dick before?" "What," I was so shocked he said that to me. Maybe I misheard him. "What did you just say to me?" "I said, You ever seen a big black dick." He stood up and started to unzip his pants. "Get out now," I screamed at him. "I'm a happily married woman and would never cheat on my husband." I backed my way out of the closet before he could stand up. He walked around the corner and into the room where I was standing. I was starting to get scared. I didn't know what he was going to do to me. He then proceeded to slowly pull his cock out his pants. Holy shit, there is no way that thing could be real. That was the first cock other than my husbands that I've ever seen before. I couldn't believe my eyes. It had to be at least ten inches long and as thick around as a can of soda at the base. I tried to hold back any expression of shock on my face. But my eyes were wide open and locked onto his dick. I tried my hardest to look away. "You need to leave now," I said. He slowly walked towards me. My knees were shaking, I was so scared. "Please leave now, my husband will be home any minute." "You gotta touch my cock before I leave," He said. "WHAT", I said to him. I didn't know what to do, I just wanted this all to end. "If I touch it, will you promise to leave." "Yes," he said with an evil grin. So my hand slowly reached out and grabbed the head of his cock. My hand was shaking, I was so nervous. "That's it girl, pull on it a little bit." I did what he said. I could feel it getting larger in my hand. My body was getting so hot, I couldn't believe what I was doing. I've never felt another mans cock before. It had to be at least four times bigger than my husbands. He looked down at me as I was stroking on his massive manhood. "You know you want it, girl. That's a real mans dick there. I'll tear your hot little pussy up with this dick." The more he talked dirty the hotter my body was getting. He had my blood boiling and my heart was racing. "Alright, I've touched your dick long enough, you gotta leave now." Surprisingly, he stuffed his dick back in his pants and started heading for the door. Before he left, he turned to me and said, "You know were to find me. You can't say no this." He left me his phone number and walked out. I locked the door behind him and went and sat on the couch before I passed out. What did I just do? I've only been married for two months and here I was stroking another mans dick. That's when I realized my pussy was so wet. Why was I acting like such a slut to him? Why did I get so fucking horny? I headed straight for the shower to clean up. I just couldn't get the image of his cock out of my head. It was just so big and hot with big veins running down it. I started to get really wet again thinking about Leroy's cock. I couldn't control myself. After I got out of the shower, I lay in bed and tried to think of my loving husband. But my mind kept picturing stroking on Leroy's massive dick. I started rubbing my wet pussy. For some reason I wanted to taste his cock so bad. I felt so naughty thinking of another man. But it made my pussy feel so good. I fingered my self to an amazing orgasm while thinking about sucking on his dick. The next morning, I discovered the air conditioning in my apartment wasn't working. The first thing I thought was that somehow Leroy had something to do with this, so he would have a reason to come back. I didn't know what to do. I called my husband and he told me to let the building manager know and they would send someone out to fix it. But I knew who that would be. I had no choice, so I called the building manager and he told me he would send someone up to take a look at it. He also told me that it might be a while, because he was busy right now, and told me it would be later on in the day. So there I was in the middle of summer without any air conditioning, bored in my apartment. I told myself that I would not let anything get out of control, and I would not repeat what happened yesterday. A few hours later there was a knock on my door. Sure enough there was Leroy standing there with his tools in hand. "Listen to me, I called you out here to get my air conditioning. working only, don't you think for one second I called you out here for anything else, you understand me," I said to him. He just smiled back and said, "I don't know what you're talking about." He could tell I was nervous as I let him in. He went back over to the utility closet to do his job. A few minutes later he had my a.c. up and running again. I was sitting on the couch waiting for him to finish up. He then walks in to room and sits down next to me on the couch. "What do you think your doing," I said in a very nervous tone. "I gotta make sure the a.c. doesn't cut off again." "Do you have to sit right next to me," I said to him. "What, you do feel comfortable sitting next to big Leroy," He said as looked down to his crotch. I couldn't help but notice the huge bulge in his pants. Once again I started to get very hot and heart was beating harder. I knew he could tell the affect he was having over me. "You should probably go now," I said. He then stood up, I was now eye level with his cock that looked like it was go to bust through the zipper of his pants. I was trying my hardest not look at it. He just stood there and started rubbing the length of cock. My mouth started to watering as I remembered the amazing orgasm I had dreaming about sucking on his dick. Leroy knew he was getting to me. Then he slowly started to unzip his pants. My whole body was shaking badly. "Please don't do this," I pleaded with him. But my body was betraying me. I could feel my pussy getting wet. He slowly pulled his pants down until his dick sprang free in front of my face. It looked like a one eyed monster staring right back at me. "Suck my fucking dick bitch." "I won't do that, I'm a married woman," His dick was inching closer and closer to my mouth. My body didn't move as his dick slowly found its way to my lips. I could feel my pussy burning as I shut my eyes and kissed the head of his penis. I knew what I was doing was so wrong, but I just couldn't control my lust anymore. I slowly licked the head of his cock. I then opened up my mouth and let the head enter. I could hear him moan with pleasure as I sucked on his massive cock. I sucked harder and harder, my tongue was licking on his dickhole. I could taste the sweet precum . I looked up at him with my big brown eyes as I sucking him off. "I knew you were just a fucking little slut, keep sucking my dick bitch," He said. His degrading words were just making me hotter. I was a fucking slut. I slipped my hand down my shorts and started rubbing my soaking wet pussy. I was sucking on his dick like a fucking cheap whore. I was fingering myself to an orgasm. "Mmmmm, Your fucking dick is so big, I said to him." He then stood me up off the couch. His hands went under my t-shirt and was touching my bare belly. He started rubbing my titties under my shirt. My nipples were fully erect. He then pulled my t-shirt over my head. He quickly unhooked my bra. I tried to cover my breast with my arms. "Please stop, I don't want to cheat on my husband," I said to him. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him. I felt his hard rod up against my hot pussy. My thin sweat shorts and panties were the only thing I had on. His hard dick grinding on my pussy felt so good. His hands were mauling at my exposed breast. I tried pleading for him to let me go, but my resistance was fading. He bent his head down and started kissing on my neck. Then he looked me in the eyes and ours lips met. I opened my mouth and our tongues collided. I could feel my pussy pulsating against rock solid dick. Then he lifted up off the ground and carried me to my bed. The same bed I made love to my husband two nights ago. He pulled off his shirt and was standing there completely naked at the end of the bed. I slowly pulled off my shorts and panties, fully exposing my nakedness to this strange man I had just met. I spread my legs wide inviting him in to my body. He started licking the inside of my leg, slowly making his way to my wet pussy. I was moaning loudly as his tongue found my wet slit. "You feel so good, lick my fucking pussy", I said to him. He then inserted his big fingers up my cunt. I was bucking back at him as he fingered me to an incredible orgasm. His tongue slowly licked his way up my body. He sucked my nipples hard. I could feel his massive dick at the entrance of dripping pussy. He looked me in the eye and said, "I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll never want your husband tiny little dick again". I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth to mine. I could feel the head of his cock inch his way in my pussy. The feeling was incredible. He slowly pushed more of his dick inside of me. I didn't think I would be able to take it all in my tiny little cunt. "It soooo big, I cant fit it all in," I said to him. But he kept pushing more and more in me. My pussy was getting so stretched out. He fucked me slowly at first, then he started rocking faster and harder. The pain quickly subsided and I was feeling the biggest orgasm of my life coming on. "OOOOHHHH YESSSS.....FUCK MEEEEE, I screamed. I came so hard on his dick. He was now fucking me so hard and fast. His dick was so deep in inside me, It felt like it was touching my womb. My body was bucking underneath him. I was screaming so loud with pleasure. I never knew anything could ever feel so good. "Maybe you should put a condom on, I don't have any protection and I'm so fertile right now," I said to him as I was losing all control of my mind and body. "I don't have one, I'll pull out in time," he said to me. He then told to flip over so he could fuck me doggy style. I listened to his command and put my nice round ass high up in the air. He licked my pussy from behind. Then I felt his tongue licking my asshole. He was fucking my asshole with his tongue. My husband never even touched that part of my body before. "Your just a dirty white fucking whore. Tell me how bad you want my dick up inside you." "Please fuck me, Fuck me hard." He pushed his dick in so far up my pussy. He started to really pound it to me. I could feel another big orgasm ever coming on. "Please don't stop.... I LOVE YOUR BIG BLACK DICK.....You feel so incredible." I came so hard all over his dick. Tears were running down my face. I felt like I was going to pass out. After about ten minutes of straight pounding from behind, he flipped me back over. I wrapped my legs around his back. He sucked on my nipples. He was pushing his dick inside me extra deep, all the way in my womb. I knew he wanted to cum. We then started kissing each other frantically. "You belong to me now, you're my bitch, I'm going to fuck you whenever I want," He said." "OH YES BABY, CLAIM YOUR PUSSY, GIVE ME YOUR SEED!!!" "KNOCK ME UP WITH YOUR BLACK BABY!!!" "I BELONG TO YOU NOW!!!" I locked him in with my legs as he thrusted as deep as he could. I could feel his dick swelling up. I was having the most incredible mind blowing orgasm of my life. Then I felt him explode inside my pussy. He blew his load deep in my unprotected pussy. My orgasm was so incredible that I passed out. I awoke to find Leroy gone. My pussy was raw and dripping his cum down my ass crack. I ended up fucking Leroy every night until my husband came home. Leroy stops in every now and then for a quickie when my husbands at work. I just found out that I am pregnant. I guess my husband will be in for a big surprise. Maintenance Manual for Male Private Parts Maintenance Men How does anything begin really? If anyone had told me when I cracked the window in our spare bedroom that it would lead and my wife Jane down the path of sexual depravity I would have not believed them. But it did. I was moving a dresser when it tipped and a paperweight slid off and crashed into the window. The window only cracked a little. Jane and I argued over whose fault it was. She was adamant that I call apartment maintenance so they could fix the window as soon as possible. I love my wife but sometimes she can be so bossy and I always give into her. I was informed that it would be at least a week before a new window could be installed. Shortly after making the maintenance call I forgot about the accident as often happens when the blur of daily life intercedes. The following Saturday Jane had to work, something she often does as a nurse. My wife Jane is very attractive. She is 5'6", with long brown hair and deep brown eyes. Jane has nice firm grapefruit sized tits. I have always felt she is way too beautiful for an average guy like me. I stand about 5'11" with sandy blond hair and blue eyes. I am not much to look at. I guess that is why I put up with Jane's sometimes-bitchy attitude and yet love her all the more for it. Publicly, I am straight arrow homophobic white guy. Privately, I have always been fascinated with cocks larger than my 6" inches. Before now I never questioned my sexuality. I always assumed my interest in large cocks was standard penis envy. That Saturday, I was feeling horny so I broke out the newest addition to my collection of XXX DVDs. I watch them on my computer. I can't play the movies too loud since we live in an apartment so I bought a set of headphones that I like to use just for those private viewing times. I thought my newest movie featured blonde white girls being fucked by black and Hispanic guys. My wife and I are both as white as they come. Interracial sex scenes have always turned me on. When I opened the jewel case I found out that the clerk had given me the wrong movie. I was pissed off but I decided to watch the movie anyway. The first scene started with a cute little blonde girl with big tits introducing her husband to a Hispanic guy she said was her lover. Not much of a plot but who cares. The blonde goes to her knees in front of the Latin guy and hauls out a huge brown cock. The whole time she is telling her husband how much she loves Hector's cock. I stroked my growing cock. It was setting up to be a real hot scene when the husband reached for the other guys cock. Shit this was a bi movie. I remembered the clerk smiling almost flirting with me at the video store. I had ignored him but I bet he swapped the movies on purpose. I turned the movie off. I switched to an older DVD but it I found myself thinking about the new movie. I switched back to the bi movie. I was disgusted yet attracted as the couple sucked that Hispanic cock. My hand unconsciously jacked my painfully hard cock. The husband took over sucking the lover's cock as the wife went for her strapon. A few minutes into the scene the poor husband was getting his ass fuck by his wife, while he sucked her Latin lover's large cock. By that time I was stroking my dripping hard cock furiously. I didn't hear the knock on the door. I didn't hear the two maintenance guys open the door. Since I was in the back bedroom with my back to the door, I didn't know they were there watching me sitting naked at the computer jacking off as this guy was taking it from both ends. I jumped when Enrique and Juan stood next to me. I screamed, "What the hell are you two doing here." Enrique replied, "We knocked and called out. No one answered." Juan said, "We are here to fix the window." They were watching the monitor screen. I was utterly embarrassed as I sat there naked. Enrique said something to Juan in Spanish and they smirked. Juan said, "Does Miss Jane know you like looking gay movies?" "Get out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now. I will have you two fired." After they left, I was really upset. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want the two maintenance men telling anyone about what they had seen. After about an hour going over the different possibilities none of which sounded acceptable, I decided to go talk to Juan and Enrique. I found out from one the girls in the office that they were working in a vacant apartment at the back of the complex. I knocked on the door. Enrique answered. "Hola, Mr. Smith." I said, "Call me Mark." I apologized to them for yelling. I begged them not mention anything to anyone. That's when things went wrong and my life took a real turn. Juan said, "Mark, What do we get if keep your little secret." Not sure of what he was asking, I offered them money. Enrique said, "We will take the money, but we want something else." "Here's the money. That's all I have. What else do you want?" Juan unzipped his work pants and hauled out a fat 8" uncut Mexican cock. He smiled. Scared I said, "Wait just one dammn minute guys. I am not gay. I don't do that sort of thing." Enrique exposed his large brown Latin cock as well. He said, "Mark, You were jacking off watching a white guy suck some Latin manmeat. We are just offering you the chance to try the real thing." Juan added, "You want it. No one will know. We will keep quiet about the other thing too." They both stood there with cocks in hand. Pissed, I stormed out of the vacant apartment. The whole way back to my apartment kept reliving the encounter in the empty apartment when those two big brown cocks came into view. I was so damn mad I was shaking. Those fucking guys had some fucking nerve. Why was my cock was so hard? How could I let myself be so affected by Juan and Enrique? What was I going to do? I couldn't have them telling anyone. The more I thought about it the harder my cock became. I couldn't believe I was contemplating sucking cock to keep my secret. I turned around just as I reached my front door. Slowly I returned to the vacant apartment where Juan and Enrique were working. Juan answered the door with a huge grin and I entered the room. Enrique said, "I see Mark decided to come back for a taste of cock. Are you going to play nice this time Mark? I want you to suck my big brown Mexican dick." He dropped his pants and stroked his growing cock. "Here Mark, stroke my cock. Make it hard for me." I placed my hand on his brown dick. It was hot and it seemed so large. I stroked it slowly like I like mine jacked. Juan placed my hand on his big uncut Mexican cock. I pleaded, "Please don't tell anyone." Juan said, "That depends on how cooperative you are." He placed a hand on my head and gently pushed me to my knees. I didn't resist. Once on my knees in front of them, their big cocks hanging only inches from my face appeared even larger. Deep down I had fantasized about this. I never admitted it to myself but I had imagined what it would be like to see a big ethnic cock up close. Now I wanted to worship those two big cocks with my mouth and tongue. I couldn't decide which cock to suck first. Tentatively I opened my mouth and licked Juan's fat hard cock. His foreskin fascinated me. I had never seen an uncut cock up close. Hell, the only cock I had ever seen up close was my own dick. I sucked Juan's thick hooded cock head. Then I licked the shaft. Enrique lightly tapped his cock on my check as I sucked his friend. I smelled a funky sex aroma that made me light headed. My cock was rock hard and leaking juice into my underwear. Not wanting to ignore Enrique, I released Juan's tasty meatcicle and gave Enrique's brown shaft a good licking. Enrique said, "Lick my balls man." He lifted his cock offering me better access to his large brown eggs. I sucked on his balls, one at a time and lick my way up his cock following a big vein until I reached the oversized mushroom head at the end. I sucked Enrique. He encouraged me to take more and more of his cock into my mouth. It was too big I could only take a little over half of his cock down my throat before I gagged. They laughed at me as I coughed. Once I had caught my breath Juan offered me his cock again. I sucked it like I had tried to suck Enrique's. I jacked Enrique while I sucked Juan. Then I sucked Enrique and jacked Juan. In a sexual frenzy I sucked one cock then switched to the other dick over and over again. I was sucking on Enrique's cock when Juan said, "Shit Mark, I am going to cum." His first shot hit me in the eye before I could switch cocks. The next few ejaculations filled my mouth. His cock twitched and jerked as I milk the last drops of cum from it. Enrique said, "Mark are you ready for load number two?" I let Juan's spent cock fall from my lips and opened wide for Enrique. His cum blast was hot and hard. It hit the back of my throat. Enrique kept cumming. Finally when he was through I had cum dripping from my chin and nose. I sucked Enrique's softening cock until he pushed me away. Juan said, "Thanks Mark. That is just what we needed. I love gringo cocksuckers." They put their spent cocks away. Enrique said, "Mark you will have to leave now." I said, "Look I did what you asked, now please keep this quiet." Again they laughed as Juan closed the door in my face. I was deflated. It had been humiliating and yet thrilling being forced to suck them off. I went back to my apartment. I watch the bi video again and jacked off imagining that I was the hubby and either Juan or Enrique was the Latin stud. I came a huge load when the stud came on the white guys face. I kept the video instead of returning it. Jane was pissed that the maintenance crew hadn't fixed the window when she got home. She threatened to call the office. Jane said, "You are such a fucking wimp. I can't get you to do anything around here. I should find a real man to take care of me. Is that what you want?" I couldn't let her talk to Juan or Enrique so I promised to take care of it. Sometimes Jane was so mean to me, but I didn't say anything. I never do. The next Tuesday I came home from work and the maintenance cart was parked outside our place. When I entered the apartment, I heard Jane yelling in passion. As I approached the master bedroom I could make out what she was saying. Jane said, "Fuck me you stud. Fuck me like a white whore with your big fucking Mexican cock." I knew that humiliation was waiting for me behind that door but my cock was hard and I couldn't stop myself. I entered the room. Enrique was on his back while my beautiful wife was bouncing on his large Mexican cock. Juan was standing next to the bed pinching her hard red nipples while he stroked his cock. Jane saw me standing in the doorway. She said sarcastically, "Hi hon. I am glad you are home. How was your day?" The whole time she bounced on Enrique's fat Mexican cock. Jane said, "I hear you like sucking Latin cock. Now I know why you're such a wimp. But, I can't blame you these guys are real men. Get undressed while you watch Juan and Enrique fuck me." I hung my head in shame as they all laughed. I stripped down to my briefs. My hard cock betrayed me. I couldn't deny my arousal. My wife made me remove my underwear too. Juan said, "Mark go get us a couple beers while your slut wife fucks my friend." Jane commanded, "You heard him. You will do as they say or I will leave you, my little bitch." When they found out we didn't have any beer, they made me go to the store wearing Jane's thong underwear under my clothes. My cock stayed hard the whole time I was at the store. When I returned, Juan was fucking Jane doggie style. She was sucking on Enrique's big cock at the same time. Juan made me undress except for the panties before I served them beer. As Juan drank his beer his cock slipped out of Jane's pussy. Jane made me put Juan's slick fat brown cock back in her gaping cunt. He slapped my ass and said, "Thanks Mark." Jane moaned with a mouth full of cock, "Mmm, fuck me. I love your big brown cock." Those two Mexican maintenance men fucked my bitchy wife silly. They took turns fucking her while she would suck the other. Juan fucked her ass while Enrique fucked her pussy. The whole time they all laughed at me. Juan pulled out and came on her back. Enrique came deep in her pussy. The excitement was too much for me. My cock shot a large load soaking the front of the panties I was wearing. Jane made me suck his load from her dripping used cunt. I savored the mixed of their juices. Jane came while I ate her. Then they made me suck the cum from the used panties. My wife was exhausted when they finally left. They thanked her for the pussy and ass. She thanked them for the big hard Mexican cock. Juan thanked me for the cunt and beer. Since that day, they to come by at least once a week to fuck my wife. I don't like it. But Jane loves it. Occasionally she will let me fuck her. Usually my role is to clean her pussy but lately Jane has made me lick Juan and Enrique's slick cocks after they cum deep in her. Yesterday, Jane was at work when the doorbell rang. It was Juan and Enrique. They were unhappy when I told them that Jane was at work. I offered them a beer. After they drank the first, Enrique asked if I had anymore. When I returned they had both dropped their pants and were stroking their hard Latin cocks. I knew what they wanted. I wanted it too. They made me undress. I handed the guys their beers and went to my knees in front of Juan. He said, "Lets see if you can please us as good as your slut wife." Maintenance Night Why does a maintenance night thrill me so much? I know that by the time I go to sleep I will be sore in every place imaginable. You see, my HoH does not just maintain my bottom, he maintains my bottom, my nipples, by mouth, my anus, my pussy. I don't work on Wednesdays, so every Tuesday night is Maintenance Night, whether I want it or not. Actually, my wants have nothing to do with this night, and for that I am also thrilled. Don't get me wrong, I'm a strong minded, independent woman. I work around 50 hours a week and manage a busy household. I don't take shit from anyone. Maybe that's why I love Tuesday nights so much. It's all about him and I can simply be his woman. He likes routine, so this is what we do. I always wear a dress or skirt and heels on Tuesday nights but never underclothing. Once I forgot and kept on my work clothes. He cut them off me and used a wooden spoon on my bottom right here in the kitchen! Then I had a full maintenance. I will never make that mistake again. 1. I prepare a lovely dinner. Tonight - steak with baked potato, salad, candied carrots and a chocolate pie for dessert. 2. While I set the table and plate the dinners, he arranges his "tools" in the "guest" room. Now, we have never allowed guests to stay in this room - except for those who share our lifestyle. We just call it that for all our vanilla friends. In actuality, it is my discipline room. 3. We enjoy dinner then I clear off the table. Then, he warms my bottom by having me bend over the table and spanking me with his hand. 4. We proceed to the "guest" room and he proceeds with the maintenance. 5. He carries me to bed, makes love to me, and I sleep in his arms. 6. Wednesday morning he again makes love to me, this time with a bit more force and dominance, usually both my pussy and my anus, then leaves for work while I recover. So, tonight when he followed me into the kitchen while I was plating the steaks, I was confused. I know better than to questions him. He kissed me and hummed. Then he opened the refrigerator and took out a large finger of ginger and began to peel it. My eyes widened and I looked at him, shaking a bit. I was frozen in place. "Bend over," he ordered. I did so and he inserted the ginger. The burn didn't start right away, but I knew it was coming. "There," he said. "Now let's eat dinner. You'll keep that in until we reach the guest room, won't you." "Yes, sir," I answered, squirming now that the oils were beginning to burn. By the time dinner was over and I had cleared off the table, I was almost crying. He, naturally, was in no hurry. As usually, he had me bend over the table and began my warm up spankings. Finally, he told me to go to the room. Wiping a few stray tears away, I did so. Once in the room, he sat on the bed and pulled me over his lap. He removed the ginger, but the burn continued, as I knew it would. Then the real spanking began. Within minutes I was kicking and crying. He said nothing, simply continued his rhythm. From my position, I could see the clock. He made sure I could always see the clock so I knew how long he administered to me. Five minutes passed. Then ten. I was beyond tears now. The longest he'd ever spanked me was 8 minutes. Finally, he stopped. My ass was on fire and I knew I'd have trouble sitting for days. He flipped me over and held me while I sobbed into his chest. I need these tears to release all of my built up stress and fears. I need him to hold me to reassure me of his love and care. He kissed me then had me sit on the edge of the bed with my hands behind my back. He tied them there. My bottom burned from his hand but I could feel myself becoming calmer, softer, more feminine. He blindfolded me so I could focus more fully on his touch alone. He flicked my nipples, indicating his intention to "maintain" them as well. He tugged, pulled them until I cried out. Then, he clamped his teeth on first one then the other, biting hard, chewing my tender buds. Again, I cried out and tried to move away, which earned me a harder bite.I felt a coldness clamp on my nipples and a very cold chain dangle against my belly. The tweezer clips. He could make these as tight or as loose as he chose. I was begging him at this point, but for what I wasn't sure. "Kneel," he ordered. Now I knew for what I was begging. I heard him unzip his trousers. He guided himself into my open mouth. I sucked on, kissed him, licked him, worshiped him. His cock, his body, his voice, were the center of my world and all that mattered was pleasing him. He guided me, grasping my hair. I wanted to cradle his balls, but with my hands tied I couldn't. He tugged on the chain connecting my nipples and I squealed, but did not stop sucking him. I needed him to be pleased. I needed his taste. He tugged harder and tears ran down my face, beneath the blindfold. He knows my needs. I felt him grow even bigger and heard his ragged breathing as he gave me the communion I desired. I lapped up every drop I could, crying now, not from the pain but from the pleasure. He release my nipples and the blood rushing back into them shot a flower of pain through my body. He helped me to stand. "Find your way to the bedroom. I'm leaving the blindfold on," he explained. "Lie on your stomach on the bed. Because tonight, I'm going to fuck your ass. I'm going to cum in it and then plug it. Then, you will sleep. In the morning, I'll make love to you,sweetly, softly. Only after I've cum in your lovely, wet pussy will I release the plug." I gasped. I had never been plugged for more than an hour or so. "You do this without complaint, and it will please me greatly, but if you need me to stop, just say so," he told me softly. I leaned forward to kiss him and walked without complaint to the bedroom.