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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I've been seeing P on and off for a while, he's tall, stockily built, gorgeous blue eyes and it's a pure chemistry between us, wanton lust.
He mentioned in passing he was fitting new bathroom and kitchen in a new build not far from me, and joked that he could have me over the kitchen worktop. The usual flirty banter between us.
That night my dreams were filled with me, legs splayed over the end of a work top, whilst his fingers found my sweet spot, kissing me furiously.
I woke up with the raging horn and could think of nothing else. I text P, 'fancy a visitor then at the site?
My phone buzzed almost instantly'thought you'd never ask'
So we made arrangements for me to be there early the next morning.
Right, I thought, this is a little out of my comfort zone but what the hell.
I showered and shaved, making sure my pussy was smooth the way he liked.
I dressed in black matching lingerie with hold ups and a green button up dress I usually wear for work. A few squirts of the perfume I know he likes. Another normal outfit from the outside.
I drove over there, nervous but excited. I could feel that familiar tingle and slight moistness happening between my legs. I couldn't help it, the thought of him just turns me on.
I pull up and see his Van on the drive of an obviously empty property, rubble bags outside and other builders paraphernalia.
I walk up to the door and knock gently, a bloke is in his Van opposite and sees me walk up to the door. It must be obvious why I'm there. Why would a smartly dressed girl be going to a bundling site.
He opens the door, there he is, that beaming smile that makes me melt and those gorgeous eyes.
I follow him in, and the house is empty, sawdust and plaster dust everywhere, no interiors at all, wood offcuts strewn about, electrics mid set up.
He grabs my hand and kisses me, I relax a little. He pulls me to him and we kiss more, he unzips my coat and hangs it over the bannister end in the hall.
He gestures me to follow him and we go into the room that will be the kitchen. A few worktops but nothing else. Cupboard carcasses ready to be hung.
He kisses me again and says 'I've missed you babe' my smile let's him know I feel the same.
He turns me away from him, brushes my hair to one side and kisses my neck. Gentle murmers of appreciation from me.
He bends me forward and lifts my dress, a chuckle when he realises I'm wearing hold ups. He spreads my legs and runs his hands over my ass and legs, he grabs my pants and yanks them down in one move.
A slight intake of breath from me as I wasn't expecting that. I can feel him on his knees, and there it is, his tongue searching out my wetness. God that feels good.
I learn over a worktop to allow him better access. It's tricky as I'm so short. I unbuttoned my dress as his tongue is working me.
I can hear him unzipping his pants whilst he tastes me, he must be wanking that huge cock of his.
He stops and turns me round, all the while he's still on his knees.
He licks me from the front, one hand pulls at my bra and tweaks my left nipple as he teases my clit.
I step back and drop to my knees, his girthy cock looks perfect, I open my mouth and tease the tip, drawing lines down my tongue with the tip of his cock before taking the length in, watching him watching me, eye contact the whole time I'm working the length of him. He loves it.
It feels carnal, he feels so good. I stop and stand, he kisses me once more and then lifts me on to the work top, he spreads my legs and buries his head between them.
My dress slips from my shoulders, I'm sat on a work top, dress round my back, bra cups exposing my nipples, legs hitched up as P works his magic. I feel naughty. I've never done anything like this before.
Do you want me baby? He whispers.. Yes, yes please I mutter.
That cock is definitely the biggest I've had, girthy and just fits so tight. He steps back and teases me with the tip, he can feel how wet I am. He looks at me and slowly enters, one inch at a time.
God that feels good. He grabs my legs and slides me forward so my but is resting on the edge of the worktop, he builds his rhythm but it's tricky to get the angle due to the worktop edge.
It feels so good but it's not like our usual bed encounters where we can really get up close and personal, and deeper.
I can tell it feels odd for him, the worktop edge in the way.
I whisper in his ear, let me taste you.
I jump down, half naked and squat, taking his cock into my mouth, the mix of our juices that familiar muskiness.
I go to work tasting all of him, in between strokes I find a moment to lick my fingers, and start rubbing my clit while feeling him harden in my mouth, he loves watching me.
That grin spreads across his face and I know he's close.
Come for me baby.... And he shoots thick warm ropes of cum over my tits. Mmmm I love that.
He stands me up and bends me over the worktop, I have to stand on tip toes to allow better access for his fingers... Working me furiously and I can feel my wetness building and dripping on to the floor mixing with the plasterdust.
We both come down and kiss some more. I grab my dress and realise it's soaking, it must have been underneath me whilst he was eating me.
I can't put it on, it's a mess.
He looks at me and smiles, I'm sorry babe.
At well, I wipe the drying cum from my chest with the dress. Go grab my coat and put it in, and ball the dress and throw it in the pocket.
I'm glad I wore my big parka over my dress.
So I zip my dress, and am thankful my car is outside and I'm going straight home. He pulls me close and kisses me more, you little dirty bitch he says, that smile playing on his lips.
Bye P I say, next time babe.
I head to my car and the other bloke is still there, he looks up and can see my flushed face and highly zipped coat. He must know what I've been up to. I get in the car and he must have a sneak peak of my hold ups, there isn't much gap between the edge and my parka hem.
I head home, mind buzzing that I've never done that before.
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Your absolutely stunning thanks for sharing your experiences would love to hear some more 
