Sex stories

This week, my boyfriend and I started renovating the house. Painting, decorating, changing furniture and so on. I can tell you that I've been going back and forth to the waste disposal center. The employee at the waste disposal center is a very nice Arab man in his fifties. Anyway, Saturday we're working double-time to finish everything. I get up early and put on a pair of sports leggings and a tank top to feel more comfortable. We're busy all morning, but by mid-afternoon, my boyfriend, watching me wiggle my ass in these leggings that mold my ball, gets a hard-on and lets me know. I end up on my knees pumping him, then on all fours getting my ass dismantled. After 45 minutes of fucking, I look at the clock. I say to myself, "I'm going to the dump," and I want to make one last trip to the dump. I put my clothes back on, hurriedly attached the trailer to my car and headed for the waste disposal site. I get there and see the employee in his overalls closing the entrance gate. I roll down the window and go to address the employee, but I'm speechless. It's not the usual employee, but a young guy in his twenties with a charming smile. I come to my senses. Him: sorry, we're closing Me: please, this is my last trip, we're finishing some work here and next week I won't be able to come. Please, it won't take long. Him: ok Me: thanks, that's really nice of you. I give him 20 euros to thank him. I enter the car. He comes to help me sort out the trailer. He passes behind me several times, brushing past me. Damn, he smells good, but I try to stay focused. With the trailer almost empty, I go down to the last skips while he returns to the office. Only one more dishwasher to unload and I'm done, but I'm struggling on my own. I go up to the room to ask him for help. Me: please, I've got a... I'm speechless. He's taken off his jacket and is wearing a tight white tank top that shows off his pecs and flat stomach. Him: yes? Me: I can't unhook the dishwasher. Could you help me? He agrees, we get to the trailer and take the dishwasher down. As we set it down, I'm splashed with water from the drain. It's all over our hands and our tank tops. It smells horrible. Him: what a fucking idiot, I forgot to change the oil before unplugging it. He bursts out laughing and so do I in the end. Him: Come on! Let's rinse off inside. We enter the room. There's a desk, 3 chairs, lockers and a sink. Anyway, he washes his hands and leaves the place to me. Through the mirror I see him take off his tank top. He reoise his buttocks on the desk. He strokes his pecs, then his abs. God, he's gorgeous. His hand moves down to his cock, which seems to be hardening. I see him checking out my ass. He seems to like my firm, well-shaped ass, which makes me smile. He catches my gaze in the mirror. I take off my tank top to rinse my shoulders. I turn around and dry off. Me: I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, I also thank for.... He pulls his dick out of his work pants, about 20 cm of thick, hard flesh dangles in front of me. Him: Come on! Come and thank me. I approach him, kneel down. I look him straight in the eye and pump him. Him: You had me going from the moment I saw your little ass in your sweatpants. Fucking go! Pump me hard. He fucks my mouth good and hard, moans. He makes me stand up. I take the opportunity to get naked. I lie on my back on the desk, my head in the air. He files my throat. He holds my throat to fuck it. His cock slams into me, nearly choking me. Him: what a sucker! I want to fuck your ass. Turn over! I do. I hand him my ass, still lubricated by my man's juices. He spits on his dick already well lubricated by my drool. He puts his glans on my round and pushes a little. Despite the size of his cock, he enters me easily. Him: You're so fucking dilated, you little bitch! He: what a lopsa! You came with your ass full of cum! Me: yes, go ahead and fuck the shit out of me! He slams me hard, makes me moan and his moans prove that he's getting off too. He pulls out and makes me get back on my back. He takes possession of my ass again. He stuffs me, slaps my face a few times. He approaches my face. Him: "You're about to make me come. Where do you want me to come? Me: Please yourself! ! He speeds up, calling me a fat lopsa, a dirty bitch. Without touching me, I ejaculate on my pecs and abfos. My puck tightens on his dick. Him: I'm going to fucking knock you up my lopsa aaaaaahhh. Flooded with juice, I kiss him and thank him. I get dressed and go home. My man: you were so long! Me: Yes, I couldn't get the dishwasher down. What's more, we forgot to empty it and I ended up covered in drain water. It's disgusting. I'm off to the shower. In the bathroom, I get naked. My boyfriend comes and stands behind me. He says, "You've got my juice dripping out of your ass. He caresses my torso and runs his hand over my undried juices. Him: Fucking bitch! You've been fucked! Me: I had to thank the employee who helped me! Him: you're going to tell me everything. We fucked in the shower. While filing my ass I told him everything in great detail. He got really excited and took me apart like a madman. What a great day!