How I fucked the washing machine man

By Abigail

As you can find out on my site, Free Sex Diner I love (or is that live) to fuck and normally supply it free. But whilst I'm not a hooker (not yet anyway!), I'm not averse to a little selling it, or in this case bartering.

A while ago my washing machine had broken down. As I was working as a waitress, money was always short and I just couldn't afford to pay for the repair. The only way was to pay with my body!

I knew there was a rather dishy repair man living just down the street (I'd seen him in his van). I approached him early one morning wearing my shortest of mini-mini skirts (with the waist band rolled a little to make it even shorter). I knew everybody could see glimpses of my little white panties as I moved. I got chatting to him and asked if he could come round after work to look at my machine for me. He seemed real eager to accept!

Later that day he turned up. Either he works a really short day or he knocked off early just for me! The repair progressed well and when he finished I suggested he sat down on the sofa while I make him coffee, then we could discuss payment. Judging by his smile, I think he was hopeful about just how I was going to pay him.

Once the coffee was ready, I sat down next to him placing the cup on the coffee table. I decided to go for the direct approach. I put my hand on his knee and told him I had no money and couldn't pay for the repair, but would it be all right if I fucked him instead? I'd never realized repair men could be so willing to work without pay. He was more than willing!

I slid my hand up his thigh toward his cock, then stroked the bulge of it within his jeans. He stood up and I unzipped his jeans and pulled his tool out. It was nice and thick and growing by the second. I stuffed it into my mouth and started to suck him off. I rolled my tongue deliciously around his shaft until his manhood was as stiff as a board.

He pulled his slippery cock out of my mouth, lifted me up by my arms, turned me round and bent me over the back of the sofa. I couldn't wait to feel his fat cock stretching my moist cunt, and I stuck my ass out invitingly. He rubbed his fingers around my hole before easing his fat helmet in. It felt fucking great as he slowly inched his dick into my warm pussy. When he was in up to his nuts, he pulled out and began fucking me with long deep strokes.

I must have cum five times before he pulled out and shot his creamy load all over my ass!

After he went, I realized two things. One was that I'd just fucked a man without ever finding out his name. The other was that he never did drink that coffee I made him!