Busy pool cleaner guy makes his rounds. (open thread)

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It’s sexual encounters like this with older women that makes me come un-glued! The taboo of having sex with a married woman, and an older woman that is still something of an authority figure to an 18 kid. But it’s mostly having an encounter with a more experienced lady. I’ve learned a lot about how to pleasure women from encounters with older women; that’s why I’m so “popular” with the younger ladies at school!

Donna’s expertly strokes my hard cock, and I know that she knows just what she’s doing. I feel that I’m at her control—after all she has my cock in her hand—and I don’t dare make an unexpected move! Just then I sense that Donna is at her edge. In my delusion I heard Donna moan, but my attention is diverted when she rested her head, tenderly, on my shoulder and I felt her lags give out. I knew she was cumming!

Now I feel by body start to lose control. I feel it start from my molested cock and the feeling travels over my body, and I start to tremble, and my eyes role back into my head. Knowing that women like to hear their name; I groin “Ohh Donna” as I cum. I look down just in time to see my cum erupting from my cock and mixing in the pool water. It forms a milky cloud, then dissipates.

As I recover I softly, say her name again “Donna”. I look into her eyes. Her hand is still on my throbbing cock and my finger is still deep in her sex. I look into her eyes and wonder what sexual experiences she could teach a young boy like me, and what erotic fetishes she may have. Does she cheat on her husband all the time? Do they have an “open” relationship? Does she “like” other women—or girls too? My heart started to pound thinking of the possibilities!

 

[showdolly]

(LOL Sorry... I fixed it. Just a typo thing... Where did you want it to go from here? Lame post, I'll edit once I know what's next. LOL)

 

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OOC,
I’d like to restart this on going thread. I’m looking for a lady to play a sexy older married and board lady looking for some fun, or a sexually spirited teenaged girl (daughter of rich parents).

 

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anotehr bump

 

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I’d like to try to restart this thread. At this time I’d like to invite a lady to play a rich and board wife. Please read the first post .

 

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I was driving up to the Brown residence. Mr. Brown is a rich layer, but it comes at a cost. Mrs. Brown mentioned to me a few times that her husband works late into the night or has to go out of town on business for days on end. If I let my imagination get away from me I’d swear that Mrs. Brown was coming on to me. It wouldn’t be the first time that I fooled around with the lady of the house, maybe it shows. Mrs. Brown always treats me nicely, offering me a lemonade, a sweet smile, a nice tip during the holiday session, but the best teat of all is when she decides to ware her skimpy bikini while I’m working on the pool.

I pulled up to the Brown residence and park my truck. I get out of the truck and start to collect the vacuum hose and the chemical box; this usually causes some noise, but I try to keep it quiet. I open the garden gate and walk to the pool area. No one is there, but I wonder if Mrs. Brown is in side.

OOC:
Looking for a lady to play Mrs. Brown.

 

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I’d like to try to restart this thread. It could be seductive, kinky, just a fling…all ok with me. All I ask is for a lady to write with originality.

SA

 

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bump...

 

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I'd like to restart this tread. Any ladies intrested?

 

[sail away]

I'd like to restart this tread. Any ladies intrested?

 

[Kaleen]

((OOC character background: early 30's, 5'3” , slender build-curves in all the right places, red hair, divorcee after 2 year battle for alimony and her freedom from a very controlling and wealthy man, just moved in and in process of unpacking and moving on))

:Thinking to myself:

It has been a long and hard fought battle. Maybe he will think before he treats another the way he treated me. Rolling my eyes and shaking my head, laughing at myself. Of course not!!! He thinks he is God's gift to the world!! Boy was he angry when the judge awarded me that generous alimony and divorce settlement. I look around the room to my new home and wonder where to begin?
“I know, the first box opened is the one with the stereo!” I say out loud, as if the walls or someone was there listening. I turn to the walls and tell them they will hear a lot. I do tend to talk to myself, having spent the entire 5 years of my marriage talking to a brick wall. I open the box and set up the stereo and then find a nice rock staitoon to listen to as I unpack.

The day moves along and I get many things arranged and boxes emptied when I come across the box with the baby stuff. I sit in the middle of the floor, remembering the night he pushed me down the stairs, causing the death of our baby. No....MY baby! THAT was the last straw....I could handle the verbal abuse and neglect, the rough sex. He took away the one thing that I had for me. I reported what he had done, he denied it of course, but the evidence was all there. He never touched me again. No one has. I set the tiny little frilly dress back in the box and close it again. The tears falling freely now, some in sorrow, some in pain, but most in anger. I put the box in the garage and then pour myself a cocktail to calm my nerves. It is beautiful outside and I take my drink and go out onto the pool deck to check out the view of the ocean from my home. The view is fantastic, but I think I have had enough of memory lane and decide to tick out my pool. Dipping my feet into the water, it seems warm enough, but as my feet kick and stir it up, the water becomes very dirty. I pull my feet out and wander back inside to find the phone book. Opening it up to the business section, I begin to look for pool cleaners. Finding one that advertises same-day service for new customers, I take out my cell and dial the number.
“Speedy Pool Service?.....is someone available to come tonight still?....I just moved in and my pool in bad shape.....you're sure it is no trouble?.....his name is Erik, tell him to knock and come in the front door. I will be expecting him. Thank you very much.” After giving her my address, she says it may be an hour or so, so I make another drink and go back to unpacking.

 

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New customer

Meanwhile – across town at the Robin residences.

“OH, Erik fuck my ass like the whore I AM!”

I was at my last call for the day and was taking advantage of the time left in the day – as well as Mrs. Robin! I was too engrossed in ramming my respectable 9 inch rod up into Mrs. Robin’s bowels to be concerned of the neighbors hearing her grunts and screams. I had her over the backyard picknek table – lags wide a part – pinning her arms over her head – and ramming my cock in and out of her ass. With each full thrust I would slam my cock completely into her warm rectum and she would grunt and squeal, and my balls would slam against her full ass. Fortunately – or unfortunately depending on your point of view – Mrs. Robin started using lube and a but plug before my weekly visits. In the previous weeks I was not able to get my cock completely in ass – mostly to the disappointment of Mrs. Robin!

“OH GOD ERIK!! USE ME!! USE MY ASS!!”

I had every intention of complying with my customer’s wishes – and I did! Mrs. Robin is the rich bitch trophy wife of a rich lawyer. Mrs. Robin clames that her husband is “conservative” when it comes to sex so she eagerly waits for my weekly visits to give her sexual release.

“OH GOD ERIK I…I…CUMING!” – was all she could say.

I continued thrusting into this rich bitch as I felt my own powerful cum welling up. Just then my cell phone rang! Fuck that I said to myself…that can wait! And I continued ramming my rod into Mrs. Robin’s ass as I erupted deep in her bowels.

“OH GOD ERIK…YES…I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME!”

I stood there with my cock still logged in my customer’s ass as we both started to recuperate from our lust. I thought that I better answer the phone as it was probably my boss. With my cock still in Mrs. Robin and hearing her breathing starting to return to normal – I opened my phone and took the call. As I expected it was Sally the secretary.

“Hope I didn’t get you at a bad time!”, Sally said with a smirk in her voice. I had to grin! Sally and I have been doing it for months and she knows full well about the “personal” serves that I give to the lady customers. I pulled out of Mrs. Robin as Sally told me about the new customer. ‘Oh…crap!’ I thought. ‘I thought my day was over with the Robin residences.’ “Ok…yea…about an hour…ok I’ll be there.

Mrs. Robin rolled over and asked me if I had to go already and I confirmed that I did. She didn’t see very happy about that. I looked around for my close that were strun around the back yard with Mrs. Robin’s bikini parts and her but plug.

As I left the Robin’s pool area I waved and said “See you next week Mrs. Robin.” Mrs. Robin just stood there naked, a smirk on her face, and licking her but plug.

…………………..

Later I drove to the new address, parked the truck in front of the nice looking house, walked up to the front door and rang the bell.

 

[Kaleen]

The bell rings and I yell to come on in. I am standing on a chair, leaning to hammer a nail into the wall to hang some of my family pictures. The midriff tee has raised and my bare breasts are barely covered by the fabric. The cut-off jeans I have on give my legs a lean and longer (than they are) look. I turn my head towards the door as Erik comes in. He is a very good looking young man, I think to myself as I look him from head-to-toe. “Erik, right? I am Miss Monroe, Katie Monroe. If you give me a second I will show you the pool area.” I replace the extra nails in between my lips and turn to finish pounding in the nail I had begun. The hammer struck the nail off-center and sent it shooting back at me. As I ducked out of the path, I lost my footing on the chair and began to fall....

 

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…”Lucky think I was here.”

Just after ringing the bell I hear a lady’s voice saying to come in. I open the front door and start to announce myself, but I’m taken aback by “view” that presents it self to me! Damn! For a mature lady she dresses and looks like some of the hot babes on campuses! Looks like she works hard to keep her body in shape too! And what a view from my perspective! With her arms raise to hammer in the nail I can see part of her full ‘rack’ peeking from under her high cut flimsy top.

I wasn’t really listing to Miss. Monroe’s welcome, but I quickly broke out of my simi-trance by replying, “Oh…Yea…I’m Erik from Speedy Pool Service.”. I stand there looking her over and say, “Um…no hurry.”, I wonder if she picked up on the double meaning. I started walking to Miss Monroe and was about to ask if she needed some help, but just then the nail went flying off and so did she! I ran a few …things seemed to be going in slow motion…this’ll be close!…She was falling but first...I reached out my arms and she landed in them.

After the initial shock, and relief that I prevented a potently bad accident, I surveyed that fine lady resting in my arms. Toned abbs and lags…and the thin cotton top strained to conceal her firm breasts. I could clearly make out her budding nipples too. I smiled and, not conserned about putting her down just yet, said…”Lucky think I was here.” I again wondered if Miss Monroe picked up on the double meaning.

OOC: Sorry for not post sooner, I usualy only have time to post once or twice a week.

 

[Kaleen]

I smile at my rescuer and nod. I am grateful he was there. I can feel his muscular arms and hope he can not feel my heart race. It races more from his proximity, then from fear. Slowly I lift my arm to brush back my hair, lifting the half-cropped tee higher, now exposing my breasts. I blush slightly but do not lower my arm. I search his eyes and face for a reaction. Do I follow the instinct to kiss his luscious lips? I do long for the touch of a man. I bite my lip softly then lick them.....slowly....waiting for him.

 

[Kaleen]

OOC

Sorry SA, been almost 2 months-moved on
K

 

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the Mackenzie residence

OOC:
I’d like to fire up this thread again. As you can see, this thread is one subplot after another. A subplot runs for a while then Erik moves on to the next customer. In this next subplot I’m looking for a character as follows: a blond, sexy, “model” body, lady. She’s the wife of a rich business man and she teaches dance or aerobics or does fitness training.

IC:
I was looking forward to visiting the Mackenzie residence again. They are a new customer, and this would be only my third visit. Damn that Mrs. Mackenzie has a body! I guess it comes from all that working out and teaching aerobics that she mentioned before. My dirty mind started working and I wondered what she was like in bed. She looked and acted like a lady with a high level of confidence.

I drove up to the Mackenzie residence and parked. I pulled out my water test kit and proceeded to enter the pool area from the back gate.

 

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bump, looking for a lady to SRP

 

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After a half an hour of vacuuming the pool, in the hot sun, and refilling the chlorinator, I still saw no sign of anyone in the house. Guess Mrs. Mackenzie was out somewhere. Then I remembered…oh…that’s right! I think she said that she teaches aerobics this time in the morning. “Damn” I thought…”I wonder what it would be like having a babe like that for an instructor!”

I started to collect my equipment and get ready to go to my next job site.

OOC:
Still looking for a lady to play Mrs. Mackenzie

 

[sail away]

I was driving to the next client, the Peterson residence, just a short drive away. The Peterson’s daughter is one hot babe! A sweet blond who likes to tease. She gives me a wink or flaunts her bikini at me, …but only when her parents are not at home. As I drive up to there house, I wonder what “game” she’s going to play with me this time! - I smile, and open the gate to the pool area.

OOC: Still looking for a lady to play in this nice little SRP

 

[Cherubian]

As the rays of the morning sun shone through the window eighteen year old Clarence Peterson stood in front of her large mirror, examining her naked form. There was not much to complain about, at 5'7" with a perfect 32-24-36DD and an angelic face, long blonde hair and a light tan.

One thing irked her, though, and that was that it seemed she was developing slight tan lines. She had to do something about that. Fortunately her parents had just left for a month-long vacation, leaving the house completely to herself. Except for the cleaning woman that came for two hours every other day and the pool cleaner. She had to smile as she remembered how she had teased him in the past. She would up the stakes today, those tan lines had priority.

So she took a book she had to read for her literature class, a bottle of suntan lotion, wrapped a towel around her and walked down to the pool. Once there she placed the towel on a nearby chair, laid down on her belly on the sunlounger and started to read. There were three yard high hedges all around the property, so she was not afraid of any random peeping tom getting a glance of her naked ass.

 

[sail away]

OOC: I haven’t done anything with this thread since last year, but I’d like to get it restarted. This is bacikly and open thread. I play the college age pool cleaner kid going from one house to the other cleaning pools in an up-scale neighborhood. I’m looking for ladies to jump in to do a seen.

IC:
I just finished my lunch brake and was driving to my next job. The boss wouldn’t spring for trucks with AC so I was getting sweaty. Standing in the hot sun cleaning pools didn’t appeal to me much ether! I pulled up to my next job, the Park residence. There’re a nice family. Mr. Park is a doctor and Mrs. Park is a real state agent. Their daughter, Sandy, is friendly too. She’s a college student to, and home for the summer.

I park the little red “Speedy Pool” truck at the curb and get out my cleaning equipment. I walk up to the patio entrance and knock on the tall wooden gate and announce myself, “Speedy Pool cleaner!”

 

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OOC;
This is an ongoing thread about the adventures one of “Speedy Pool” cleaner’s employee’s, Erik (played by me (sail away)), a college student, as he goes from home to home cleaning swimming pools in an upscale neighborhood. He is tall, fit and young—and he finds ‘adventure’ in his job.

IC:
There was no answer, so I let myself in. I assumed that all of the members’ of the Park residence were out so I started my routine of testing the water and vacuuming the pool. I tested the chemical level of the water and found that the chlorine level was very low. This could be do to a lot of use or the chlorine was empty, or both. I smirked a bit and wondered if there was a big pool party recently.

I added some chlorine and checked the chlorinator. Next I went back to the truck to get the vacuuming equipment. Once at the truck I took off my T-shirt because it was hot. Technically the boss does not like this, but since there’s no one home…how’ll know!

When I got back to the pool...

OOC: Looking for a lady to pick it up from here...

 

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***bump***

 

[Slave Master]

***bump***

mmmm

Almost the end of Summer and I need to organise to replace the current pool maintenance company ... long story


Katie