I repair fitness equipment, so I’m in and out of people’s houses every day.

Fixing treadmills and stair-steppers is pretty routine, but I get to meet some interesting people. Actually, “interesting” doesn’t even begin to describe the customer I met last week.

Her house was in an affluent neighborhood, and it was huge. I knocked on the double doors, waited a while, rang the bell, and waited some more. It was hot out, and I was growing annoyed, but then the door opened and everything changed. Standing before me was a blonde, blue-eyed young woman with a Barbie doll figure that defied belief. She wore a tiny black bikini and a glistening coat of suntan oil.

My voice deserted me. The girl’s eyes sparkled as she looked me over. “Well?” she said at last, flashing a flirty smile.

“Sorry,” I managed to croak. “I wasn’t expecting — ” I couldn’t keep my gaze from drifting over her knockout body.

She looked down at herself and shrugged, as if she answered the door nearly naked every day. Maybe she did. “I was in the backyard, working on my tan,” she explained.

To emphasize her point, she took hold of the thin bikini strap at her hip and tugged it down an inch, exposing a tan line that was starkly white compared to the rest of her.

I ventured, “Looks like it’s coming along nicely.”

She glanced sharply at me, and for a moment I thought I might have crossed the line.

But her impish grin said otherwise. “I hate tan lines,” she confided.“What I really want to do is lie out in the nude, but the neighbors might complain.”

“I seriously doubt that,” I remarked. Her eyebrows went up, and she grinned at me.

“You’re here to fix my elliptical?” she asked.

I nodded. She seemed to be thinking things over, eying me in a way that made my cock swell.

“Well, come in. I’m Tina,” she called over her shoulder as she turned and headed into the interior of the house.

Her perky ass pivoted from side to side, more exposed than covered. I hurried after her. The elliptical trainer was in a corner of the master bedroom, facing a flat-screen TV mounted on the wall.

“It shrieks like a banshee,” Tina said, stepping onto the machine.

I stood back and watched her in action. Her belly was taut, and her shapely breasts swayed only a little as her arms and legs flexed. Soon a shrill squeak filled the room. “See?” She slowed to a stop and stepped off.

Her bikini top was askew, exposing her right nipple. She saw that I was looking at it and took her time adjusting her top.

I tried to focus on the job at hand — no easy task, with Tina reclining on her bed, watching me. “The crank bearings are shot,” I said. “The whole thing needs lube.”

“I love it when you talk dirty,” she quipped.

Working fast, I got the job done in about 20 minutes. “Okay,” I said, turning to face her. “You’re all set — ”

For the second time that day, Tina had shocked me speechless. Her bikini had vanished, and she was sprawled across the bed wearing a naughty grin and nothing else. My cock stiffened so fast that I felt light-headed.

“Come here,” she said.

“My tools are all over your floor.”

She crawled to the edge of the bed and sat up. “The only tool I’m interested in is this one,” she said, reaching out and stroking the bulge in my pants.

Then she yanked down my zipper, reached into my boxers, and grabbed hold of my dick. For a moment, she ran her fingers up and down and licked her pretty lips as she took her measure of my thick joint. Then she bent to take me in her mouth. I let out the breath I’d been holding and savored the feel of her expert tongue. She licked all over my manhood like it was an ice pop, moving from the thick base to the bulbous crown until the whole thing was shiny with her saliva. Bobbing forward, she slid her lips almost all the way to my root. My crown touched the back of her throat for an instant before she eased back, eager to try again. She couldn’t quite manage it, but she came close, and she was having a good time trying.

Meanwhile, she played with my balls with one hand, and with the other she reached around to squeeze my ass. Her long hair swayed about her shoulders as she rocked back and forth vigorously, trying to draw out my cream. A few minutes later, Tina got exactly what she wanted. I felt the floodgates open as my prick spasmed and shot gobs of semen into her throat. She moaned with delight and swallowed my entire load, then licked her lips clean.

Then she lay back in the middle of the bed and splayed her knees wide. “Your turn,” she said, spreading open her clean-shaven pussy.

I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her delectable cunt. She tasted as sweet and fresh as a ripe melon, and just as juicy. I held her open with my fingers and hungrily lapped away. She began to tremble violently, hard enough to make the bedsprings sing. When I focused my attention on her swollen clit, her shrieks grew louder and louder until she was screaming with ecstasy. Her toned thighs clamped to my ears, muffling the loudest of her cries as she succumbed to a deep and powerful orgasm. I kept licking up her juices until her climax subsided.

Fortunately, Tina wasn’t finished. “Fuck me,” she demanded, reaching for my revived cock. “Slide that big dick inside me!”

I got my clothes off in record time, and then I knelt between her raised knees and slotted my pole between her plush cunt lips. She bucked her hips at me, grunting as she forced half my prick into her pussy. I leaned on my arms and shoved the rest of the way inside, sealing my pelvis to hers. The grasp of her cunt was heavenly.“God, that’s a nice, fat cock,” Tina murmured, her eyes half-closed in concentration.

Her hands went to my biceps and we moved together, fucking languidly, both of us lost in pleasure. I lowered my chest to hers, enjoying the feel of her soft breasts as they crushed against me. Then her eyes opened and bored into mine with lust. “Harder,” she whispered through clenched teeth. “Fuck me harder!”

I slid my hands beneath her ass and rammed my cock in and out of her hole. She responded enthusiastically, raking her fingers up and down my back while her ecstatic cries once again filled the room. She tried unsuccessfully to roll us over, so I helped, and the next thing I knew I was on my back with Tina squatting atop me, bouncing savagely on my pole. She grabbed her breasts, tugging on her nipples, and rode me for all she was worth. There’s no question she was getting a workout that rivaled anything she could obtain on her exercise machine. I stroked her thighs and hips and let her coax the come from my balls, which didn’t take long.“Oh, shit. I’m coming again!” she screamed.

I heard myself making loud noises, too — Tina’s vocal abandon was infectious — and then my cock exploded inside her. Over and over, I felt the spasms as her pussy milked me. Finally, she climbed off, bent over, took my cock in her mouth, and licked me clean.

Tina thanked me for “scratching her itch,” as she put it, and saw me off with a kiss. I can’t help but hope her machine breaks down again — soon!

— R.P., Nevada

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