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By *rad670 OP Man
over a year ago
South Lakes |
You anxiously wait for the handyman to come,
it's been a long wait for the jobs to get done,
The dripping tap and the bedroom light,
the loose stair carpet is such a sight,
Lucky enough your nephew is home,
from college he attends far away in Rome,
he's always been handy at fixing things,
So he's helping you out, just then your phone rings,
It's him just to tell you he's on his way round,
Just for a second you felt your heart pound,
is it the fact that he's coming to mend,
or the fact you desire him driving you round the bend,
He left for college just 3 years ago,
Now he's 19 and you adore him so,
He's turned out to be a strapping you man,
can you resist? You're not sure you can,
he knocks on your door, your heart rate rises,
You answer the door and you song his praises,
I'm so glad you're here you say with a smile,
you see he's so handsome it's been quite a while,
He follows you in and sits himself down,
opposite you in your dressing gown,
you're waiting to shower and dress for the day,
He asks “what's the problem?” you show him the way,
Through to the bedroom with the broken light,
are you able to fix it, he thinks that he might,
You need to excuse me I need to get ready,
you can stand on the bed it's really quite steady,
You go to the shower but don't quite close the door,
you want him to see you and open it more,
You drop off your gown and he glances your way,
through the gap in the door, you planned it that way,
He smiles to himself and continues to work,
you climb in the shower on your face is a smirk.
You soap yourself up and caress your own skin.
You work yourself up, your mind's in a spin,
As you find yourself dreaming of thoughts of taboo,
and things that excite you and things that you'd do,
You hear a shout from the bedroom next door,
you throw on your gown and see him on the floor,
he's had a slight shock from the faulty light,
Both he and you have had had a bit of a fright,
you grab his hand and help him to the bed,
he lays on the pillow you stroke his head,
His arm is heavy and laid out on the bed,
you reach over him and it touches your leg,
At first he panics and freezes right there,
Your gown belt opens and your breast now bare,
He's red in the face but you say it's OK,
how long have you waited for this day,
you say nothing more as you reach for his pants,
you study his eyes for a sign that he wants,
He's laying quite placid you open his fly,
you moan for a moment when he strokes your bare thigh,
You caress his young manhood, he let's out a sigh,
he touches your mound an he looks in your eyes,
for a sign of permission and this he gets,
From you in a moment, my god you're so wet,
You can't hold back you swallow his cock,
He moans gain this time with the shock,
The sight of his aunty devouring his manhood,
Compared to the young girls you're doing so good,
You part your legs and his fingers slip in,
to your juicy wet mound, your head's in a spin,
You pull down his pants and wrench the off,
you point to his shirt and he takes it off,
You can take it no more and you cock your leg over,
You lower yourself on your young fit lover,
You take the whole shaft in one big thrust,
You lean over forward to present him your bust,
he grabs with his hands and gropes and he grinds,
he chews your pert nipples you go out of your mind,
You are riding so hard he getting so close,
You feel yourself coming you can't feel your toes,
You're panting away this excites the young stud,
He never knew sex could be so good,
He looks at his aunty in in a joyful state,
Then he shoots like a firework no longer could he wait,
you feel him pulsing, inside your soaked mound,
you waited for ever but now you have found,
for excitement like this that your nephew provided,
You guilt and your pleasure are equally divided,
What can you say now it's done it's too late,
was it all chance or was it fate?
He's silent for now all worn and tired,
You had what you wanted is energy has expired,
You head for the shower he follows you in,
He's there for a weekend of sordid sin!
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