The Plumber and his apprentice, and the law. - Sex Stories

The Plumber and his apprentice, and the law.

... as my orgasm exploded, my body threshing, as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss swept over me. I lay quietly feeling and hearing my heart beat return to normal, a wicked smile was etched on my face, I had been a very naughty girl, not fair for the stranger in my house, but a very close call, 'That's when I heard him call 'John'. Then a voice answered, not too far from where I was lying, 'Coming', and I sat bolt upright, my tummy muscles knotting, at the foot of the stairs, phone camera in hand, was a boy of about fifteen, his apprentice, or son, or whatever, but more important, he had been wanking himself as he recorded my masturbation. I froze, too scared to move a single muscle, my mind was everywhere and nowhere, I was slowing coming to terms with what had just happened and what that boy had on his phone. 'Where the fuck are you'. This more manly voice was coming from the man now walking into the living room, ie the Plumber himself, and suddenly he was beside the boy, standing at the foot of the stairs looking up at my naked body, I say his mouth drop open. 'She was wanking herself, and I got it on my phone', the boy said, holding his phone up to the plumber, and turning up the volume, even I could hear my stifled moans as I orgasmed digitally, by now he was climbing the stairs towards me, 'Looks like you need a good fuck', was all he said, as he pushed my shoulder and I fell back onto the carpet, as he unbuttoned his pants. 'You gonna fuck the bitch', drifted from ...

... downstairs. The Plumber was stepping out of his pants, his cock was hard his balls were tight, and I knew he would be inside me shortly. He turned slightly and looked down at the boy, 'You recording', and he turned back to my prostate body lying beneath him, my feet on the top stair, as he pushed my knees apart and sank down on top of me, his cock going right in, I could feel his balls slap my bare buttocks as he fucked me, and the encouragement from the boy as he captured every fucking stroke his cock made inside me. He came leaving his seed deep inside me, stood up his cock dripping onto my body, 'Wife always said this one was an uppity bitch'. He was talking to the boy who was now standing on the stairs behind him, while still looking down at me, 'You like that fuck, you fucking slag cunt', he continued, his vitriolic language emphasizing his dominance, taking me down a peg or two, just to show that under my veneer of upper class, he could fuck me in the most base manner and make me enjoy it, despite my airs and graces. 'You see John, these upper class cunts don't get a good fuck, unless we do it', and as he stepped aside and let this boy pass, I looked on in horror, the boy was naked and starting to lie between my legs, the Plumber, anticipating my reaction, held my knees apart, and the boy began fucking me. He was young, I later found out he was fifteen. His skin was soft, he was hairless on his body, his penis was large, and I could feel him glide effortlessly in and out of me. ...