Pop That Pussy ~ Kinky Tales Volume 1

May 11, 2016

Pop That Pussy

 

It was the middle of August, and one of the hottest days of the summer. In fact, it was just too damn hot for clothes.

I had just gotten off of work and could not wait to get home and relax. On my way home, I had the air conditioner in my car on full blast. Looking out of the front windshield, I could see the hot waves moving through the air. It was steaming outside. The radio and news stations had been broadcasting a heat advisory all day and had deemed the outside conditions to be unsafe for babies and the elderly. Hell, they should have said all human beings because I swear I saw the Devil himself and almost passed out on several occasions.

I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a bag of ice and a bottle of red wine to help me relax and wind down tonight before bedtime. The stores were crowded, and everyone was stocking up on bottled water by the cases. I always kept bottled water at home and in the trunk of my car in case of emergencies, so I was good to go.

As I pulled up to my condo, I pressed the button to open the garage door. Normally I would park in the driveway because I would just run in, change my clothes, and head straight for the gym. But today I parked in the garage; there was no way I was going back out in that heat.

I entered my condo through the side door from the garage. As soon as I walked in the door, I went to the living room and dropped my briefcase in the recliner next to the front door. I let my hair down and stripped off all my clothes right there on the living room floor. It was hot as hell and felt like an oven in my condo. My air conditioner had stopped working in the middle of the night last night, and I didn’t get much sleep at all. It was so bad when I woke up this morning that I had to take a cold shower just to cool off. I immediately called the leasing office before I went in to work, hoping it would be fixed by the time I got home. From the looks of it, maintenance still hasn’t shown up to fix it yet. I was beyond pissed off. I had four stationery fans going, and all of my ceiling fans were on in every room, but it still did not cool off my condo. I reached inside my purse and grabbed my cell phone to call the leasing office. I was about to give them a piece of my mind.

As soon as I started to dial the number, I heard a knock at the door. With the phone still in my hand I ran over to the door and looked out the peephole. It was the maintenance man. I was so angry that I almost forgot I only had on my panties and bra. “Just a minute please,” I yelled out. I started walking towards my bedroom to get my robe. Suddenly, I stopped. Fuck that, I’m not putting on shit! I wanted him to know exactly how hot it was in here. The feisty bitch inside of me came out and headed back towards the door. I quickly snatched it open, wearing nothing but my panties and bra. At this point I didn’t care that I was standing there half naked. I was ready to snap! But I knew I couldn’t go apeshit on him right now—I wanted him to fix my air conditioner, and I wanted him to fix it fast! I know for sure that I caught him off guard because as soon as he saw me standing there, his eyes bugged out of his head and his mouth damn near dropped to the floor.

He quickly turned away and said, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Miss Courtright. I can come back later on when you are dressed.”

“Oh, hell no you won’t come back later, you will come in and fix this air conditioner right now.”

He turned back around and stared at me for a brief moment then walked inside. He went straight to the back in the room where the thermostat was and got right to work. I walked in the room behind him and asked him if he wanted anything to drink. He looked at me and said, “No, thank you.” I turned around, slowly swaying my hips extra sexy since I knew he was looking. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a popsicle out of the freezer to help me cool off until he was done. After tearing off the wrapper and tossing it in the trash, I headed back to the room. He was still working, and sweat was running down his forehead profusely. I went and got a hand towel out of the linen closet and tossed it at him. His reflexes were quick, and he caught it without even looking up, then wiped the sweat from his face.

I stood in the doorway of the room watching his every move, as if I knew whether he was fixing the air conditioner correctly or not. I was giving him the stare of death. He knew I was irritated. He had this smirk on his face the entire time. I could tell that he was unbothered by my exasperated attitude, and that it was all a big front. I grew even more irritated that he was not paying me any attention whatsoever. I proceeded to suck on the popsicle extremely loudly. He looked over at me and lifted a single eyebrow at my impatient gaze. When I asked him why it took him so long to come and fix my air conditioner, he just smiled and continued to ignore me. I rolled my eyes and crossed one arm over the other as I continued to suck on my popsicle. He paid me no attention and continued his work.

It was then that I realized I had been so mad, I didn’t even notice how fine he was. He had a closely trimmed beard and wore a blue-collared short-sleeved shirt with Derrick engraved in white on the front of it. His shirt was open to reveal a crisp white wifebeater underneath, his sweat seeping through the front of his tank top. Khaki cargo pants, black Timberland boots, and a tool belt wrapped around his waist completed the ensemble. He was dripping in sweat everywhere, which made his skin look glossy. I was instantly turned on. Not only was I hot and bothered by the heat, but this guy had my pussy throbbing as well.

After fifteen minutes had passed, I started to feel the cold air come through the vent and fill the room. His job was finally complete. He began to clean up his mess and put his tools back in his belt and toolbox. I think he felt uncomfortable that I was still half naked. He stood up and we made eye contact as he walked past me and headed towards the front. He set his toolbox at the front door and began to walk around my condo, checking the rest of the rooms to make sure they were cooling off as well. I went to my room and grabbed my silk red Chinese robe from the back of my bedroom door. I threw it over my shoulders, slipped my arms inside, and tied it up in the front.

As I was waiting for him to finish his inspection, I went and got another popsicle from the freezer. A cherry one. I was still hot and bothered, but luckily the air conditioner was fixed. When he was done checking the rooms, he stopped in the living room near the front door and asked me if there was anything else I needed him to do before he left. I looked at him. “No, thank you, Derrick, that will be all for now.” I walked over to the door to let him out, and as I reached down to grab the door handle, he grabbed my hand. He took the popsicle from my hand and put it in his mouth, suckling on it gently. He then ran the popsicle across my lips and leaned over to suck the flavor off. His lips were so warm that it made the popsicle melt even faster. I started to kiss him.

I stuck my tongue softly in his mouth and he sucked it gently. Popsicle juice was dripping down the corner of my mouth. He licked it up and began to kiss me aggressively. He pushed me up against the wall and untied my robe. He guided the popsicle down my neck and down to my breast. His tongue followed as he slid my bra strap off my shoulder, running the popsicle over my nipple, sucking all the juices off along the way. The popsicle was dripping down the middle of my stomach and to the waistline of my panties. He kneeled down to his knees and followed the melted popsicle trail with his tongue. He lifted my leg over his shoulder and looked up at me. Pushing my panties over to the side, he placed the popsicle between my pussy lips and started sucking the melting juices. Moving the popsicle back and forth and sticking his tongue in and out rapidly, he teased my clit. He then clasped his mouth around it, sucking and licking on the popsicle as if he was trying to see how many licks it would take for me to reach my climax. I threw my head back into the wall and almost lost my balance.

He lowered my leg back onto the floor. Guiding his tongue up my stomach, in between my breasts, and to my mouth, where he slid his tongue in. We kissed for a while, and then he grabbed my hand and walked me over to the kitchen. He tossed the popsicle stick in the trash and walked me over to the table. I couldn’t help myself, I was horny as hell and ready to burst out of my skin! I slipped my robe off my shoulders then removed my bra. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips. I removed his work shirt and dropped it to the floor. Derrick grabbed me by my waist, picked me up, and sat me on the kitchen table. I reached down and removed his tool belt, which he grabbed from my hands and placed on the counter. I then started unbuckling his pants.

He pulled away from me suddenly, and I watched with wild anticipation as he went to the freezer to get another popsicle—an orange creamsicle this time. He tore the wrapper off with his teeth. “Lie back on the table,” he said, his voice low. He pulled a chair from around the side of the table and sat down in front of me. He held the creamsicle stick in his mouth and removed my panties. Aggressively, he grabbed my legs, spread them open, and pulled me down to the edge of the table. My pussy was dead-smack in his face. He rubbed the orange-flavored creamsicle on my clit and it started melting fast. My body tensed up immediately as the frozen treat numbed my tasty dessert. He slipped the creamsicle inside of my hot, throbbing pussy and started fucking me with it, sliding it in and out while twisting it slowly. It began to melt even faster, and I could feel the juice running down the crack of my ass. It felt amazing.

I started squirming all over the table. He pulled me closer to the edge of the table, leaned in, and started slurping up the juice, sucking the flavor out of my pussy. It felt so good the way he was moving the creamsicle in and out while his magic tongue was working my clit. As the cream in the middle melted, it started gushing out of my pussy hole like hot lava. He sucked, and slurped, and swallowed it up until all the cream was gone. He made sure not to waste a drop of it. The only thing that was left after he was finished was the popsicle stick. He finally came up for air. His face was shiny and wet, and his beard was a sticky mess. He had the biggest smile on his face, like a kid in an ice cream shop.

Derrick gave me that look, and I knew he was ready for more. I reached down and stuck my fingers in my pussy, massaging my G-spot. I put my fingers in my mouth to get a sample taste of that sweet orange flavor that he was feasting on. I sucked my fingers clean. As he watched me, he was biting his bottom lip; I was driving him crazy. He stood up at the table and lifted his tank top above his head, exposing his chiseled six-pack. I was in awe. This man was sexy as hell. His chest was misty and glistening, and he had a sexy men’s-swimsuit-magazine body. He tossed his tank top on the floor. Forcefully, he grabbed my thighs with the strongest grip and pulled me closer to the edge of the table like it had stirrups at the end of it. He was ready to fuck. So was I.

Derrick’s dick was bulging through his pants. He reached inside of his underwear and pulled his dick out, rubbing it against the opening of my pussy before sliding it in. His dick was hard as stone, and I could feel every inch of his girth rubbing up against my walls. His hands were sticky, and he rubbed the stickiness over my nipples before sucking them and biting down gently. The combination of the sucking and biting was so intense that I almost reached my orgasm peak. I reached behind him to grab his ass and pushed him deeper inside me. I wanted to feel every inch of his dick. I threw my hips into his rhythm. The more I threw my pussy at him, the deeper he went inside of me. The table started moving, but we didn’t care. I yelled out to him to fuck me harder, and that drove him insane.

He leaned over and slid his tongue in my mouth. I felt my pussy pulsating and my legs began to shake uncontrollably. He yelled out, “Oh shit, I’m coming.”

I whispered in his ear, “Come in my pussy, baby.” His face tightened up, and I could feel the rupture of his come shoot up inside of me as he pumped faster and harder.

I yelled out, “I’m coming too, baby.” I started gushing all over his dick and we both came at the same time. He collapsed, and his body melted into mine on top of the kitchen table. We were dripping in sweat as we both tried to catch our breath. We looked at each other and smiled. He kissed me with the softest lips and wiped the sweat from my face. He sat me up on the table and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He grabbed me by the face and kissed me on the forehead, then on the lips. Luckily the air conditioner was fixed, so we quickly cooled off. He picked my robe up from the floor and wrapped it around my shoulders.

After a few moments of clinging to each other, we broke apart. I helped him gather his things and he got dressed. We had completely lost track of time, and it was time for him to get back to work. I walked him to the door to say goodbye. Facing each other, I looked up at him and said, “Thank you, Mr. Derrick, for your services today.”

He laughed at me and said, “Mr. Derrick? We are way past being formal, Miss Courtright.”

“Yeah, you’re right. You did just finish popping my pussy on the kitchen table, huh?”

“I sure did.” We both busted out laughing. He kissed me one last time, then smiled and said, “Anytime.” He reached in his shirt pocket and handed me his business card. He told me to call him whenever I need something fixed. Now my AC is broken once a week.

 

 

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