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Free Hardcore Sex Stories - A Great Situation
The cold went through me and nearly hurt my fingers when I moved them to dial the phone to get the repairman to come and fix the furnace. I woke up and it was so cold, I couldn't stand it. I hoped that someone could come out and fix it. I had nowhere to go, and no one to stay with if they couldn't fix it. I wished now that I had tried out my wood burning stove. I never once used it because I liked the gas heat and didn't like worrying about fire. Now that's what I wanted, a fire to keep her warm.
"My furnace isn't working," I said into the phone with my teeth chattering.
"I don't think we can send anyone tonight, ma'am. There is a blizzard out there. Haven't you looked out?"
"No, not really. I just woke up, and it's so cold in here that it hurts. Oh, please send someone. I have no where to go even if I could get out of my driveway." I prayed and hoped and crossed my frozen fingers that someone would come and help me.
"Let me see if our technician can get out there. Hold on just a minute," the woman on the phone said.
I waited what seemed like forever for the woman to tell me something, anything. "Oh, please come out," I said to myself.
"Yes, ma'am, he said he would be out as soon as he can plow a way there."
"Oh, thank you, thank you. Please tell him I appreciate it so much," I said. I was too cold to worry about how much I hated people in my house or how nervous I was around them. I just wanted him to get there.
I went to the TV and turned on the weather channel. The lady on the phone was right, there was a blizzard out there. At 6 in the morning, it was still too early to be able to see outside much. My porch light showed that her car was covered by what looked like eight or more inches of snow. I could hear the wind howl and suddenly felt very bad for making someone have to come out in this weather to help me. I just didn't feel like I had a choice at that point.
Every minute seemed like hours until he arrived and with each passing moment, I grew more and more nervous to have him come to my house. I couldn't help the butterflies in my stomach when I was around people. I wondered if it would be the man that always seemed to come to fix my furnace when I called. I hoped so because he seemed to be the only one that I was almost comfortable with. I didn't know why but whenever he came over, I actually talked to him. Sometimes I even opened up with him about thing went on in my life. He would make me laugh, telling me things about his job or silly things that would go on in his life. And he was sure handsome, I thought.
As I smiled thinking of how handsome he is, he pulled up in her drive. I was so happy to see him, whoever it might be. I hoped he wouldn't get stuck in her driveway.
"I'm so glad to see you," I said as he opened the door, wrapped in my blanket, shaking. "But I'm so sorry that I made you come over like this." It was he. The same man that always came to my house when I called. I wondered if he was the only repairman in the area. After all, I did live in the middle of nowhere. The wind blew up very hard suddenly and rattled the windows. I jumped in fear.
"It's okay. It's just the wind," he said in a soothing voice. "Let's see what's wrong with your furnace," he said.
I watched him as he moved and noted how tall and masculine he was. I noticed the slight silver in his hair and the ponytail in the back. I noticed is blue eyes and how they sparkled when he smiled. I even noticed that in spite of the bad weather and what was going on, he did smile.
"Can I help you fix it?" I asked, shivering.
"Can you hold that right there?" He gave her the flashlight and showed me where to shine it inside the furnace. "Try not to move it too much so I can see in there." He laughed, and I knew exactly what he was talking about my shivering.
"Real funny," I said, laughing with him. "I can't help my shaking. FIX IT!" I laughed louder as I whined the words fix it like a child.
"Well, the good news is that I can fix it. It will only take me a minute." I breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to watch him. He had a great ass and every other part of him.
"Are you staring me, darling?" He asked.
"Would you mind if I was?" I asked.
"No way. I would love it," he said.
"Yes, I am staring at you. You are so gorgeous," I told him. I couldn't believe I was suddenly so brave. There was just something about him that made me that way.
"Wow! Thank you," he said, with this big, bright smile. It almost melted my frozen body.
"What's your name?" I asked. I really wanted to know. In fact, I had wanted to know for a long time.
"Kyle," he said.
"What a wonderful name," I said. I figured he had my name on order so I didn't need to tell him.
He turned to finish fixing the furnace and then I heard a great sound. The furnace came on.
"WOOHOO!" I yelled. "Oh, thank you." I hugged him really tight and found it to be really warm in his arms. I didn't want to leave them.
"You are quivering," Kyle said as we sat next to the furnace.
"I can't help myself. I'm still so cold," I said, but thinking it was more than the cold making me quiver.
"Then I will keep holding you," he said, looking down at me.
"Your touch burns my skin and your eyes make me melt in your arms. You excite me more than anyone I've ever know," I said. He didn't say anything, just started to kiss me wildly. I liked it a lot. We kissed and started to touch each other. I was warming up in a hurry either because the heater was warming things up, or this great man was doing it.
Our hands roamed to each other's clothing, taking them off. I could only stare at the smooth skin that shedding his clothes made appear. Perfection, Kyle was pure perfection. It was so hard to take my hands or lips off of him. He was so well-defined that running my fingers over him gave me such great pleasure.
He grabbed me up in his arms and kissed me firm, putting his tongue deep in my mouth. I pressed my body so close to his that I felt like I was inside him. My nipples were hard on contact. It was so exciting. My breathing was hard and fast. He ran his fingers through my hair, pushing my head closer to his. The control he had over me was amazing. His mouth went straight to a breast to lick and bite the nipple. Goosebumps ran over my body.
Kyle pushed me on the floor and spreading my legs. Immediately he began licking and sucking my clit. I gasped for air. I couldn't breath. I squirmed over his face as my hands felt up my tits. I ached for more, for his fingers inside me. Just like he was reading my mind, his fingers buried themselves inside my pussy. I was so wet, I could hear it as he fucked me with his fingers. I bucked against them as he continued to suck my clit. I raised my feet up over his shoulder and spread my knees even wider. He needed full access to every part of me. I was so horny that I nearly wanted him to hurt me. "Put your whole hand in me, Kyle. Your hands are so perfect. Use them. Fuck me with them." I begged him. I'd been thinking about it since the first time I saw him. "Fist me. Oh, please. I want you to fill me." Kyle slowly moved his fingers in me deeper and deeper. At first it felt like he was ripping me but then it stopped and I was sure his hand was deeply inside. It was the greatest sensation of my life. He moved his hand, his fingers. He spread my pussy lips open and wiggled my clit with another fingers. He was so good. He just kept at me: playing, fingering, moving, wanting. "I'm going to cum in your mouth. Lick it, baby," I said.
Moaning loudly, my body quivered as I came. I don't know if he licked me. I was too busy cumming over and over. He took his hand from me and pushed me back. "Suck me," he said. He brought his cock over to my mouth and let it disappear inside. I played with his balls and hips, then grabbed his ass, forcing him even deeper. He grabbed my head, banging himself inside my mouth. I didn't care. I wanted him, too. "That's it. Oh, that feels good," he said as he went faster. "I'd bet you would even swallow all my cum, wouldn't you?"
Of course I would, I thought. Just cum and I will swallow every drop of you. I couldn't tell him, because his cock was buried too deep in my mouth.
"Well, you aren't going to yet," he said, pushing me back and spreading my legs again. "This cock is going to be buried in that wet pussy."
"Go ahead, fuck me hard."
"I intend to." He slid right inside as far as he could go. I grabbed his hips and forced him to bang me extremely hard. It hurt, but at the same time, I ached for it. I was about to get off, because of it
"Cum in me!" I yelled at him. I was cumming and wanted to feel him cum as well.
"Not yet." He was out of breath, but kept going. I thought he would never stop. I came again, screaming in pleasure. This time it set him off. He moaned the sweetest sound.
We lay sweating in each other's arms, and I blew lightly on his body. He was so truly sexy.
"I guess your heater is working now," he said, smiling and wiping the sweat from my forehead.
"I think I would be sweating even without it," I said with a huge smile.
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