Rough Sex Session Makes My Posh Pussy So Wet

Rough sex session with a hot builder.  

Dealing with builders (what Americans call contractors) can be hard work. There’s a stereotype of the typical British builder. He’s a scruffy overweight slob who dislikes working and wants it to rain so that he can sit around, reading the tabloids, drinking tea, and eating egg and bacon rolls. Not my idea of fun! Being the horny bitch that I am, I would much prefer a rough sex session that a rough set of slobs. Oooh, wait a minute…

My husband was away that week, so it was up to me to keep an eye on the workmen. So, when they arrived, I was pleasantly surprised to see that they were youngish guys who were physically fit. They were cockily self-confident and blatantly eyed me up, staring at my boobs and my arse. I overheard them talking about how they’d fuck me if they got the chance.

The idea of a rough sex session with a crew of big strong workmen was quite a turn-on and I imagined how it would feel if two of them bent me over the table and spit-roasted me.  Or perhaps the whole bunch gangbanged me during their lunch break. With my husband away in the US, I was already horny and looking for opportunities to misbehave. Having the builders in my house every day was making me permanently wet.

For my hot sex session, I picked out one builder who really turned me on.  

He was a muscular 6-footer with a face full of stubble and a roguish grin. I pulled him aside and asked him if he’d stay late to help me move some furniture out of the garage. He was happy to oblige and I couldn’t wait for the day to end. I was so horny that I took a long hot shower and fingered myself senseless, imagining what I’d do with the builder that evening.

When the other builders went home, I took my ‘helper’ into the kitchen and asked him if he’d like a cold beer before we started. And I told him to help himself while I went upstairs to change my clothes. When I came back into the room a few minutes later, I was wearing a tight white t-shirt with no bra and a skimpy pair of shorts that showed off my camel toe to perfection. I was ready for my rough sex session.

The builder looked at me in stunned amazement, so I whispered the magic words that every man wants to hear: “You can do whatever you want to me”.  He grabbed my boobs and mauled them with his hard workman’s hands, then thrust his tongue into my mouth. As he pulled me round, he kissed my neck before pushing his hand into my shorts and grabbing my pussy.

I moaned and rubbed my arse against his groin, feeling the hard bulge.  

Obviously, he took the hint and pulled my shorts down hard. While a calloused finger slid into my wet pussy, his thumb pressed against my arsehole. He began to finger me, easing a second finger into my cunt and making me squirm in pleasure. I was easily wet enough to take even the biggest cock and I wanted him to fuck me properly.

Suddenly, he pushed me up against the wall and quickly unbuttoned his jeans. The builder grabbed his hard cock in his hand and pressed the head against my dripping wet pussy.  He fumbled for a moment, then thrust all the way into me. This was going to be exactly the kind of crude, rough sex session that I’d fantasised about all week. The hot horny stud pounded into me, fucking me like a cheap whore he’d found on a street corner. And I absolutely LOVED it!

I thrust back with my hips, panting and moaning and cursing him. I wished my husband could see me getting fucked against the kitchen wall by this big muscular labourer. The thought of cuckolding my husband, who was probably sitting in some boring business meeting, pushed me over the edge. I gasped in ecstasy and urged the guy to fuck me harder and make me cum. And he did! After three hours of sleaze, I had cum oozing out of my posh pussy and cum splattered tits to show for it. Now, which hot young labourer should I choose for tomorrow’s rough sex session…?

EMILY

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