My bathroom doesn't have a vent at all and just has a window in the shower. I peeled away the fake stain glass sticker so people can see in from the main street, and I do open the window to air out the room after showering. The only problem is that the humidity lingers for far too long still and the ceiling is sagging. So long explanation short, maintenence came to fix the ceiling and install a vent.

I answered the door in only my panties and a thin tank top that barely contained my large breasts, nipple piercings obvious. I giggled when he (40sM) very obviously looked me up and down and stared at my tits. He was my favorite maintenence guy that I've been wanting to fuck me for a while now. He looks like the perfect mix of a lumberjack and a Texan cowboy. Broad, built with hard muscle, short facial hair, dark skin, and my eyes settled on his crotch were his jeans were filled out nicely. He apologized and cleared his throat, but when I looked up to meet his gaze, he was obviously not sorry at all with how his eyes were glued to my tits.

I greeted him sweetly and let him in, and I lead him to the bathroom. Once he got to work, I went off to clean up the kitchen and finish my baking with cheerful hums. He asked where the attic was, and I lept up screeching and whipped around before laughing. I'm very easy to sneak up on and always leap out of my skin when spooked. He stood in the kitchen doorway with wide eyes on my chest again, and I preened and stood up just a bit taller and pushed my chest out. I had been bent over trying to out my mixer away on the bottom shelf- it the only cupboard that it fits in and it's a little tricky to get in- so when he startled me, my breasts had bounced free of my tank top when I jumped and spun around.

I pretended not to notice and asked him to repeat himself because I "didn't hear him" the first time. He took a long moment before asking about the attic again. I pushed passed him, purposely letting my breasts brush against his arm, and I pretended to be soooo embarrassed and pulled my top back up, but I gave him a little wink and said, "I suppose it's the least I can do for the big strong man doing so much hardwork."

Next time he asked me where something was, the power box, I was stirring a bowl of thick pancake mix and wiggling my hips, dancing around and singing on. I always do this, if I'm honest, because Im "animated and energetically expressive" as people tell me. So I wasn't purposely trying to do anything to get his attention, but when I noticed him, I grinned and asked what's up, led him to the power box, and went back to making my breakfast. I asked if he wanted some pancakes or a cold beer, but he declined. Rats, I had gotten the beer just for him too!!

Finally, when he was finished doing his work, he came to find me again. I was bent over trying to get a fresh sponge from under the sink, and I squeaked when calloused hands grabbed my ass cheeks and caressed up my back. I giggled and pushed my ass back, moved out to instead lean bent over the sink, and looked back at him. Fuck yes, finally, oh my God. I bit my lip and met his green eyes. Of course I didn't need to ask, but role-playing is my forte. "Done already? How can I ever thank you, sir?"

He yanked my tank top down, cupped my breasts, and I reached back to make quick work of his belt and pants. We had been flirting and dancing around each other for a few months now, and he was just as impatient as I was apparently. I tried to turn around so I could kneel and blow him, but he grabbed the back of my neck and bent me back over the sink. I took the hint and lifted my leg up to rest on the counter next to the sink, and I whimpered when my panties were shoved to the side.

He was so big, and I am a size queen. I want to feel like my pussy is being overstuffed and split in half, and I was gushing wet after just a few thrusts. I didn't bother stifling my moans. His tip rammed into my cervix and I was in HEAVEN. He promised to pull out as he plowed my tiny litte cunt, and I screeched a string of curses before finally getting out "don't you fucking dare" and "pussies are made for cumming inside".

I came so hard, guys. Multiple times. Because this man. Oh fuck. This man pulled out, whirled me around, put me on the counter, panties pulled off, lifted my legs over his shoulders, and PICKED ME UP before slamming into me. I am not ashamed to admit I cried from how good it felt. Holy fuck. I'm not exactly skinny thin. I have thick thighs, a fat ass with my wide hips, and a little belly pudge (covid pandemic and cake don't mix okay?!).

I squirted all over him. Came multiple times. I couldn't control myself. I was cranked to 1000% slutty whore and was babbling out for him to breed me, fuck me, take my pussy and own it, and I gave ZERO fucked my neighbor was in her back yard work her little chihuahuas. The kitchen windows faced the backyard after all.

I gave him my number and told him I'd unlock the front door and let him just come in and fuck me whenever the fuck he wanted. I didn't bother to put my panties on or fix my shirt afterward. His cum ran down my legs and I was left in a daze. I'm at the dentist right now and am still brain fogged and satiated.

Maybe there's something to that female hysteria thing after all.... 👀🤏