LORRAINE NEEDS IT

“Need some cock, Mrs. Parsons?” the tall, dark-haired stranger inquired like a character in an erotic dream.

“Ooh yes! God yes! I dearly do!” Green-eyed blond Lorraine replied, keeping the dreamlike dialogue going as she slipped a slender hand through the front of her robe to rub her tingle-tip. “I need a big gnarly cock to fuck me. But first…may I lick it?”

The young handyman whom she had called to fix her screen door unzipped his pants. “Sure, you can lick it, Mrs. Parsons. Here!”

The dark-haired fellow flipped out his whang, which was already half hard, and waggled it at the single lady of thirty-some years who hadn’t been laid in awhile. She extended her free hand tentatively and wrapped delicate fingers around what suddenly had become the trunk of a tree, standing proudly in front of her, its top nicely rounded and in rosy bloom.

Lorraine sank to her knees, not relinquishing her hold on what she wanted, and eyed the head which was slitted and had a drop of clear fluid clinging there. She bent closer, extending her tongue. Her robe sagged and fell open at the front, allowing the young man to admire two tempting titties hanging in plain view, their pink nipples rigid. He groaned as the pretty woman’s tongue caught the dew-drop at the tip of his cock and began licking his tasty knob all over.

“Yeah, Mrs. Parsons,” he growled lustfully as he petted her loose, wavy hair. “Lick it a lot, and suck it if you want to. It’s your toy, so enjoy it. I can last a long time.”

“Oooh God…” Lorraine murmured as she licked the pecker. She hadn’t had one in weeks, which was way too long. Now opening her mouth, she took in the knob at the end of the dude’s delicious dick, closed her eyes, and began to suck. She began moving her head, taking more and more of his manly pride into her mouth with each lunge.

“Holy shit, Mrs. Parsons,” he said, “you suck cock real good!”

“Aahmm…aahmm…aahmm,” Lorraine groaned as she lunged lower and lower on his ding-dong until her mouth was in his open fly and his woman-pleaser was totally lodged in her mouth and throat. Finally she raised her head, needing more breath, and held his saliva-dripping shaft straight up so she could waggle her tongue down its underside all the way to his balls, which he had shoe-horned out of his jeans to dangle in front of her, a few wispy hairs curling around them.

Her soft lips nibbled his nuts. She let go of his rod so she could coddle and caress his nut-sack as she licked it all over, and his stand-up boner waggled to and fro across her nose. Lorraine liked the taste and smell of men who took reasonable care of themselves. She didn’t mind pubic hair either, or hair on their chest. She considered it manly. Call her old fashioned. But…call her.

She returned to sucking the handyman’s tool, her o-shaped lips gliding forward and back, forward and back on his thick hard shaft as his bulb rode her restless tongue into the opening of her throat. Lorraine was good at fellatio. She had practiced it since junior high school.

Finally the horny young stranger eased her away from him and helped her to her feet. As his high-standing boner whipped about, wet with her mouth-honey, he brushed the robe off Lorraine’s shoulders which left her standing in the nude. The guy cupped a tempting titty, gently squeezing the resilient globe and bowing his head to lick the luscious nipple that thrust urgently toward him. Lorraine loved the feel of his slightly abrasive tongue flapping across her sensitive breast-tip, circling, then drawing her nipple into his mouth for a long warm suck.

“Oooh yessss…” she breathed. “Suck my titty. Suck the other titty, too. I love to have my titties sucked.” Conversation from an erotic dream? You bet.

The guy sucked both of Lorraine’s tits, also squeezing and rolling them in his strong hands until they throbbed. He dropped to his knees, kissed Lorraine’s naked tummy, and licked all around. He nuzzled into her fur patch which was just furry enough to be intriguing without making a man feel like he was fighting his way through the jungle. He backed Lorraine against a wall, boosted one of her legs onto his shoulder, and went to work. Oh, how that guy could eat pussy!

Lorraine moaned as the man’s ardent tongue explored her snatch totally, delving in and out, up and down…licking…nibbling…sucking on all the little folds of her vulva. He attacked her clitoris, drawing the tiny tingler into his mouth and soaking it in his saliva as he circled his tongue round and round the sensitive nub. He let the tidbit escape but only to lash it with his oral instrument before capturing it again in his mouth and sucking heatedly.

The thrilled woman fluffed his long hair and squirmed, grinding her pussy against his face. “Ooh, eat me all up!” she demanded. “Make me cum now! Make me! Make me!”

The guy tugged at her clit and chomped on the throbbing tip. He flapped his tongue against the little nub. Reaching up at the same time, he squeezed Lorraine’s titties and pinched her nipples. She clung breathless on the brink, then suddenly let herself fall into a warm swirling pool of pleasure that spilled through her entire body to wash her tension away.

The man was not through with her yet. Far from it. While remaining on his knees, with his cock sticking out and upward from the front of his jeans, he turned her and sat her on the edge of a chair. She spread her legs wide for him, though she found it hard to believe he was going to lick her some more after bringing her off. Men just didn’t do that. They didn’t like pussy THAT much, did they???

This one did. And he liked to lick more than just pussy. He began by slowly and appreciatively tonguing her inner thighs, starting at her left knee and working his way up. He teased and tasted every delightful centimeter of her soft smooth thigh-flesh, right up to her snatch, but stopped before encountering her furry, fleshy shrine of love. He skipped to the inner side of her right thigh and licked his way along. He held that leg high in the air and licked the back of it. He was spreading tingles all up and down Lorraine’s thighs and making her pussy very hot again.

The ardent fellow licked the back of her other leg, then let her place both bare feet on the floor, and her thighs yawned. He pressed his face against her moist and now very flavorful pussy and sucked up all her warm sweet juices. He inserted a straight middle finger into her hole, worked it all around, then lifted it to her face, inviting her to lick it. She did more than just that, taking his finger into her mouth and sucking all her juice off of it, then giving it a swipe with her tongue as he took the finger away.

Putting his digit back into Lorraine’s cunt, he twisted and stroked it, pumping vigorously. He added another finger to the job, curling both upward, and searched for the lady’s g-spot. Finding that magic little bundle of nerve ends, he caused her to cry out. She was hot again. Very hot.

The man mouthed her clit some more, then popped to his feet, his stiff poontanger bobbing up and down with urgent need. He swept the bedazzled woman off her feet and carried her to a bedroom. Dropping her across the bed, he turned her onto her stomach and began licking her ass.

Lorraine loved to have her ass licked. What woman didn’t? Not only did it feel fucking good, especially if her lover went all the way and inserted his tongue between her buttocks, but there was something psychologically exciting about it also. Talk about paying homage!

The handyman licked her generous, satin-smooth asscheeks all over, lavishing lots of saliva on them. He ran his tongue along their bottom creases. All this tickled as well as pleased sweet Lorraine, and she writhed a bit while babbling and moaning. Her bottom vibrated against the fellow’s face. His tongue delv
ed shallowly into her crack as if testing, then all of a sudden he spread her butt-cheeks wide
apart and attacked her puckered anus which was so sensitive.

“Oooh WOWWWW!” Lorraine exclaimed, mashing her derriere against the young man’s face and grinding her hips as he made mad love to her forbidden aperture, his tongue caressing her little puckers, then thrusting into the center of them until he got the slightly wry taste he was crazily seeking.

After he had relaxed her sphincter with his tongue and drooled saliva into her ass, he inserted a long stiff finger up the lady’s corn-hole. Oh! He wiggled his digit around, then stroked it in and out like a dick. He added a second finger and diddled them both in Lorraine’s rear. She was relaxing more and more, and it felt better and better. She sneaked a hand down her front and began playing with her pussy which made everything feel better yet.

She would have accepted the handyman’s tool in her ass right now, but strangely enough he pulled his fingers out and backed off, forsaking her for the moment while he kicked free of boots and pants. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and was nude except for his socks which he left on.

He rolled Lorraine over and yanked her to her feet. He backed up to sit on an armless bedroom chair, drawing her along. Before she knew it, she was straddling his lap with his cock sticking up high and hard inside her. He had invaded her pussy, not her butt, but that was perfectly all right. In fact, it was great! Lorraine began to grind and move up and down, fucking the seated stud, and her boobies bobbed merrily before the young fellow’s face.

He rolled and squeezed her titties. He tugged at her nipples. He licked and sucked. And all the while, Lorraine and the fellow fucked. God, it felt good to have his thick, hard cock deep inside her as she jumped up and down on it. After awhile she screwed herself around on his pole to face away from him and bent forward so his hardness was in direct contact with her clit. She resumed moving, and her clit got rubbed intensely. Wow, that was great!

The guy pinched her cheeky buttocks, parting them to watch his boner sink deep inside her and rhythmically re-emerge – in and out, in and out – coated with her juices, while her brown eye just above winked at him. As for Lorraine, her active screwing yielded pleasure at every nerve-end in her hot hole and on her clit, as well. She was rapidly approaching another climax. She fucked the young handyman harder and faster.

He let her asscheeks close and enjoyed watching them quiver and bounce as her hips made vigorous love to his inserted passion pole. He slapped her vibrating buttocks, right and left.

“Ooooooh!” Lorraine howled and fucked him all the harder. She came.

The handyman pushed her forward, and she fell across the bed. He boosted her ass, and she drew her knees forward, arching her back and keeping her bottom in the air for him. He stood behind her, gripping his tool, then screwed the head of it into her juicy twat. He sank himself all the way in a single thrust, his thick throbbing hardness stuffing her cunt, and immediately he began fucking her with long, strong, steady strokes.

“Ooh Christ! Shit! Oh heaven! Wow!” Lorraine chanted. “You fuck so fucking good! Damn! Ooh, you horny fucker, bang me haaard!”

He banged her. He pumped her. He slammed her. He gave her every inch of his huge hard cock again and again, stroking vigorously inside her palpitating pussy just the way she loved it, not stopping or even slowing down. It was fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck! His big balls swung against her clitty as he sunk each thrust deep into her tight slippery hole, making a wet sucky sound as his front smacked noisily against her bouncy ass.

“Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!” Lorraine panted. “Give it to me! Sweet Jesus, FUCK me! Yeah! Ooh, SHIT!”

While the handyman stood behind her driving into her cunt with his sturdy tool, he took a renewed interest in her puckered rear aperture which wiggled and changed shapes, luring him as he fucked the meaty slit below it. He rubbed the puckers with his thumb, then spat directly on the little aperture and used his thumb to work the spittle in.

Lorraine hollered happily as he twisted his thumb in her ass, opening her up. She was already relaxed, and this relaxed her more. He spat again, right on target, then suddenly pulled his prick from her pussy and sank it into her forbidden hole.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOH!” Lorraine hollered as the man’s hot horsy cock throbbed in her rear.

“Like it?” he growled.

“Ooh shit yes!” she said. “But it’s HUUUUGE!”

“Let me move it a little,” he breathed, “and open you up more.” The guy withdrew a bit and thrust forward again, going deeper.

“Oooh!” exclaimed Lorraine. The fellow drew back then gave her an added inch or two.

“Hurt?” he asked, letting his cock remain still, throbbing deep in her ass.

“Yeah!” she said, breathing hard. “Go ahead and move it, though. I want to be fucked there!”

The handyman began to stroke, slowly at first, then gradually gaining speed and thrusting deeper. He grasped her asscheeks and wiggled them. He slapped her iggly half-globes.

“Oooooooh!” Lorraine cried, but not from pain now. She was feeling it good and liking it a lot.

The handyman pumped his prick in and out…in and out of the lady’s asshole, moving briskly. His front slammed noisily against her butt-cheeks. Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ooh God, YEAH!” Lorraine exclaimed. “Give it to me, you mother fucker!”

The guy gave it to her almost to the hilt by this time, her bunghole stretched wide around his pistoning prick. She had her fingers underneath her, pulling at her pussy

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she chanted.

Oh God, she was grooving with it! Her whole body palpitated with excitement. The guy was giving her all he had – in and out, in and out — fucking her hot tight a-hole like a man possessed. She teetered on the brink of yet another climax, and she got it just as he drove deep and splashed his warm thick love-cream into her rear compartment.

“Ding-dong!”

Lorraine rose from her chair, noting that her panties were damp, and she walked to the front door. A woman stood there, and oh what a woman! She was tall and dark and generously curved. But it was the look in her eyes that really riveted Lorraine. The caller had a tool belt around her waist and wore a hard hat on her thick, tumbling black hair.

“You called for a handy…uh…person?” she asked and gave Lorraine a strange little smile as she continued to look at her like a bitch on “stay” eyeing a bowl of Mighty Dog.

“Uuh…yes…but…” Lorraine said, feeling funny where her thighs came together (in addition to feeling wet). “But I asked for a handy-MAN.”

“Yeah…well, the service gave your call to me and I can do anything a man can do. Now just what do you want taken care of?” The brunette’s eyes were wise and her manner confident. It was as if she had picked up a certain scent when Lorraine answered the door.

The dyke bulled her way into the house, moving up against Lorraine who was forced to give ground. Her mouth dropped open and her knees felt as if they were about to buckle. Her heart hammered.

“So what do you need, beautiful? the handy-woman inquired, her dark eyes boring into Lorraine’s submissive green ones.

“Well, I…uh…” Lorraine suddenly surged with a strange new excitement. “Just follow me and I’ll show you. My problem is…in the bedroom.”

(Comments from readers are appreciated. Ladies, please don’t be shy.)