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Mike's Speedo Hey. I just LOVE your stories Jimmy. I thought I was the only one who had these kinds of thoughts. Actually, this whole internet thing is a very eye opening experience. Since you asked so nicely....... here is the story you asked about. I've lived kind of a sheltered life, but I did have one experience I would like to share with you from a few summers ago. This experience even though it happened a while ago is still very vivid in my mind. I am your typical suburban housewife. Married, two both away at college. I'm in my late 40's. We have a rather large house and a generous front and back yard. My husband works a lot in the office but shuns most types of physical work. So it was his idea to get someone to cut our grass. Like most things for around the house I was put in charge of it. I looked at the local services in the yellow pages, most ranged around 30 dollars a cut and that was on a once a week schedule whether the grass needed it or not. As fate would have it that when I checked my mailbox that day, there was a flyer for a local guy who cut lawns. I decided to give him a call. We talked for a while. He seemed like a nice guy. He was a freshman in the local community college. This was a way for him to make money over the summer. When I asked him how come he was so much cheaper then the professional lawn services and what type of quality and dependability I could expect etc. He had a pretty feisty response, almost a tone of anger in his voice as he plunged into his sales pitch. He said he was a professional and not only could he undercut the prices he had better quality, more dependability and on top of it more flexible scheduling. He would cut the grass when it needed it. Lawn services rip you off he said, they will show up and run the mowers over the lawn even when there is barely nothing to cut etc. And he said could under cut them on prices because he owned the 'business' and because it was a small operation so he didn't pay taxes and have to have health benefits etc. He was going on and on and I finally said 'okay okay sorry, Just wondering. When can you come by, and do the lawn?' 'How's Thursday at 12?' 'Sure, I said' When Thursday came and I answered the door I was a little taking back. This guy was really cute, 20 years old, a college man and he was very confident and polite. He really carried himself well. He had on your typical low budget college get up. Sneakers, socks shorts and a t-shirt. But he filled it out very well. He said he had some questions for me. I followed him outside. He asked about blade height, and should he should put the bags of grass etc. I wasn't really listening I was just admiring his eyes. They were that shade of real light sky blue that you can get lost in. As I was heading in he said, 'Ohh ya I forgot to ask. Do you mind if I take my shirt off when I mow. I like to work on my tan., it's one of the perks of my job. You know, exercise, fresh air, and I get to work on my tan.'. 'Sure', I said. He had such an easy going manner. Later I couldn't believe I said this. I am usually a shy person and I never flirt. But I found myself saying 'I guess that will be one of the perks of my hiring you' and looking him in the eyes I smiled. He seemed to blush. How cute, I thought. When I went back inside curiosity got the best of me. I looked out the window just in time to see him peel off his shirt. My mouth dropped. He was really built. He had broad well-defined shoulders that went down to a slim stomach and I just realized that his shorts were pretty tight. They framed a nice rounded bottom. I watched his muscles flex as he fired up the mower and started working on the lawn. I felt really guilty standing here like a pervert watching this half my age sweating in the noonday sun. But inevitably my eyes snaked down to the front of his shorts. I noticed, either he stuffed his shorts, had an erection which he had strapped down or he was just hung like a . But there was a lot happening down there. I liked how each step he took is shifted just a little bit. My mind was mentally stripping those shorts off him. Did he have boxers on or briefs? My god what is wrong with me, I thought. I tore myself away from the window. I felt really guilty. This was so wrong. I tried to watch some tv to forget about this. I'm sitting there in the family room and just as I was forgetting about this , he starts working on the back yard. There he goes, now he is covered in sweat. The muscles really flexing as he pushes the mower across the back yard. He was doing a great job too. The back yard has lots of obstacles. A tall fence, lots of trees and a swimming pool. I have always been faithful to my husband I love him. But our sex life at that point in my life was not really that great. We seldom did it, and when we did I usually had to finish myself off. I am not the best looking lady, so my husband is not really the best looking guy either. But we love each other. I never really played around much before him either. I didn't know what was happening. This college man in the back yard was really awakening things within me that I didn't even know existed. I said to hell with it and I sat and watched him. God my nipples were hard. Ohh this is so dirty I shouldn't. But my hand started rubbing them. Ohh my god I'm wet. That hadn't happened in a long time. I started rubbing myself. Inevitably my hand went under my skirt and panties. I was really enjoying this. What a show. This guy was nearly naked. What a nice body. My hand really working on my clit now. What did he look like without those shorts. oohh. My imagination working double time I imagined him pulling those shorts down and his cock springing free. Big hairy balls hanging low. Then him rubbing it as it grew into a deliciously long and thick piece of meat. Ohh god did I cum. When I came back down to Earth the guilt started setting in. When he was though he rang the doorbell. I paid him and we set up a schedule of when he should cum or ahh come by and cut the lawn again. (god this guy was having an effect on me). That whole week I couldn't stop thinking about him. I practically attacked my husband when he got home, pretending I was with the lawn guy. As I rode my husbands cock, I felt guilty about thinking it was someone else's, but it really turned me on at the same time. This pattern went on the next couple of weeks. He would show up and let me know he was going to start. Then as he cut the lawn I would watch him and masturbate. Mentally undressing him with my eyes. Then he would come to the door to get paid. Naked except for his shorts shoes socks and in his hand holding his shirt. I loved that close view of him. Covered in sweat and just in those tight shorts. I tried to stall him. I would try to engage him in conversation, but he politely would escape saying he was late for his next job. The next time was, different though. As, I was about to say good bye, it was him that tried to initiate some small talk. Smiling, he said, 'Have you lived around here long?' That led to a wonderful conversation. I would sneak glances at him every chance I got. He never caught me. But he seemed to give me a lot of opportunity though. For example he would look away or turn around and point to something, 'That used to be all corn fields over there' etc. Did this guy know how sexy he was, standing a few feet from me in just his tight shorts. Did he enjoy being on display for me? This was all definitely in my head I convinced myself and I needed to be in control. The last thing I wanted to do was scare this guy away. I was really looking forward to the next lawn cut. But he had such an easy going manner, that it was pulling the devilish side out of me. We had talked for awhile. For being that young he was quite the conversationalist. We talked about everything. I tried to steer the conversation back to him. He was a football player and he swam in the off season to stay in shape. Ahh there was my in. 'I have to admit I was wondering how you stayed in such great shape', I said. To emphasize I blatantly gave him a once over. My god was this me doing this? He blushed. 'Gosh thanks. I've always been self conscience about that sort of thing. Especially in swimming. You know having to wear a Speedo and all'. My mind raced imagining him in a Speedo. How could a Speedo hide what he had. It couldn't. It would just display it, emphasize it. Kind of like how a low cut blouse emphasizes a nice pair of breasts. But it's not nude, it's perfectly acceptable in some public situations. What color was his Speedo? Would he have his cock pointing straight down forming a real big pouch. Or would it lie to the side kind of, so the fabric would cup his balls and outline his shaft with the crown definitely making an impression on the suit. And making an impression on all of the lucky gals whom might happen to be around to see it. What about after he got out of the pool? Did it cling to him? Would the outline of his cock and balls be clearly visible? My god what is wrong with me I thought. 'Ooh geez, you have nothing to worry about. I am sure that you would look magnificent in a Speedo. You don't have an ounce of fat on you anywhere.' I took the opportunity to really look him over now. 'You are very<b> muscular. </font></b>Your arms and legs look very powerful and your chest and stomach are perfect and well'. Hell I'm gonna go for it I thought. 'You have are really nice behind too'. He is shifting, and very uncomfortable and blushing. I swear I can see the outline of his manhood under his shorts, or maybe it was just my imagination. And now blatantly staring at the front of his shorts I said rather huskily, 'And from what I can see you would look ... wonderful in a Speedo.' Silence oohh god..... I felt soooo stupid. But overcoming his shyness with his easy going manner, he made me feel better by saying, 'Ahh gee, thanks. That is really nice of you. That really helps my confidence out a lot. If I am more confident in myself, I will probably swim and play football better.' 'Definitely', I said. 'Confidence is crucially in any endeavor'. I said taking a step closer, 'But you feel confident mowing the lawn don't you?' 'Ya totally' 'Well, what really is the big difference between a Speedo and those shorts you are wearing?'. What had gotten into me. I was relentless. I was really enjoying being fully clothed and having this incredible specimen of manhood nearly naked in front of me. And then I'll never forget this. His bulge starts to grow. And grow. Because the topic of our conversation had switched to his shorts it gave my ample opportunity to ogle. We are both looking at it. I continue, 'In a Speedo you probably show a little more leg but that is about it, right?', 'Leg smeg, big deal,'. But it was a big deal. And it was getting bigger all of the time. I saw it grow to a incredible size, it was about to poke out the bottom leg of his shorts when he took his shirt and strategically placed it blocking my view. He was really blushing now. We had still been out in the doorway this whole time. 'Ohh geez I'm sorry where is my manners. Are you thirsty would you like some water or something?' He said he had to get going. Walking out holding his shirt as best as he could to cover himself. That week I had fresh material for my fantasies. Imagining him in that Speedo. Then I had a wicked thought. Why don't I go watch a meet? I chastised myself for even thinking that. But it was so exciting I couldn't stop thinking about it. Then I finally said to hell with it. I did some research calling the college athletic dept etc. They had a home swim meet this Saturday. I mustered up the courage and went. I hid in the stands. Tough to do because there was not many people there at all. I tried to sit by this little cluster of ladies sitting off to the side. I felt really stupid. But I was rewarded when I saw him. What a body. But my eyes instinctively gravitated to his...his... Ohh My god it was almost obscene. It looked like he had a kabasa in there. It was off to the side and he had two huge balls under it. I was right the suit only accentuated it. As they were waiting for the race to begin a lady next to me struck up a conversation. 'Hi do you come here often?" "No first time" "Welcome, my names Jamie and this is Sheryl and Susan." They all said hi. Susan then said, "so do you have a friend or family member on the team or something? How did you find out about this?" Cornered. "Ahh no I don't its.. I.. ah" ohh god how embarrassing she thought. I wanted to die of embarrassment, and leave. But then unexpectedly, Sheryl blurted out. "don't worry about it. We're all here for the same reason too! Where else can you see prime young men prance around in Speedos! Look at them, not an ounce of fat on them anywhere" Jamie motioned to my lawn guy and said " and that is Mike Thomas. ECC's big star!" "Does he win a lot?" Giggling they replied, "no, but he's still their BIG star" Crack they fire the starting gun. And me and my new friends see them churning through the water. Eventually it is over and all of these fine young men our getting out of the pool. I think to myself I can't believe more women don't frequent these things. What a show. But my lawn guy was definitely the star attraction. Wet, the suit clung like a second skin. As he walked by us he had a towel drying off his head giving us a clear view. With his face covered by the towel, it was almost like he was saying I can't see you, so go ahead and look if you want. And look we did. My god. Sure his muscles and everything else was great. But I had seen that all before. But his cock. Ohh my god the outline of his cock was clearly, CLEARLY visible. It went off to the side. You could now clearly distinguish where the head started from his long shaft, and his balls were so nice. It was too much for me, I had to leave.  Saying good by to my new friends, they said I should come out next week. That was a great summer. I made new friends and we had a lot of fun there. One time at the end of the season Sheryl was able to get us a tour of the locker room!!! That was amazing. The guys didn't seem to mind although they were takin back at first. But eventually they saw we were going to be there for awhile so they all eventually took off those Speedos to get in the shower. But that is another story. I left and frigged myself silly when I got home. Next week after he finished the lawn we made some more small talk in the doorway. But this time when I asked if he was thirsty he said, 'Sure thanks'. A bolt of lust thundered through me which echo in my nipples and my special area. He followed me into the kitchen. 'This is a real nice house you have. You keep it up nice and you did a wonderful job on the color schemes and all that stuff.' Not only was this guy really cute. This guy was such a charmer. My husband never really appreciated all of the hard work I do to make the house nice. Standing by the fridge we drank our water. 'Aaahhh, thank you very much. I needed that. Usually I bring my own water but I forgot', he continued. 'Hey did I see you a few days ago at my swim meet? Or was I just imagining the beautiful lady in the audience?' 'Geez, talk about dropping the bomb. I was shocked, first because I had been busted. ( I thought I had disguised myself with the hat and glasses but I guess not). And then geez, he was flirting with me!! Was he serious or was he just being his usual charmer self? god I was so embarrassed. It was my turn to blush. 'I stuttered for a second, I ah I um,' finally I said, 'Ok, I'll level with you. that was me.' Again the easy going naive reply always made me feel at ease. 'That is great thanks for coming out. We can use all the support that we can get. The more people that come out the easier it is for the team to get funding from the school and what not. So, ah what did you think of it?', he said sipping his water, his eyes searching mine. 'Um well it was my first one. So it was a little confusing at first. But it was exciting (yes it was exciting I thought, reliving the vision of all of those nice young college men, prancing around practically naked dripping wet in their Speedos), ah exciting to see how close the races were and who would win. You did very well. You are quite an athlete.' 'Gosh thanks. I try my hardest. And I think you helped me with my confidence. I didn't even think about the Speedo really. I thought it was just like cutting the lawn. Not a big deal. And then I could focus completely on the race. Thanks. I owe you one'. 'No problem. I'm glad to help. But would you like my honest opinion?' 'Sure', he said. 'Well you should be totally confident you looked great in the Speedo. No you looked magnificent in the Speedo.' I said looking him over. Enjoying being fully clothed and comfortable in my own house with this nearly naked guy standing in my kitchen. My husband was away on business too, my were hundreds of miles away also. No worries. Not that there was anything going on, really. It was just the lawn guy getting a drink of water. Totally innocent. But still it might seem weird trying to explain it. But anyway. I continued on saying, 'You looked great except for one small detail.' He seemed almost hurt. How could this incredible looking guy have such a fragile ego. 'Ahh what is it', he asked? 'Hey, don't get me wrong. You are a knock out. It's not a big deal really. It's just that, you tan in your shorts and then when you are in the Speedo that white skin really shows. It just looks kind of funny.' 'Ya I've thought about that. But I really don't have a place to layout in my Speedo. Well I could I suppose but I would feel stupid. If I had a place where no one could see me I suppose I would.' 'Hey, I have an idea. Why don't you bring your Speedo with you when you cut the lawn. After you are done with the lawn you can get an hour or two of sun in.' 'I don't know I would feel kind of funny' 'Ohhh come on. No one can see you back there. It will just be me' 'Yeh, I guess thats okay, but I still feel funny'. 'Don't worry about it. Actually I was about to layout by the pool myself. Why don't you go home shower and get your Speedo and come on over. There is still some good rays left.' 'Ok'. My pussy was on fire, I couldn't believe this was happening. When he returned he had his shorts and shirt on. I asked, 'Did you bring it?'. He said that he had it on under his shorts. I smiled and we went out back toward the pool. We setup on the lawn chairs. I had my full piece suit on and hat and dark sun glasses. I watched him remove his shirt, shoes and then he seemed to get a little embarrassed. 'Don't worry about it I said. It's not like I haven't seen your Speedo before.' He slid his shorts off. My god up close it was even more impressive. Limp it had to of been 5 - 6 inches, snaking it's way up to the top of the waistband but over on the side. His balls looked great. Big and full in the Speedo and on display for my gaze. Although I couldn't stare, I would just sneak glances. He kind of smiled half unsure. then he sat down on the lounge chair. We made some small talk. Than I said, 'You know what, if you put sun block on the rest of your body except for the white part then it will even out faster'. 'That is a great idea', he said. 'But I don't have any'. 'Hold on, I do. I'll go get it'. I returned and gave him the bottle. I watch as he rubbed the lotion onto his body. Arms, legs, chest , stomach. This was such a turn on. He struggled with his back and I said, 'Here let me help you with that'. Touching him was electric. I rubbed it into his shoulders and back. I got him as best as I could then I asked him to stand up for a second. I did his lower back.. I took the liberty of reaching around and feeling his stomach for a quick second. We sat down and talked for a bit. Then I suggested that we go for a swim. The water was really cold making my nipples hard as heck. I made sure I got out first so I could position myself to see him get out. I went into the hot tub. He said good Idea and got out to follow suit. Before he could get into the water I said, 'Wait!', startled he stopped, affording me a great view of the Speedo clinging to his cock and balls. 'I thought that cold water was supposed to cause shrinkage?', I chided now ogling his balls. He said, 'It does. But this is as small as it gets. Is it okay if I get in the hut tub now?' His eyes sparkled, and he shyly smiled. I think to myself that the little game that we had been playing is about up. Up till now everything had not been overly overt and could have been explained by we are just two friendly people. But it was now becoming apparent that we both had been enjoying this game but we still liked the facade of this being a normal occurrence.. I was thinking to myself. Was this guy an exhibitionist? What is he getting out of this? I am not a bombshell at all. Just a plane jane middle aged house wife. How could I be so lucky. 'No wait', I said, my eyes locked on his Speedo clinging to his manhood.' You can't be serious, it's so'. Stepping into the hot tub just feet from me he interrupted, 'Geez stop, your embarrassing me'. I was sadden to see it slide under the water.. He continued. 'Actually that is what I was self-conscience about. I feel like a freak at the swim meets. It feels like all the women are looking at it. Were you looking at it at the swim meet?' Our eyes locked. He had me. What could I say? 'Well, ahhh, okay I won't lie. Yes. I was. But. You look at nice women in bikinis right?' 'Well ya', he said sheepishly. 'You look at their bodies and admire them right? Imagining what is under that thin fabric right? Especially the skinny girls with the big boobs, right? Are their nipples pink or brown. You really enjoy looking at them. Even ogling them, right? 'ahh ya I guess I do' 'Well, why shouldn't women look at men? Especially ones who are so gifted, it's natural. It's not a big deal.', I said. Was this me saying this? what happened to my old repressive self. This guy had awoken something within me. He was beaten, he replied 'Yes I guess your right. But I still feel funny standing in front of all those women in my Speedo. Especially when I get out of the water.' Moving closer and putting my hand on his thigh I said, 'Mike, you had said before that I had helped you with your confidence and that it made you a better swimmer right?' 'Yes' 'Well I'm going to help you again', I said. 'Stand up'. He reluctantly agreed. God I was loving this. I told him to turn around. I ran my hands up his legs commenting on how strong they were and he should feel proud to stand exposed before women. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Screw it this is a chance of a lifetime. I can't pass this up I thought. I felt his ass. What a ass. I told him so as I massage it. Again I told him how proud he should be. I told him to turn around. WOW. His cock was practically in my face. It had grown. This Speedo was definitely obscene. Wet it clung to his penis leaving nothing to the imagination. 'Yaa you look good. At the next swim meet I want to see you like this. I want all of the women to see you like this. You look great. Such powerful legs and stomach'. I say as my hands follow my words. As I'm rubbing his legs and stomach his cock is straining to break out of it's confinement.. I continue and say,' And look at that Speedo. You know the women will wonder what is under that. What color is it? How big does it get? Does he squirt? How many times? Are they big jets or little dribbles?' 'Geeze,' he said, 'Do women really think like that?' 'Yes, but most of us repress it. I did until I saw you. You have really helped me. You have really enriched my life.' 'Gosh thanks', he said. Moving back to the other side of the hot tub I smiled at him and said, 'are you feeling confident?' 'Ya I think so' 'How confidant? Do you feel like you can win any race in that Speedo? 'Heck ya, I feel like a million bucks!'. 'Prove it to me' 'What' 'Prove it to me. Prove it to me by taking off your Speedo.' His throbbing manhood was now starting to recede a little. 'What? Are you serious?', he said. 'Totally serious,' I said. 'Look if you can stand naked in front of the intense gaze of a lady then when you put your Speedo back on it will be like putting on a suit of armor. The swim meets will be a breeze. Trust me. You look great. Let me see what your made of. Take OFF the Speedo!'. Jeeze was this me saying this. I was usually submissive. I was really enjoying being fully clothed in my one piece and making this hunk expose himself. He reluctantly agreed. He really teased me. He pulled it down real slow. Inch by inch the shaft of his mammoth penis came into view. Down the Speedo went. 5, 6, 7 inches still no head. then out it pops. A massive cock and balls and he still wasn't all the way hard. He took the Speedo all the way off and tried to sit back into the water. I told him to stand up. I moved closer to examine him. 'Wow! Now that is a cock and a half! And those balls are huge.' The warm water had really made them hang low. 'Do you feel confident?' 'Ahh in a weird sort of way' he said. ' I think I'm kind of enjoying this'. 'Well I know that I am,' I said. 'Lets get back to our sunbathing,' 'Like this', he said. 'Yes like this. You want confidence right? What could build more confidence then laying out in the nude.' 'Ok', he said 'But what about you why don't you take your suit off' I retorted, 'I don't need confidence. Now don't be a baby get out of the hot tub'. We walked over to the chairs. I drank in the site of his naked body. 'Mike' 'Yes' 'You don't want to get a sunburn do you?'. I said looking at his cock. 'You can't be serious,' he said. 'Totally serious, what could be a better confidence builder then rubbing oil onto your cock before a fully clothed woman.'. He reluctantly (or at least appeared reluctant, it was all a part of our little game I guess. Deep down we both knew he was enjoying this) grabbed the suntan lotion. Ooh what a site he really put on a show rubbing oil on everything. The head, shaft and balls. I sat really close to make sure I didn't miss any of the action. 'It looks like the more oil you use the more oil you need to use', what a corny line but it was true. His cock was growing for me. 'How big does it get?' 'Geeze I don't know, I nev..' 'Bullshit, all guys measure their cocks. Tell me how big does it get?' '10 inches,' he said/ 'Wow, get it totally hard for me' Now he was really working himself. Stroking that big cock.. 'Now you know what I want to see. Don't let me down. I want to see what all of those women ogling you at the swim meet want to see. I want to watch you stroke that big cock until you cum. Understand!' 'Yes', he said, eager to please as always and stroking that cock with one hand and the other rolling his large balls around. What a site this guy naked with his oily big cock jacking off for me. 'I want to see you squirt. Go on do it ya. I kept giving him vocal encouragement. He was really stroking now. Up and down that impressive length. faster and faster. He was starting to get close now. His cock looked huge as he layed on the lounge chair, me watching every stroke. He really put on a show. Two hands pumping then he would take a break and use just one hand and his other hand would work his balls. His cock although incredibly long had tremendous width to it. It was also very straight which surprised me. The skin was nice to too. Except for a few veins it was very nice. The head once a nice shade of pink was turning darker to more of a purple shade as he relentlessly stroked his cock for me. Then he would stop and squeeze the base and would watch me watching it before he would continue. After about 15-20 minutes of watching him masterfully masturbate for me, he finally came. The first jet went into the air a foot. It shocked me into silence and with my jaw dropped in amazement, I watched the next one rocket at least 3 feet in the air. I had never, ever seen or anything like this or even thought it possible. That would have been enough to blow my mind. But the jets kept coming 3, 4 5 , 6 thick creamy jets bursting from that huge cock head. a few more small squirts came out and then breathing heavily he finally stopped shooting semen. 'That was incredible! I've NEVER seen so much cum in my life!' I said. 'How do you feel' I said rubbing his shoulder. 'Very confident, thank you' Slowly I rubbed my hips moving forward then back, pressing my finger hard against my clit, my breath getting deeper, wanting more. I slide my hand from my lips and up then slowly removed my bikini bottom, my fingers sliding against my stomach, popping each button as my hand slowly made its was down to my pussy. Mikes eyes grew wider with each motion. Bending my right leg, I moved my hips and pushed my hand deep inside my shorts, three fingers brushing over my mound, then over my lips then pressing down onto my clit. Ooh....Slow, big circles, round and round my clit then down, letting my fingers dip just into my pussy, rubbing them together, covering the tips of them in my juice then back up to my clit. God.... More circles, getting smaller, tighter, making my clit throb, letting my nails brush over it, like the tip of a tongue. Flicking it soft then hard, fast then slow, moaning.... Ooh...Ooh...quietly each time the tingle shot through my body. Moving my fingers I held my clit and rubbed it, winking it, slow so slowly. I looked at Mike , so tanned Ooh my GOD! I was moaning loader, my mind still wandering, picturing his jets of cum flying in the air.. Felling my body start to tense, pulling my fingers off my clit, wanting the feeling to go on and on. Ooh my god...Pushing them down, teasing my lips, dipping my fingers in and out of my pussy, coating myself in my juices, loving the feel of soft smooth flesh all slick under my touch. Breathing so hard, wanting to pinch and pull my hard nipples but unable to trust myself so keeping my hand pressed hard against the wall. Mike started getting HARD again! Close so fucking close, getting to that unable to stop point, that not wanting to stop point, the need flooding over me. Back to my clit, rubbing it hard, groaning now, knowing I could be heard, not caring, faster faster fasterrrrrrrrrrr until I gasped, my eyes flying open, my fingers pressed hard against my clit, then I came, breathing out hard, moaning, gasping, everything at once. My clit throbbing, my fingers slipping into my pussy to feel it pulse around them as squirt after squirt splashed over my fingers.. All this time I was watching Mike rubbing his massive 10 inch monster. It took only a moment after I finished that he began to shudder into another beautiful orgasm. Not so much cum this time but still breathtaking in it's power! It was weird after that. He got his things and left. He continued to mow the lawn that summer, and I continued to meet with my friends at the swim meets. Once I felt comfortable enough with them that I could trust them, I let them in on my little secret about having him cut my lawn. Needless to say, they didn't believe me. So finally to prove it to them, I had them accidentally all come over when Mike would be out working on his suntan in my back yard. We had to really cajole Mike, but eventually he put on quite a show for all of us. But that is another story. Love ya Jimmy Jamie T. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy. |
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5/16/2017 2:44 pm |
I sucked a few dicks after the speedo came off
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5/16/2017 1:47 pm |
One for the ladies.... enjoy. Jimmy B. Thanks Jamie! My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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