Riding The Handyman Wild And Raw
I had never been with a handyman before. But, I was feeling reckless and unafraid and I wanted to experience something wild and unimaginable. His strong, tanned hands and well-defined body caused my curiosity to pique. My imagination ran away with me and I followed him into the dark, forbidden places inside me that I had never ventured before- eager to find out what was on the other side.
The thrill of the unknown combined with the carnal anticipation of his passionate touch made my heart race. I could feel the warmth of his hands on my body, and I wanted more. I wanted to surrender to his touch and taste every inch of his hard, smooth skin. I wanted to feel what it was like to be taken by a handyman- raw, wild, and without any rules.
Table of Contents
- 1. An Adrenaline Ride With the Handyman
- 2. Experiencing the Handyman’s Wild Skills
- 3. Indulging in the Sweetest Ecstasy
- 4. Letting Loose with the Handyman’s Raw Passion
- In Summary
1. An Adrenaline Ride With the Handyman
My body quivered with anticipation as my neighbor, the handyman, Christoffer, knocked at my door. For weeks, I’d thought of the pleasure I’d receive from him plunging deep inside me. Completely entranced by the sight of his strong body and his tanned skin, I wanted him in every way and I wasn’t disappointed when I finally had him.
He took me with a hunger that I had never felt before, his hands roaming and exploring every inch of my body, his tongue tracing circles around my nipples and up my chest as his thrusts increased in intensity. I was on the edge of need and pleasure, moaning with desire as his manhood filled me until I was completely satisfied. Our bodies glistened with sweat as we lay in one another’s arms, a perfect elixir of sexual pleasure and adrenaline coursing through our veins.
We caressed and kissed each other after, savoring the heat of skin on skin as we moved our hips together. When we climaxed again, our lovemaking shaking the bed and our screams echoing through the room. We were both exhausted from riding wild and raw, but completely satisfied.
2. Experiencing the Handyman’s Wild Skills
I couldn’t believe my luck when I stumbled across Kenny’s online ad. A certified handyman with more than a few tricks up his sleeve? Count me in!
My place was firing on all cylinders with Kenny’s skillful hands and dextrous wisdom. He ran his hands and tools expertly around the cranky hinges, teetering surfaces and crooked walls. His mastery with his boyish smile sparked an unexpected feeling within me.
Soon enough we moved on to more pleasurable pursuits. He stripped out of his utilities and I felt his hot body pressed against mine as we swapped passionate kiss after passionate kiss. His lips moved hungrily down my neck and to my chest. His touch teased out sparks of pleasure and desire deep within me. His experienced hands roamed my body, expertly exploring each crevice before finally making their way down further. Before I knew it, my pleasure was rising as I rode the wild waves of ecstasy Kenny unleashed.
My desire for him only increased as I attacked his mouth with my own before painlessly letting him get to work, sliding his thick hardness inside my tight back entrance. He made me moan and curse in pleasure as he moved inside me. His enthusiasm was intoxicating and with each thrust I quickly approached my climax. His hot breath rushed over my neck as he increased his intensity and before I knew it I tumbled over the edge and into a deep abyss of wonderful pleasure.
When I came to, I could still feel Kenny inside me, gently thrusting and murmuring words of love and appreciation against my skin. We did not speak. We did not need to. His wild skills spoke volumes, and I was content.
3. Indulging in the Sweetest Ecstasy
Pleasuring Upstairs
The scent of him lingered through my nostrils and punch-drunk on desire I barely remained upright. With a coy smirk he straddled me, taking complete control as he maneuvered my body into submission. His hands, rough and calloused, explored every inch of me, like a map of pleasure that had no end. I moaned involuntarily, each twist of his fingers leaving me dizzy and thrusting towards endless ecstasy.
Passion Unleashed
Unable to contain my arousal any longer, I eagerly flipped him over. His muscles were rigid, the evidence of anticipation and anticipation dancing in his eyes. Enraptured by lust, I began an uncontrolled assault. Making Messy love, my teeth biting and exploring his flesh until he begged for more. I tasted every bit of him as our skin touched mid-air, releasing moans of pleasure with every touch. The rhythm building as I thrust inside him with pleasure and passion both too exquisite to deny.
4. Letting Loose with the Handyman’s Raw Passion
In His Firm Grip
His strong arms, hard and taut, crush around me in an embrace like no other. His manly aroma intensifies our sensual embrace, as I tremble with anticipation of what is to come. His scruffy cheeks scratch my own, and the warmth of his breath against my neck sends shivers of pleasure down my spine.
The sensation of his calloused palms running over my body, leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched, is indescribable. His fingertips dug in hungrily, searching, exploring my flesh with renewed vigor and relentless passion. His touch soaks into me, driving away all self-consciousness and hesitation. I’m left in his firm grip, eagerly looking for whatever comes next.
My body yearned for more as he grabbed my hips with an almost violent passion. He pulls me into a frenzied kiss, and I can taste the excitement in his saliva. His rugged lips move along mine with intensity, sending waves of pleasure surging through me. He wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my neck.
- His manly aroma intensifies our embrace.
- The sensation of his calloused palms running over my body.
- His rugged lips move with intensity, sending waves of pleasure surging through me.
The soft growl that escaped him as he pulled me closer inflamed my insatiable desire. I feel like I’m riding on a wave of pleasure, unable to control the sturdy motions of the handyman’s raw passion. And I want it to never end.
In Summary
He pushed his hips up into me as I rode him wild and raw like a horse. With each thrust, I felt myself getting closer as the red hot pleasure started to build. We rode and rode, each thrust pushing us closer and closer together until finally I felt it – the engulfing wave of pleasure that overtook us both. As we lay spent and sated, the smell of sweaty sex filled the air and a satisfied smile opened up across my face. Riding the handyman wild and raw had been a wild and unforgettable experience, one that I wouldn’t soon forget.
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