Dry Spell Pt. 02: The Handyman

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"- hold on. I have to call you back in a minute."

He ends to call and stares at us. Then he takes a tentative step towards us. And another, until he stands quite close. Simon has fucked me all this time.

"Is.. is everything alright?"

The stranger ask, his voice more hoarse than before.

"Superb, thanks mate"

Answers Simon between thrusts. The whole situation is completely absurd.

"Miss?"

"Mm-hm" is the only thing I can muster.

The stranger adjusts his dick that just went full boner. Simon notices and asks him

"She's wonderful isn't she?"

"Mm-hm" says the stranger, unable to remove his eyes from me.

"Would you like to sample those breasts while you're at it?"

"Could I? Miss?"

"Oh she's ok with it aren't you love."

"Mm-hm" I answer, which is apparently the only sound I know.

The stranger sit awkwardly on the ground and touches my boob shyly. Simon slows his pace a bit to give the newcomer some workspace. The man in question grows bolder and starts groping. He lays on the ground so he's right underneath my tits and I see him open his zipper and pulling his cock out. He starts stroking his cock and pinching my nipples. The sense of humiliation overwhelms me- how could a promising date turn into this? And more over- why am I enjoying this so immensely?

Simon leans over and whispers in my ear;

"Because you're such a good and obedient girl."

And yet again I melt into a puddle of lust freely at his use.

"Good work mate. How did you like them?"

"Perfect. Just perfect" the stranger answers with breathy voice. "Could I, you know, could she-" he tries to ask, pointing at his erection and my mouth.

"Sorry mate, not this time. Go and make that phone call and save your hard-on to that lucky lady" Simon says to my surprise. I was certain he'd allow full use of my body but instead he chose otherwise.

"Oh man, not even a tip?"

The thought of a guy masturbating into my mouth while another fucks me from behind is unbearably hot. I open my mouth instantaneously.

"No can do. Maybe some other time."

The stranger groans and gropes my boobs for the last time before getting up. He looks longingly at me when he struggles his dick back into his pants, zips up and walks away. I hear as he repeats his booty call, now with a more commanding and rough manner:

"I want you and I want you now. I'm going over, get undressed."

Simon laughs, reaches down to my clitoris, starts toying with it and picks up the pace. His breath quickens and soon I feel him unloading his cum inside me for the second time. He pants and holds me close, all sweaty and hot. Slowly he pulls his dick out of my pussy, a bit of his cum leaking out to my inner thighs.

"Now is your turn. Lay on the bench and use your fingers. You can clean me up at the same time."

I obey his instructions. Soon I'm in the position, my mouth eagerly open and my fingers ready. Simon leans over me, pushes his softening dick in my mouth and says

"You have my permission to cum."

His cock tastes like cum and my pussy and I lick it like my life depends on it. My fingers start rubbing my clitoris and all the bottled up lust turns into a mind-melting orgasm. I let out an animalistic yawl which is luckily muffled by Simon's dick. He laughs and says

"Such a good little slut."

Later on we cuddle on the bench, his fingers idly playing with my nipples and sinking into my pussy now and then. A thought arises in my mind and I ask

"Did the stranger see your hands?"

"Only two of them. I can hide them from sight quite easily."

He inserts three fingers in my pussy and pulls them away. I continue

"Why didn't you let him fuck my mouth? I'm just confused- you had just told me how it's a shame that I don't give blow jobs to some randos and then you deny it."

"I told you before- you're mine tonight to do as I please. You can go around and suck cocks any other night if you wish but tonight you're all mine."

Simon says an inserts four fingers. I gasp and mutter

"What are you Simon"

"I'm someone with a wonderful plaything" he says and gently leads my head towards his dick.

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