"Oh, what a beautiful morning..." (closed)

Matt was slowly stroking his cock as he enjoyed the show of a lifetime. The way that the blonde was moaning told Matt that Angel was very talented with her mouth. As he watched he imagined himself on the bed behind Angel, kissing her luscious ass cheeks while slowly peeling off her bikini bottom. Then caressing her ass with his big hands while eating her out from behind while she licked her friends pussy. He imagined she tasted sweet like berries.

Matt froze like a deer in the headlights when Angel looked right over at the door. He began to panic wondering if she saw him or not. ‘There is no way right? I didn’t turn the light on.’ He thought to himself to try and calm down. Then once the blonde heard he would be coming over she began to panic. ‘Well, so much for my threesome fantasy.’ He thought to himself.

All of the sudden Angel was making her way towards the door. Now it was Matt’s turn to panic. His pants around his ankles there was no way he would run out in time. He grabbed his pants and tried pulling them up fast enough but his big hard cock made that difficult. He couldn’t get it away in time so when the door opened his back was against the wall with his pants almost all the way up. The first couple inches from his base were hidden under the waistband of his pants but the remaining length ran up along his abs from the outside of his shirt.

Frozen in panic he stood there and looked at Angel when she entered. He stood there in silence and his cheeks were flushed red after being discovered by the teen.
 
Angel's lips widened into a delighted smile as she caught Matt with his pants literally down. She gave his raging hard-on a good long stare before pushing the door open just a bit more and saying to the other woman, "See? We're all alone."

She was about to return to the bedroom when a devilish idea came to her. She stepped farther inside, telling Jennifer, "I have to pee."

She closed the door behind her, smiling to Matt; he was the literal definition of a deer frozen in the headlights, with the unzipped sides of his pants in both hands, up his thighs more than they had been but with his cock and balls still very much on display.

"Would you like me to finish you, Matt?" Angel whispered, even as she was already dropping to her knees on the soft bath mat. She wasn't close enough to reach out and take hold of him, though; he would have to step forward, putting in his part of the offer. Licking her lips conspicuously, Angel whispered, "You know, if you don't think your wife would mind."
 
When Angel stepped into the bathroom and closed the door Matt’s heart was racing. He would have tried to cover up his cock but she already seen it there was no point. To his surprise she dropped to her knees a few feet in front of him and asked if he wanted her to finish him off. What felt like an eternity of thought processing, which was only a few seconds in reality, Matt came to the conclusion that it technically isn’t sex if she just uses her mouth.

Matt was too turned on to think logically and he let go of his pants and they fell back down. Matt took a couple steps forward and his big, long, throbbing cock sprung forward and bobbed with each step he took. His thick manhood pointed towards Angel but hung downward slightly from the weight of his long dick.
 
Angel was actually kind of surprised that Matt gave in so easily; he'd been so dedicated to remaining faithful to his marriage throughout the morning while she'd so mercilessly teased him, and now he caved to his carnal desires.

Surprised as she was, Angel wasn't sorry in the least. As he stepped forward, she reached out a hand and grasped his shaft between his bulbous head and his dangling, twitching balls. As the other hand moved under his sack and began fondling it and its contents gently, Angel looked up into Matt's eyes as she whispered, "You're not going to regret this after you've emptied these into my mouth are you?"

If he said nothing or said no, she wouldn't hesitate to take his beautiful, swollen head into her lips and suck hard on it while her tongue played in the crevice at its tip. If he said or did something to stop her, Angel would comply as he directed.

Again, Angel was in no hurry; she knew she would have Matt eventually.
 
Matt looked down and watched as the teen reached out and placed one of her small hands on his shaft, which only made his cock appear bigger than it already was. Her other hand cupped his big balls and she began to gently massage them. Matt knew this was so wrong but his body wouldn’t let him put a stop to it. He shook his head no in response to the teen’s question.
 
With Matt's anxious shaking of his head, Angel took the end of his cock into her warm, wet lips, sucking on it with a softness and gentleness while the tip of her tongue played in the crevice. He'd already been on his way toward orgasm before she'd come into the bathroom and caught him, so she immediately found a drop of his pre-cum awaiting her. Her lips widened, seeing his reaction. She took another inch or so of his thick shaft into her mouth, swirled her tongue several times around the bulb at the end, then pulled back again.

"Like that?" she asked. She took him in again, still grasping his shaft and fondling his balls, then pulled back to whisper, "Beg me to continue, Matt."
 
Matt watched as the teen’s mouth approached his cock. Then it happened, she took the tip of his cock into her warm and wet mouth. He sighed out in pleasure feeling her tongue on the tip of his cock. So warm and slippery and soft. It had been years since he received a blowjob, his wife wasn’t interested in giving oral sex.

She took her mouth off of his cock and a couple glistening strands of saliva connected his cock to her lips. Matt smirked down at the teen that was gripping his cock and she wanted him to beg for her to continue. His wife rarely showed a naughty side like this so Matt was especially loving this. Before he was discovered he was already close to cumming so if she continued he would cum rather quickly.

“Please don’t stop. You were making me feel so good. Please make me cum!” He said softly unsure if her friend was still outside the door.
 
“Please don’t stop.”

Angel's lips spread again at Matt's plea.

“You were making me feel so good. Please make me cum!”

Still gripping his shaft tightly and bobbling his balls, Angel looked to Matt's cock again. Before she took it into her mouth again, she told him, "Beg, Matt."

Angel's mouth took the man's erection in slowly but deeper, an inch, another, a third and fourth until her lips met the finger and thumb clutching him. She held there a moment and lifted her eyes to his, pulling back and off to whisper, "Beg me, Matt, and I'll make you cum harder than you ever have."

She knew he was already well primed from having been beating himself off at the sight of her licking the other teen's pussy. Again, just as she took his cock into her mouth, Angel repeated, "Beg, Matt."

This time, Angel took even more of the man's cock into her mouth. She hesitated as she felt his bulbous head reaching the back of her throat, then -- carefully, trying to avoid gagging -- she let her hand slide down his shaft, making room, and little by little Angel took Matt's entire length into her mouth and throat.

After a moment, she just as carefully pulled the man's cock from her throat, bobbed her head back and forth several times over much of his length, then as carefully as before took him deep again.
 
“Please make me cum!” Matt groaned softly as Angel took inch after inch of his cock into her warm, wet mouth. He was amazed when she took the entire length of his impressive cock into her throat. He had to bite his lip to keep from groaning out deeply. He grabbed the nearby counter and helped support his weight since his legs were getting a little weak from the teen deepthroating him.

When she pulled back and started bobbing after deep throating him, Matt placed the hand on the back of her head and brushed the hair from the teen’s face then held a fistful of it behind her head. She took his entire length again and he groaned softly from the intense pleasure. “Just like that. I’m gonna cum!” He warned Angel as his cock began to swell in wake of the impeding load of cum.
 
“I’m gonna cum!”

Angel was actually a bit surprised by the warning; most men feared the woman sucking his cock would withdraw so as to not get a mouthful of semen and, therefore, didn't give notice at all. Even though she didn't particularly enjoy the taste of cum, Angel stayed on Matt's cock, pulling back to bob her head back and forth quickly again as her wet fingers again wrapped tightly around his back to coordinate with her mouth.

It only took a few more seconds before she felt the powerful twitch of the married man's cock, and over the next few seconds her tongue and throat were filled with the most enormous load of jizz she'd taken into her mouth in forever. And all the while, her hand stroked Matt long, hard, and fast, trying to extend his orgasm as long as possible.
 
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Matt’s cock swelled up in the seconds leading to his orgasm. When he began to cum he groaned softly and his hips bucked. Big, thick, creamy ropes of cum shot out and landed on the teen’s to true and into her throat. His hips kept bucking in synch with the release of his ropes of cum. He came the most he had in a long time from how turned on her was. Matt’s diet consisted of a lot of fruit so his cum would taste sweeter than most men’s cum.

Angel’s hand kept working his shaft while she sucked on his cock seemingly determined to get every last drop of cum out. He legs were feeling weak from the massive load he just fed the teen.
 
Angel could see the teetering of Matt's body as he ventured deeper and deeper into his orgasm. When his cock and balls ceased pumping his cum onto her tongue, she suggested softly, "Perhaps you should sit down, Matt."

The toilet was directly behind him, so Angel urged him back onto its seat with its soft, floofy cover. Beyond the bathroom door, Jennifer called out, "You okay in there, Ang'? You fall in?"

Angel smiled at Matt's reaction to remembering that they weren't the only two in the house. She was still stroking his cock -- slow and tight, to force out the rest of his seed -- as he sat there with his knees spread wide. She called over her shoulder, "Almost done! Be right out."

Then, rising on her knees to put her head over Matt's groin, she went to work licking up every drop of cum that hadn't already slid down her throat in the gulps that had followed his filling her mouth. She took her time on this; her tongue slid over the length of his cock, cleaning all sides; she sucked his balls into her soft lips, bobbling them around inside before spitting them out with a wet sound; and finally she sat her butt back on her calves as she looked up into his eyes and began licking off her own fingers, her gaze on Matt's eyes the entire time.

She knew it looked erotic and maybe even nasty, but it was, of course, precisely what she wanted him to see. Angel had a pretty good idea that Matt didn't see this every day with his wife, if ever at all. She had parents, and she'd spent time with her aunts and uncles; she knew what years of marriage typically did to the sex lives of couples, even those who were still very much in love.

"You needed this, didn't you, Matt?" she asked, wondering how the man would respond.
 
As the teen urged him back onto the closed toilet seat Matt sat down and leaned back. He watched as the teen used her lips and wet slippery tongue to clean every last drop of cum off of his cock and even his balls. He was breathing deeply as she cleaned his impressive manhood. Matt never came so hard in his life and was in a state of pure ecstasy. He wasn’t thinking about his wife, only how good Angel just made him feel.

By the time she sat back on her calves his cock was beginning to soften and glistening in the light of the bathroom from the layer of warm saliva that coated every last inch of his cock. Matt bit his bottom lip then his lips curled into a smile when he watched Angel lick her fingers clean and ask what she did.

A soft chuckle came out of his lips as he nodded his head. “I really did.” He sat forward and reached a hand out toward Angel. “That felt so damn good!” He praised the teen and placed his hand on the side of her neck and caressed her cheek and jawline with his thumb and ran it along her soft bottom lip.
 
“I really did,” Matt said about his need for a good blow job. “That felt so damn good!”

"I don't do that for anyone," she told him as he caressed her cheek, "but you're special."

She didn't tell him why as she stood up and adjusted her bikini to better cover her feminine features. If he did inquire as to his specialness, she would tell him; if he didn't, she would suggest he finish his work while she returned to the bedroom and begin her preparations to go out with Jennifer.
 
When Angel stood up Matt sat there admiring the teen’s sexy, perky body. His cock still mostly erect and pulsing between his legs. Then she mentioned him being special. “Special? What is special about me?” He asked. It’s been years since he got this type of attention and Matt was loving it especially from such a sexy, young teen.
 
Angel moved to the sink counter as Matt asked, “Special? What is special about me?”

She tipped a bottle of mouth wash up to her lips to take a slug on it. Swishing it around, then turning to spit it out, Angel moved back close to Matt and looked to his mostly still stiff cock before answering bluntly, "You're happily married."

She smiled, reached an extended finger down to give his still glistening cock a little flick to make it waggle back and forth, then clarified, "Happily married men are fun. Trust me. You'll see."

Angel turned to leave, telling Matt as if nothing had happened between them, "If you could get the sink fixed and the water back on before I need to shower tonight, that would be great."

She threw the door open, giving the other girl an unobstructed view of the man on the toilet who cock was still pointing out before him. Jennifer's eyes grew huge and her mouth fell open. "Who the fuck is that?"

Angel answered casually, "That's the plumber I just blew so that I would have to pay him cash."

Jennifer tried to say something more but nothing came out.

Angel just laughed and said with humor, "Do you know how much those guys charge an hour? Fuck!"

She smiled back to Matt before she pulled the door shut again, then engaged in a conversation with the other woman that included a lot of shocked questions and laughter.
 
When Angel mentioned that Matt was married he felt a slight wave of guilt but was still basking in a post orgasm state of bliss that it went away just as quickly as it arrived. He couldn’t even respond to Angel before she opened the door. She opened it all the way and Matt glanced into the room and saw her friend looking right at him and his cock. Angel came up with a cover story super quick and he just chuckled at how sexy and naughty she was.

The door closed and Matt sat there for a few more seconds before standing up and pulling his pants back up over his cock. Once he composed himself he began to get to work. The pipes leading to the faucet in her shower were in need of replacement and those were the parts he received today. There was an access panel in the wall he removed to gain access to the pipes to replace.

Having owned a house for a long time now Matt became rather handy and gained experience fixing things like this around the house so he knew what he was doing. While doing his work it sounded like the girls left the house. After they left he worked for a little over an hour before finishing up his work. He made sure it was prestige and there would be no issues for the teen. Before leaving he turned the water back on and turned the shower on to test it.

Matt then cleaned up and gathered his tools before letting himself out and returning to his house. Once back home he returned his tools to the garage and disposed of the broken pieces he replaced. “Work is all done. Water is back on and your shower should be running like new.” He typed in a text to Angel.
 
Angel and Jennifer were still going on about what had happened in the bathroom when Matt's text arrived, telling her that the bathroom was ready for use. Jennifer was still under the false impression that the man whose cock she'd so clearly seen standing out from his crotch was just the plumber.

"You're a little whore," she said for the umpteenth time, laughing as she sipped at one of the beers her of-age boyfriend had bought them earlier.

Angel lifted her own beer into the air, indicating she was speaking of it when she asked, "And how did you pay for these, you little tramp?"

"That's different!" Jennifer tried to argue. "Kevin's my boyfriend."

"You get things from him because you let him fuck you," Angel reminded her. "You got beer for it. I got $300 worth of plumber service. I guess that makes you the tramp and me the high priced escort."

They laughed some more as Angel typed her response into her phone. Jennifer asked, "What're you telling him?"

"I'm telling him, "Angel said, tapping the send button and spinning her phone around for the other girl to see, "that I question his professionalism and want him to be there when I take my shower tonight at 9pm sharp ... you know, just in case something breaks or needs repair."

Again, they laughed and spoke of tramps, sluts, and whores while those around them stared at the lewd conversation. Finally, Angel headed back home. She used the front door and headed upstairs, where at 8:50pm, she stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the shower ... wondering whether or not her plumber would come by to check her pipes.
 
After returning home Matt went for his daily run through the neighborhood and nearby park. He returned home and checked his phone and saw the text from Angel. Matt was completely oblivious to what the teen was intending in having him there to check his work. Some things went over his head and this was one of them. “I can assure you that my work is perfect, but I will be there so you can check my work.” He hit send and then went to take a shower.

Matt had dinner shortly after and then was watching the football game on the television. While sitting there he began to feel a little guilty each time he though about what happened between him and Angel so he began to drink jack and coke. By the time 9:00 rolled around his was pretty tipsy. Dressed in grey sweat pants and a white tshirt he went over to Angel’s house and knocked on the front door.
 
Angel wouldn't have heard the knock except that her bedroom was the front most in the house and the man practically pounded on the door. She'd intended for Matt to come in the back and then come -- or was it cum -- in the shower; the back door had been left unlocked but the front was most definitely secured.

She stepped out and grabbed a towel ... then smiled to herself. A moment later when she answered the door, she was standing before him with the towel wrapped around her head and her wet hair; the rest of her water drenched body was on full display.

"The pipes work fine," she said in a rather terse tone. Then, just as suddenly as she'd opened to door and flashed her delicious body to him, Angel slung the door shut as she said, "Thanks for checking on me, though."

The door went shut, and Angel turned and headed back for the bathroom, but she didn't take the time to relock the door ... intentionally, of course. If Matt wanted to see more of her or have more of her, he was going to have to enter her house uninvited ... though not entirely unwelcomed.
 
Matt wasn’t sure what he expected when he knocked on the door, but it wasn’t that. For a few brief moments the teen’s completely naked and dripping wet body was on display for him. His mouth opened at the sight and he looked her up and down. Then just as quickly as she opened the door it was closed in his face and locked. Matt sighed as he stood there on the front porch. A soft chuckled followed soon after and he shook his head.

The mixture of the five jack and cokes and the thoughts of the amazing blowjob the teen gave him earlier had woken something up deep inside of him. Matt then went around the back of the house and tried the same door he came through earlier and it was unlocked. He was a little cautious in case her friend was still over but it seemed like the coast was clear. Matt made his way through the house and made it to the door of the bathroom. He could hear the shower running and just smirked.

After a fair amount of hesitation his conscious was deafened by the images of the naked teen and memories of what happened earlier. The door was pushed open and he stepped inside. He got into a good position to watch the teen shower. His cock stiffening along his thigh and causing a very prominent bulge in his sweat pants. After standing there in silence while watching the naked teen showering for a few moments he opened his mouth. “I really do good work don’t I? I mean it looks amazing.” Matt said while clearly looking at the wet teen.
 
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