Fun With The Handyman
by Lance Spurt (Horneyville)
I’m Gary, and I’ve been married to Deena for fifteen years without kids. Our sex life is fantastic, and we don’t mind venturing into new naughty areas. It’s easier to get naughty without kids running around. Deena would give me a blowjob while I watched bi-sexual porn, and I ate her pussy while she viewed a wife fucking a stranger porn.
Deena and I decided to do some remodeling in our home and started with our second bathroom.
Deena heard about a superb handyman from her best friend/ The handyman is Brett, and he’s thirty years old, and Deena said her friend, Ashley, stated he’s perfect for us. Ashley used Brett a few times. We contacted Brett, and he agreed to come over and give us an estimate.
Brett arrived the next evening for an estimate.
He was slender and apparent he worked out at the gym. While we showed him the bathroom, we wanted to be remodeled and our design, I noticed Deena taking an interest with him. His price was acceptable.
Brett would start Monday morning, and it would take a week.
Deena and I fucked that night. I fucked her in a missionary position, and she was so fucking wet.
“Fuck me, Brett! Fuck me, Brett!” she yelled as she often called out other guys’ names during sex. I would also do that by calling out Lynne, Ashley, and Jazmin while I fucked Deena.
After I dumped a load of cum into Deena’s pussy, we cuddled naked. “I’m thinking I’ll take a week off and be here while Brett’s working on the bathroom,” said Deena.
“Me too,” I added as I had to watch her.
Deena didn’t seem to care and gave me a kiss then whispered in my ear.
“Are you sure?” I asked her.
“I’m ready to try this,” she replied.
We kissed again, then closed our eyes. We soon fell fast asleep.
Monday arrived, and the front doorbell rang.
Brett was at our front door at eight that morning. I could sense Deena was up to something as she only wore a teeshirt and shorts.
I saw her C-cup tits wiggling when she walked, so I knew she was getting Brett horny.
“Good morning,” said Deena in a sweet tone and lovely smile while opening the front door.
Brett was surprised with the way Deena was dressed.
“Come in, and you can get started,” she said.
Brett entered our home, and I sensed Deena had nasty thoughts running through her horny brain.
Brett got situated and started ripping everything out of the second bathroom. While he carted items out to the trash, he would catch a glimpse of Deena.
After the trip, I noticed that Brett’s cock was starting to show in his jeans that he liked Deena.
Deena went into our bedroom and decided to get sexier, she removed her shorts and panties and just wore the teeshirt. I thought Brett would trip over his boots the second he saw Deena sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. Deena gave him a cute smile.
It was lunchtime.
“I’m going for it,” she told me in the kitchen.
“Are you ready for this?”
“I am,” she said and gave me a wink.
Brett was in the bathroom, grabbing his lunch box to go and eat in his truck.
“Where are you going to eat lunch?” said Deena standing in the doorway. Brett had his back to Deena.
“In my truck,” replied he, and Brett turned around, and his mouth dropped to the floor. Deena was bare-ass naked in the doorway.
“I was hoping that you would like some pussy for lunch,” she said while she rubbed her pussy lips with her right hand.
Brett was speechless for a few seconds. “But, you’re husband,” he said.
Deena walked up to him and leaned up to this ear. She whispered something.
Brett looked at her, and Deena gave him an “it’s okay” nod.
I walked up behind Deena. “You can fuck my wife,” I told him.
Brett was in a moment of disbelief. Deena walked up to Brett and placed her right hand on the crotch of his jeans. “I think that your cock is agreeing,” she said.
Deena and I watched while Brett stripped naked.
“Sweet,” said Deena when she saw that his cock rose to a seven-in boner.
Deena grabbed Brett’s left hand and walked him out of the kitchen and into our bedroom.
I stripped naked and followed them.
Deena removed her teeshirt the second she got into our bedroom and was bare-ass naked in front of another man for her first time.
She dropped to her knees in front of Brett and immediately licked his shaved balls while stroking his hard cock.
Brett glanced over at me, and he smiled, seeing me naked stroking my seven-inch cock. I prayed that Brett is bi-sexual.
Deena licked her way from Brett’s balls and up to his hard shaft. She opened her mouth and sucked on his cock while her right hand reached down at played with her pussy.
“That’s it, baby, suck another man’s cock for me,” I said.
Brett gave me a wink.
It was a glorious sight to see Deena’s head bobbing up and down, giving another man a blowjob.
Deena sucked on his cock for a few minutes, then she stood up and got on our bed on her back. “Fuck me, Brett,” she said, patting her pussy with her right hand and opening her legs.
Brett got on our bed and on top of Deena.
She guided his cock into her pussy.
“Oh yes, feels good, Gary,” she said when all seven inches of his cock was deep in her pussy. “Feels fucking good!” Deena wrapped her legs around Brett’s waist while he began humping her wet pussy.
“Deena owes me. She better let me fuck Ashley,” I whispered to myself.
Brett’s pumping of Deena’s pussy was faster, and the sound of their crotches slapping together was getting louder. What sweet music!
“Yes, yes, fuck me,” called out Deena.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good,” said Brett.
I stopped stroking my cock since I didn’t want to cum just yet.
“Oh, FFUUCCKK!” yelled Deena, and her legs shot up in the air, and her toes curled, having her first orgasm with another man. Brett kept pounding her pussy.
Deena’s orgasm subsided. She brought her legs back down and wrapped them around Brett’s waist.
“Fuck me. I’m a whore. I’m a dirty whore,” Deena said, and she grabbed his ass cheeks with her hands and squeezed while he pounded her pussy.
“Yes, you’re my fucking nasty whore,” said Brett.
“FFUUCCKK ME!” yelled Deena with another toe-curling orgasm.
“That’s it, baby, be his whore,” I said.
Brett whispered in Deena’s left ear. She whispered back in his right ear.
Brett pulled his cock out of Deena’s pussy.
I thought he shot his wad in her pussy and was disappointed he didn’t moan or talk dirty.
Brett sat on the edge of the mattress.
Deena got up and sat next to him. She looked at me. “Gary, I want you to suck on Brett’s cock,” she said in a demanding tone.
“Me? Suck his cock?”
“Yes, I know you want to suck a cock. Now is your invite,” said Deena.
I saw Brett’s hard cock glistening with Deena’s pussy juice. I’ve always wanted to suck a cock, and now was my opportunity with my wife’s permission.
I walked over and dropped to my knees in front of Brett.
“Lick his balls,” said Deena.
Brett scooted to allow easier access to his shaved balls. I leaned in and ran the tip of my tongue all over his shaved balls.
“Nice,” said Deena.
I loved the feeling of my tongue all over his tight ball sack. After doing that for a few minutes, I ran my tongue up his hard shaft.
I ran the tip of my tongue all around the head of his cock then opened my mouth. I couldn’t believe that I had the head of a guys cock inside my mouth. It tasted great!
I sucked on his head for a few minutes then moved down on his shaft. I couldn’t believe I was sucking a guy’s cock with my wife watching.
It was a huge fucking turn-on.
“Go, Gary, suck a cock for me. Be my cocksucker,” said Deena.
Brett moaned while my head bobbed up and down while I gave him a blowjob.
“Suck his cock! Suck his cock!” said Deena like she was a cheerleader.
“Yes, suck my cock,” said Brett while he placed his hands on the side of my head. “Be my bitch.”
I loved the taste of his meaty cock in my mouth and wondered what it would feel like when he came in my mouth.
I didn’t have to wait long. “I’m cumming,” yelled out, Brett.
“Fill Gary’s mouth with your cum!” said Deena.
I felt like a kid at Christmas while opening that special present when I created a tight seal around the head of his cock.
The head of Brett’s cock swelled, and I knew it was going to blow. His cock pulsated. I felt a big squirt of cum shoot out of his head into my mouth, then another spurt, and another spurt. He was done.
I removed my mouth from his cock.
“Show me your prize,” said Deena.
I opened my mouth, and Deena saw the cum in my mouth. “Swallow it,” she said.
I swallowed Brett’s cum.
“How did it taste?” said Deena.
“Are you a cum slut?” asked Deena.
Deena glanced down and saw I still had a boner.
“Ah, you need some loving.
Stand up,” she ordered me and motioned I need to move to her.
I stood up and moved over to her.
Deena immediately started sucking on my cock.
Brett reached over and massaged the base of my tight ball sack with his hand.
This was different, having Deena give me a blowjob with another man watching.
Deena’s head bobbed up and down while Brett fondled my balls, then he rubbed an index finger around my virgin asshole.
This went on for a few minutes, and I knew that the sight of Deena being fucked and me sucking my first cock was too much. “I’m going to cum!”
Deena tightened her mouth around the head of my cock.
“FFUUCCKK!” I yelled while my cock pulsated, and globs of my cum shot into Deena’s mouth.
Deena took my cock out of her mouth when I was finished. She swallowed then blew me a kiss.