Saturday, June 14, 2008

Secret Sins: Chapter 7 "The Locker", Part 2



The waiting was unbearable and the locker was cramped. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I thought that its pounding sounded like a base drum echoing off the metal walls. I didn't have to wait that long although, as I began to hear some whistling in the distance. I couldn't make out the tune, but something about it was familiar.
Steadying myself for what was about to happen next and not knowing what, I took deep breaths and began to focus on my job. The whistling got louder, then I heard the door of a nearby locker open and I began to brace myself.

Padding footsteps came closer and then the door opened.
Light flooded in on me and I blinked rapidly, trying to regain my composure. "Heh heh. Hi there" I timidly said to what revealed at last was one gorgeous hunk of manhood standing in front of me, almost buck ass nekid.
Oh my oh my... every woman's fantasy was right there for all to see - well-toned muscles and a face reminiscent of Antonio Bandaras (have I ever mentioned that he's my fantasy hunk fuck? No? Well he is!)

"Well hi there yourself. What are you doing in the towel locker?"
he said
"Waiting for someone to let me out I guess, and you're it! How can I ever repay you?"
The hunk looked me up and down for a second and I noticed a sizable bulge begin to form under his black jockey sports underwear and I knew just what course this was going to take.
Turning to sit down on the bench in my T-back thong and sports bra facing his, I wasted no time pulling his underwear down to his knees to reveal the lovely manhood that now bounced up and down rhythmically in front of me. Taking off my top to show him my P&J's took his boner to the next level, and Mr. Happy just stood up all the way to the stars, the veins throbbing as he looked at me with lustful eyes.


Mmmm. Cock always tastes good, but sweaty-after-workout balls and cock taste even better, and I began to slurp and stroke the hunk with fervor. In and out I worked his cock, not even worrying or wondering if anyone was around. Hey, I'm good, and I don't mind being watched, so what the fuck?

Slowly my tongue tickled its way around the mushroom head of his dick while my hands caressed and gently kneaded his ball sack, running my fingers up and down the back of his butt while playing ever so gently with his anus.
Up and down my mouth moved. Slower, faster, slower faster; working my hands at the same time until Hunk screamed out "Ohhhhh suck me BITCH, suck it hard! Ohhhh! I'm gonna cum".
And Debbie did what she did best in these situations and loosened her throat to pull all of Hunks cock as far down her as I could so he could empty his balls in me with abandon, and cum he did just like I like it - hard fast and plentiful. The taste of salty semen on the back of my throat was like nectar, and being the pro that I am, continued to suck him until every last drop of cum was not only out of him, but off his cock as well. I am fastidious you know.

Laying back on the bench to catch my own breath, Hunk staggered over to the other side of me and looking down at me with my heaving breasts said "That was the finest blow job I've ever had. I mean it - it was the BEST!"
Seeing him there half hard after draining his balls and after a complement like that, I couldn't help myself from looking at that lovely cock all nice and pink and wondering how he would feel inside me.


Rising from the bench to get a drink at the water fountain next to us, I looked back to see Hunk taking the position that I had vacated. I knew by looking at him lying there with his hands holding his head what was going on up there, what I called the "after cum spins" that can often result from a great cock sucking and cum explosion from a man.
Moving back over to him, I began to stroke his semi-flaccid cock again, and cooed in his ear "Let Debbie make it all better, ok? You just lie there and let me do all the work".
Removing my red thong, I straddled him around his neck to let him get a good close look at my now wet and dripping pussy.
Thanks to the morning off, I had taken the time to give myself a Brazilian, and I now showed Hunk the result.
Grabbing me by my ass, he pulled me in and began to eat ME out with powerful strokes of his tongue, an organ that playfully teased my own Lil' Betty (that's what I call my clit) until I found myself stretching backwards towards an orgasm. Grabbing my labia with each hand, I ground my pussy into his face with force and came hard, hard enough to make me spasm with shudders of joy.
While Hunk had been doing this, I had reached back to stroke his cock until it had regained it's statuesque nature, and was now fully erect once again.
Pulling myself off his face, I slid backwards quickly and wanting his throbbing member inside me NOW, slammed my pussy onto his hard cock as I reached up to steady myself on a nearby locker.


Oh yes! That cock felt good inside me, oh yes, and I rode Hunk cowgirl for all it was worth, rocking back and forth as he reached up to grasp my breasts between his hands. Ah, I love it when a man knows how to handle (or manhandle as the case may be) my breasts and nipples.
I love having my nipples twisted and twisted hard, and Mr. Hunk must have sensed that from the moans escaping from my mouth with every turn and pinch of his fingers.

"Ride 'em cowgirl, yeeee HAAA!" I thought to myself as I fucked the stud and fucked him hard.
Visions of Slim Pickens slapping his 10 gallon hat from side to side while riding a "30 megaton new-clee-are warhead" dropped from a B-52 in Dr. Strangelove filled my head as Hunk thrust upwards off the bench, slamming as hard into me as I was into him. Ah, that cock felt so good fucking my pussy hard and fast and in no time at all I felt his cock welling up inside me to shoot more man goo, this time inside my raw steaming fuck hole. Yummy.
Why I didn't think of using a condom, I'll never know. No matter; I was on birth control a well.


Collapsing on Hunk for a minute or two to catch my breath, I allowed his cock to stay inside me instead of climbing off. I love that feeling of a dick inside me as it becomes disengaged, and I've never understood why a guy wants to get off you as fast as he can after orgasm.

Getting up off Hunk, I discreetly wiped his sperm as it now dribbled down my leg, and dressing quickly got ready to make a discrete exit.

"I hope you enjoyed your workout today" I said as I picked up my purse to leave.

Hunk had placed his forearm over his head, and removed it to look at me. "Yes, I most certainly did, but I don't understand why you were here".

"Just call it a helping hand from a friend, ok? Now I have to get back to my office because there's an Aurora property in White Sands I have to look at." I said using a certain code phrase as I adjusted myself in the mirror.

"Xenon gas can be harmful if burned improperly" came the response.
I turned back to look at Hunk who now had his head in his hands and was sobbing lightly.
"What's the matter hon?" I asked.
"Oh GOD, what have I gotten myself into." he said between sobs. "They work me mercilessly and don't even let me leave the building without an escort. Oh shit, its just that this HARP thing has got me so tied up inside because of what it can DO that.." his voice trailed off.

Just then I heard a door open on the other side of the locker room and someone called out "Maintenance man." in a deep voice, followed by the squeak of wheels from what I presumed was a mop bucket.

Not wanting to be seen in the men's locker room, I bent down and kissed the Hunk on the top of the head, told him that it would be all right, and beat a hasty retreat before the janitor could see me. I guess we paralleled each other as I left, as I never saw him.
The last thing I heard before I left the locker room was a soft 'pop' followed by a thump, and never thought about it until many years later.
Getting back on the elevator, I made sure to hit the correct button this time and making it to the lobby while trying to remain anonymous and uninteresting, turned in my card to the security guard and walked out and away from that creepy building as fast as I could, the Hunk's cum still gooshing around in my pussy.
Thank god I wasn't too far away from my condo and a hot shower after such good hot sex.

Little did I know that this was just the beginning of the story.

In time, I'll tell you the rest.
In time. In time.


After note: Thanks to "Kyle" for sneaking out the surveillance photos without Ben or anyone finding out after you found them. You're a real pro, and I owe you one.

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