the heater repair man

I remember the day perfectly. I was young, fresh at 18 years old, left home alone while my parents were on holiday in Hawaii for Christmas.
They offered to let me go with, even though it was for their anniversary, but I refused. I loved the cold wether, and I loved being home alone.

It was around the second day of my seven day “stay home alone” period, when just to my luck, the heater broke down. This wouldn’t mean much to my parents in Hawaii, but as I was in Indiana, I would surely freeze to death without the heater.

I called my mom, sitting on the couch wrapped in a big fuzzy blanket. The only source of heat I had was coming from the fireplace, Wich was really more for decorative purposes than anything.
She had told me she would hire a repair man, who would arrive later that day. It was around two in the afternoon, so I took a brief nap before he arrived.

*Knock knock*
I sprung up from my bed, hearing a loud knocking coming from my front door. “Shit..” I thought to myself. “He’s earlier than I thought.”

I stumbled out of bed, wearing nothing but my lace velvet robe, a pair of matching panties and black fuzzy socks that went up to my knees.
I tied my robe shut and jumped up the stairs to the door, swinging it open.

“Hi! I’m sorry I forgot you were… coming..”
I stopped, as the most desirable man I had ever seen, stared back at me.
He must have been in his early forties, with a short, well groomed head of thick black hair. He had a fade beard, short and well maintained. He wore his employee shirt, Wich must have been two sizes too small as I could see his rippling bulky muscles stretching out the fabric. He had dark brown eyes that glittered as they looked back at me.
I could feel my panties become wet.

“Hello, are you Mia Bernardo?” He asked, grinning a seductive expression.

I tried to gather my composure.
“Ye-yes! Sorry, yes that’s me.. I’m sorry I didn’t know you’d be cummin-coming! Coming so early.”

He gathered his tool box from off the ground.
“Yeah, sorry about that, we had a cancellation. May I come in?”

I gestured him to come inside, as he walked in he untied his hoodie from around his waist.

“Wow, and I thought it was cold outside!” He began. “You must be freezing in just that little robe. He held out his hoodie for me to take.
I stared for a moment, but accepted, Taking the black wool hoodie from him and slipping it on. It was big on me, and smelled like cologne and tobacco. I don’t think it was the wool in the hoodie making me sweat.

I showed him to the heater, where he got down on his knees and went to work. I, however, let him know I was going to use the bathroom upstairs, and he flashed a thumbs up.

I ran upstairs to the bathroom, looking my dirty self in the mirror. I was sweating, I took the hoodie off, bringing it up to my nose and smelling it. I couldn’t stop, my eyes were dilated and my hands were shaking. I quickly enough pulled my panties down and began rubbing my pussy. It was steaming hot and wet, as there was a viable stain in my panties from me getting excited. I slammed my back to the door, sliding down to the floor and sticking my fingers inside myself. I rubbed up against my G-spot, vigorously stroking it with my middle finger and using my thumb to rub my clit. I let out little soft moans, as I didn’t want him to know what I was doing. How turned on I was just by the way he looked. His presence, his smell. I couldn’t help wondering what he tastes like, what it would feel like to have his cock stroking the inside of my vagina.
The more the thoughts flooded, the louder the moans got. The louder I began moaning, screaming, the harder I fucked myself, It became unbearable to me. I needed not myself, not something, but SOMEONE inside of me.

*Knock knock*
“You okay in there, miss?”

I stood up, Taking a deep breath, and untying my little satin robe, and slowly opening the door.

I stood there, the robe hanging down half way past my thighs. My breasts, perky and round, yet freezing cold. My soft pussy was dripping wet with my fluids, warm and pulsing.
Behind me on the floor of the bathroom was my panties, flung across the room, and his hoodie.

At that moment, although he tried to hide it, he and I both noticed his hard erection pushing up against his zipper. He was speechless, his eyes were big and dilated.

Before he could say another word, I strutted up to him, standing on my toes, as he was at least a foot taller than me, looking into his eyes, holding his cheek in my hand.

“Let me show you where the heater is..” I said with a smirk.

I lead him into my bedroom, hand in hand, although he was still shocked and speechless, he had no problem sitting on the bed when I asked him to and pulling down his jeans.
I got down on my knees, pulling my arms out of the sleeves of the robe and throwing it across the room.
I could see precum staining his boxers. As I pulled his boxers twords me, out flung his massive, shaved smooth vascular cock. It must have been eight inches minimum, cut, with veins pulsing and pumping blood, down to his round and suckable balls.

At that moment, I couldn’t wait another second. I HAD to know what his cock tasted like. I spat on it, rubbing it all over, and slipping it into my mouth.
His cock was warm and delicious. I could taste the precum dripping off his tip onto my tounge. It was sweet, and thinking only of him I made sure to swallow it.

I licked his tip, and ran my tounge down his shaft, popping his balls in my mouth, sucking on them while I used my right hand to jerk his cock. I felt the vibrations of his moans and hearing them made my pussy even wetter. The wetter I was, the more I wanted only to please him and his cock. I sucked, I licked, I ran my tounge all over his dick as to not miss a single spot. Everywhere had to feel pleasure. He rubbed my head as I lowered his cock into my mouth and down my throat as far as it was willing to go.
I kept this up, until of course he began speaking for the first time through this whole experience.

“Fuck…I’m gonna..I’m gonna cum”

When I heard that, I pulled his dick out of my mouth as quick as I could.

“Hold on,” I began. “I have a better place for you to do that.”

He smiled, as I lied on my back while he spread apart my legs, rubbing his cock in the meantime.
He spat on my pussy, using his strong hands to rub it in, covering all of my vagina.

He got closer, slowly pushing his cock inside my throbbing begging pussy. I could feel his cock sliding inside me, my tight pussy gripped onto him like it didn’t want him to let go.

I felt a wave of relief wash over me while he began to absolutely pound me. I felt his cock become harder as he thrusted inside me, his shaft stroking my G-spot, fucking me.
I couldn’t stop moaning, I screamed and held onto him as tightly as I could. I could feel his balls slapping my ass the faster he fucked me.

I looked at him, as he met my gaze he pulled in close, kissing me, sticking his tounge in my mouth as I did his, practically fucking my throat with his tounge. Small moans escaped from the between my lips, while I let him use me. He was all that mattered in that moment, I didn’t care what happened to me, all I wanted was for him to feel the most ultimate pleasure he possibly could.

“Oh God..” he said “fuck.. it’s gonna ha-happen, should I pull out?”

I gripped his back and held his tighter.
“No, god no, please baby, cum inside me. I wanna feel your cum, pooling inside me pussy.”

After a second or two of hesitation, he began thrusting again, this time harder than before. I felt the tip of his cock hit my cervix. It felt amazing in all the best ways as he began to moan louder, thrust harder, fuck me, he fucked me harder until..

I felt a hot, thick liquid fill the inside of my vagina. He slowly pushed his cock in and out, as my pussy became unbearably hot.

He pulled his cock out, falling down next to me on the bed. I felt his cum dripping out of me and falling on the sheets.

I turned my head to look at him.
“So… I don’t think I catched your name.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ywmyv5/the_heater_repair_man