I called a handyman and got his big cock in my mouth
When I called a handyman to help me deal with my flooded kitchen, I never thought that I would end up on my knees gagging on a big cock. I came home from a night out with friends to a flooded apartment. Something in the apartment upstairs had sprung a leak, and now my bathroom and kitchen are a flooded mess. Since I didn’t want to spend the night sleeping in a puddle, I called an emergency handyman to take care of the mess for me.
About an hour later a handyman named Max showed up. Max didn’t look anything like what you envision when a plumber comes calling. Instead of a short, stout man with a belly for days, Matt was a silver fox! He had a thick head of white hair, broad shoulders and gray-blue eyes that looked like the sky just before a storm. I was so struck by how good-looking he was I almost to invite him into the apartment. After a few seconds, I came to my senses, invited him inside and asked him to follow me to my waterlogged kitchen and bathroom. After a few minutes of poking around, Max confirmed that the leak was coming from an upstairs pipe. Max went upstairs to talk to my neighbor, while he was gone, I took the opportunity to get out of my wet jeans. When Max came back to my place I was heartbroken, Max had managed to stop the leak, but it was too late at night for him to use the noisy equipment needed to dry out my floors and assess the water damage.
The next morning, Max was back at my door. I let him in and watched him set up the blowers and check my kitchen and bathroom for any water damage. As he worked, I couldn’t help staring at his body. I imagined that there were some incredible abs underneath his tight t-shirt and a massive cock somewhere in those jeans. “Well,” Max said breaking out of my daydream, “There isn’t too much water damage, but I’ll have to come back in a few days to repaint.” I thanked Max for his time and got up to walk him out; my pussy throbbing from spending the last few minutes wondering what Max’s big cock looked like. Max stopped in the middle of the living room and asked: “Is there anything else you need today?” Blushing, and trying to hide how turned on I was, I managed to stammer out a weak “no.” Max laughed at the color rising in my cheeks and said: “I think there is one more thing I need to take care of before I leave.” Before I could ask what he meant, Max had pulled his big cock out of his jeans. At 8.5 -inches and almost as thick as a water bottle, it was a perfect piece of man meat.
Without thinking, I dropped to my knees in front of Max, my mouth watering to taste his cock. Max pulled my head back by my ponytail and slow slid his hard cock down my throat. I could taste pre-cum hitting the back of my throat as Max pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. His cock felt wonderful in between my lips, even better than I imagined. My wet pussy was throbbing as my hands made their way into my shorts. Grabbing me by my ponytail, Max slowly pulled my hungry mouth away from his hard cock. Max stood me up and bent me over the arm of my sofa. He moaned as he pulled my shorts down and got his first look at my dripping wet pussy. I gripped the couch as his fat, mushroom head pushed inside of me. Max Put one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip as he began to plow deep into my hungry snatch. Moaning, I pushed my hips back into Max trying to take as much of his cock into me as I could. My knee buckled as I lurched forward squirting my cum down Max’s cock down his balls. Max’s cock was throbbing inside of me as Max shot his load deep inside of me. I slumped over the side of the sofa panting as Max’s cum dripped out of my open pussy. Max put his cock back into his jeans and smiled as I lay on the couch with my legs shaking. “I’ll be back tomorrow to get rid of the dryers and paint,” Max said closing the door behind him. Laying there with cum dripping out of my pussy, I wondered when my life had become the plot of a 70s porno. The last thing I ever expected from my day was to be seduced by a handyman, but I’m looking forward to what happens when Max comes back to paint tomorrow.
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