He was the kind of guy guys like me lust after. The darkly handsome handyman who worked around the neighborhood. Every job he seemed to do brought him closer and closer, and the desire between us had grown too powerful to deny. I wanted to experience riding him, so when the tension between us broke and I made my move he could not help but catch me in his strong arms and fill me with an arresting, wild intensity that unleashed something primal inside of me. His hand gripped my hips as I rode him, and his passion unleashed mine – taking me into a realm of desire so pure, so raw, it left me shaking and wanting more.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Handyman: My Introduction to His Desired Plunder
- 2. All My Assets On Display: Riding His Probing Hands
- 3. Making Pain Into Pleasure: Taking His Thrusts of Passion
- 4. Unleashed and Raw: The Unforgettable Aftermath
- Closing Remarks
1. The Handyman: My Introduction to His Desired Plunder
He was more than just a handyman. To me, he was a beacon of intrigue, an unknown awaiting to be explored. His piercing eyes grew darker as I made my way to him, revealing a much more formidable figure than I had first believed. I continued my approach, and with that, my nerves, making my heat skip loudly with each passing second.
Soon, I was standing before him, mere inches away, one foot propped on the bench as my gaze shifted downward. His “tools” – from the fix-it goods to the goods of pleasure – were on clear display. I was mesmerized by just how attractive and inviting he was. His stamina and vigor were evident in the tightness of his shorts and the swell of his mountainside chest.
We set to work, though not in the way that one might expect. He began to explore me with an intense determination that defined further both his wants and needs. His strong hands moved ever closer as he backed me against the brick wall, my heat melting in anticipation. We moved in beautiful unison, his skin colliding with mine as though choreographed. I relinquished my wants and needs to him, no longer my own as we pushed forth.
I basked in his dominance as my body erupted, my screams echoing throughout the alley, uncontrolled and completely liberating. I’d found my answers in the hands of the handyman. The plunder I’d desired, had been unearthed.
2. All My Assets On Display: Riding His Probing Hands
I let my guard down completely, repeating the sweet pleasure and glorious release of our last encounter in my head. His probing fingers explored and investigated my body, my inner most places, vibrating me through my hips and back and understanding my needs and desires every step of the way. His broad, calloused hands softly caressed my body in all the best places, firing up memories from before and sending a flurry of tingles and thrills through my whole being.
- His thumb ran up the back of my thigh, clocking the contours of my muscles like satellite images.
- His mouth moved over my neck and collarbone, muffling my moans as I dug my fingers into his back.
- His hips pressed into me,control and submission, freedom and intimacy, like a perfect fusion in an endless sequence.
The experience was intense: thundering yet calming, a rollercoaster of emotions. He had unlocked something within me, something I never knew existed. His experience and expertise was as clear as glass, as he kept pushing the boundaries and pushing me to a new level of pleasure and feelings. My body moved in perfect unison with his and our connection was ever present and profound until all became quiet. His probing hands had shown me beauty, joy and love.
3. Making Pain Into Pleasure: Taking His Thrusts of Passion
I stepped back, pressing my front against his chest as he kissed me with the hunger of a fully satisfied man. His hands opened up a world of pleasure, his fingertips caressing my jawline while his other hand moved down to cup my body, dragging my back tight against the warm crook of his elbow. The sensation of his touch alone made my heart race and a dizzying thrill shot through my bloodstream. He took in my body, a voyeur of my curves with a mouthful of promises.
And then he thrust, his body pushing up into me with powerful force. Initially it hurt a bit but that only intensified my pleasure. I growled and gasped, biting into his luxuriously manly shoulders as my hands glided down his torso, massaging his skin as I mutually gave into every one of his passionate movements. Together, we took that pain and spun it into pleasure with both of us completely enthralled. His tendencies of keen intensity only sharpened as he clinged to me with a wild desperation. His withheld hunger gave me an unexplainable strength and I yelled and screamed out his name. “Ohhh!” I felt energy ripple through our passionate embrace and when those waves of pleasure finally came to an end, we both knew we had taken something physical and made it into something mind-blowing.
4. Unleashed and Raw: The Unforgettable Aftermath
The Unforgettable Aftermath
In the aftermath of our passionate encounter, there was nothing left to do but lay there, still entwined in each other and panting with exhaustion. I felt as if I’d been through some sort of physical and emotional gauntlet and come out the other side powerfully satiated. Lying in his arms, I felt a profound sense of satisfaction, completeness, and connection unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
As I relished in the afterglow of our passion, I ran my hands down his sweat soaked body, savoring every ridge and flex of muscle. We lay intertwined in some kind of ethereal bliss for what seemed like an eternity, before eventually finding the energy to speak. He looked over at me with love in his eyes and it was then that I realized I had unleashed something in us both that we could never take back.
- We shared a pleasure and an intimacy I never thought possible
- His salty sweat tasted like the sweetest nectar
- His body quaked with pleasure and it felt like I could ride it forever
- We stared deeply into each other’s eyes and shared a moment of supreme bliss
- I was exhausted, but deeply satisfied and fulfilled
Closing Remarks
As the night came to an end, I left the Handyman sated, and I can honestly say that this was one of the most pleasurable, intense sexual experiences of my life. Who knew a random encounter with the neighborhood handyman could be so raw and electrifying? All I wanted to do now was look forward to the next one. I turned around one last time with a smile and thanked him for this unique and special experience, and off I went, reliving each moment of pleasure every step of the way.