The kitchen sink needed fixing, so I had a plumber come to the house. He was handsome and built, and he couldn't take his eyes off my big tits. When I called my husband to discuss the work he proposed, he started playing with my tits. As we handed the phone back and forth to explain the repair with my husband, the plumber's cock got sucked and my pussy got blasted....all without my husband getting wise to it.
My husband and I live in Sperry, OK, which is a small town just outside of Tulsa. We have a quaint little house in a quiet neighborhood, which is just about perfect for the two of us. Several months ago the plumbing in our kitchen started acting up. Ken, my husband, told me to call a plumber and have someone come to the house to see what was wrong. The plumbing company told me they were sending Travis, an experienced repairman, so I could be confident that he’d take care of me.
Being mid-summer it was already hot in Oklahoma, and would get even hotter by the afternoon, so I was trying to stay cool in a short summer dress that buttoned down the front, with no bra or panties underneath. I spent most summer days around the house like this, so didn’t really give it much thought. But I probably should have known that my dress was a bit too short to be going commando, and a bit too thin to be going bra-less….especially given my big, 35E breasts.
It was about 10 am when Travis arrived, so my husband had already left for work. No problem….I let Travis in and showed him to the kitchen where the plumbing issue was. I couldn’t ignore the appreciative glances he kept throwing at my swaying tits underneath my summer dress as we walked from the front door to the kitchen. I also couldn’t help but notice that Travis was a fairly attractive guy who obviously stayed in good shape for someone in his late thirties. He was wearing a company shirt and loose khakis, and once I saw him ogling my boobs, I couldn’t help but glance at the growing bulge in his shorts. It was big! I smiled to myself as I explained the problem we were having under the kitchen sink.
Travis listened to the symptoms I described, then opened the cabinets under the sink and crawled halfway in, checking out the connectors between the dishwasher, garbage disposal and main sink. As he lay there on his back with his head, arms and chest hidden by the counter, I took my time checking out the package between his legs. I was a bit surprised to notice that his shorts had ridden up on his thighs and the head of his long shaft was actually sticking about an inch below the bottom of his loose shorts. As he poked and jostled around under the sink cabinet, his shorts kept riding up his thigh even further, and after a few minutes I could see a full 2 inches of his cock hanging below the hem of his shorts.
I stood next to the counter as he checked out the leaking pipes, and when he had figured it out, he pulled his head from under the cabinet to tell me what the problem was. His eyes focused immediately under my dress, and onto my bare pussy lips between my slightly spread legs. He continued eyeing my crotch as he told me I had three different issues causing the leaks under the sink. As he explained the problem, I glanced over to his crotch and noticed that his shaft had grown and was now sticking out past the hem of his shorts by at least 4 inches, and starting to strain against the fabric trying to hold it in. I couldn’t help but notice that my pussy was getting moist, and my nipples were getting stiff, causing bumps to appear through the thin material of my dress.
When he finished explaining the leak issues he’d found, I told him we needed to call my husband to see how he wanted this handled. He agreed, and we both stepped into the family room to make the call. I sat on one side of the sofa, with my elbow resting on the arm of the couch as I called Ken at the office. As soon as Ken answered, I began describing the problem, as Travis had relayed it to me. As this conversation got going, I looked over at Travis, who was standing next to where I sat on the couch, and with a sly grin on his face, he unzipped his fly and fished out his growing cock. My eyebrows shot up, and I looked from his prick up to Travis’ eyes and back again to his dick. It was huge! It wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was already about 9” long, and looked to be very thick.
I surprised myself, and maybe Travis, too, when I didn’t say anything about this to Ken. Instead, I just kept discussing the plumbing issues Travis had found, while keeping my eyes focused on the massive pole Travis had gripped in his hand. Taking this as a green light, Travis stepped closer and actually stuck the tip of his semi-hard cock into my mouth as I was listening to Ken’s response. I kind of surprised myself even more by taking Travis’ cock deeper into my mouth and quietly sucking on it while Ken was talking. When I needed to respond to a question Ken asked, I pulled Travis’ prick from my mouth with my hand, and started stroking it as I answered Ken.
At one point Ken asked to speak with Travis, so I handed the phone up to him as I continued jerking his cock with my other hand. As Ken asked Travis for more details, I put Travis’ now fully erect dick back into my mouth, bobbing my head back and forth on it, as I pumped the shaft with my hand. Travis looked down at me and smiled as he continued answering Ken’s questions. Then, as he held the phone in his left hand, he reached down with his right hand and unbuttoned the buttons on my sundress, allowing my big tits to tumble out. While he provided more details to Ken on the phone, he massaged my boobs with his free hand, occasionally pinching my stiffening nipples. Meanwhile I kept jerking his shaft, while I sucked on the head of his cock deep in my mouth.
In a surprise move, Travis pulled his stiff rod out of my mouth, pulled my unbuttoned dress off, and turned me around so that my naked ass and pussy were facing him, and my arms and shoulders were facing the back of the sofa….all while continuing his explanations to Ken on the phone. With his free hand he lined up the head of his 10” rod with my drenched pussy lips and, with a huge thrust, shoved his rock hard cock deep into my cunt. I stifled a groan as he started ramming his shaft into and out of my wet pussy, hitting all the right spots with his massive member. In a perfect example of terrible timing, Ken asked Travis to hand the phone back to me. So, as I knelt on the sofa, with my vagina being hammered from behind, while my heavy tits swung wildly beneath me, I listened to Ken tell me what he’d agreed to have Travis do.
“So, do you have all that, Monica?” Ken asked.
Trying desperately not to let him hear my grunts and moans, I said, “Yeah….I think I got all of it.”
Meanwhile, Travis had picked up the pace and was slamming his cock into my pussy with abandon. I stuffed my hand in my mouth as an amazing orgasm ripped through my body. Ken was telling me which bank account to pay the plumbing bill with, and (fortunately) didn’t sense that I was creaming all over Travis’ huge dick as he spoke. As I was trying to quietly enjoy my climax, Travis suddenly grabbed my hips, shoved his prick as far into me as it would go and exploded inside me, sending ropes of cum deep into my cunt. Fortunately, he only let out a low growl as he ejaculated, which Ken didn’t hear on his end of the phone, since he was still talking.
Travis finished pumping his seed into my pussy, then just continued slowly sliding his softening dick in and out of my dripping wet cunt as we both caught our breath. Once Ken had told me everything he needed me to do, we both said our goodbyes, “I love you’s”, and ended the call.
Travis and I looked at each other and smiled….”Holy shit, that was great!” he said.
“I know, right?” I said.
He said, “OK, I’ve got to get to work now”, and he walked into the kitchen with his dick still hanging out of his khaki’s, swinging back and forth as he walked, like he didn’t have a care in the world.
I put my dress back on and buttoned just the bottom two buttons, leaving my bare tits to wobble and swing as I followed Travis into the kitchen. I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of my unfettered boobs bouncing around after I’ve orgasmed, so this was adding to my post-climax pleasure. As Travis stuck his head and shoulders back under the sink, I took a towel and cleaned the mix of cum and pussy juices from my dripping snatch, then watched him work his plumbing magic as we chatted. I couldn’t help myself…..my eyes kept locking onto his spent cock, still hanging out of his shorts and draped across one thigh, as he lay on his back working under the sink.
After a few minutes I moved from standing by the counter to sitting on the floor next to his hips. I reached over with my hand and began gently stroking his flaccid shaft, occasionally toying a little with the big mushroom head. Travis moaned in appreciation and spread his legs a little, but otherwise just kept working on the sink. After a few minutes of jerking his dick like this, the temptation got the better of me, and I leaned over and sucked the tip of his prick into my mouth. I began sliding my head up and down on his cock, feeling it stiffen in my hands and mouth. Travis’ moans got a little louder, and in no time he was fully erect again. I continued pumping his shaft with my hand and sucking the tip of his dick with my mouth for several minutes, enjoying the noises Travis was making from inside the sink cabinet.
Suddenly, Travis caught his breath, pushed his rock hard rod deep into my mouth, and shot a massive load of cum down my throat, rocking his hips in rhythm with my pumping hand as he did. He kept shoving his hips into my face, over and over, as he continued shooting streams of jizzm into my mouth. I swallowed his entire load, sucking and licking his cock clean when he was finally done cumming. Afterwards I entertained myself by fondling and stroking Travis’ flaccid cock as he continued working on the problems with the sink.
When he was finally done, I wrote him a check for his work, then went with him to the front door….me toying with his dangling dick, and him playing with my tits while we walked. At the door, I shoved his cock back inside his khaki’s and pulled up his zipper, while he gave my boobs a final squeeze before slipping them back inside my dress and buttoning me up.
I said, “That was amazing, Travis…..I really enjoyed it.” With a smile, I added, “But, honestly, I hope we never have to call you again.”
He laughed and said, “I totally get that. I hope you don’t need to call me again, either.”
As I closed the door behind him, I smiled and thought to myself, “I definitely know who I’ll call the next time my plumbing needs some attention.”
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