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The Fall and Rise of Roz - Fucked by Builders(2)

My builder’s gang take me to new sexual limits
Continued from The Fall and Rise of Roz - Fucked by Builders (1)

I'd always been glad we built a wet room, but never more than at that moment. Huddled on the tiled floor with the water from the twin shower heads streaming over my naked body I felt warm and secure in my watery haven. The power jets did their job, washing the dirt and cum off my skin and hair.

A hint of a smile touched my lips as my body reminded me of the ravaging it had taken from my gang of builders; yes they were my builders now. My mind noted with some pleasure that the sexual extravaganza I'd just experienced could happen again any time I wanted it to. It might be even more fun if sometimes it happened when I didn't want it to.

I felt alive again.

I watched the water cascade over my breasts, my nipples red and swollen, testament to the roughness of the hands that had pulled and twisted them just a few minutes ago. I touched one bullet gingerly, wincing slightly from the pain, pain that quickly turned to lust as the sensation rushed from my finger tips to a point between my legs.

My eyes followed the lust to where my long slim legs were spread at right angles, the cum of 3 men seeping out into the flow of water before running away to disappear in a milky vortex. I pressed lightly, one finger on each side of my slit to open my swollen flower and watch the flow of semen increase for a moment. My head fell back against the cold wall tiles, my knees bent as I pulled my feet towards my thighs, spreading my legs even further. I laughed out loud at myself, it was a self conscious laugh meant just for my own ears.

I was insatiable. 2 fingers smeared the slippery juices over my throbbing clit feeling my slick bullet like nub rolling away as if it was trying to escape the mind numbing sensations.

My back slid down the tiled wall, I couldn't sit upright because of the ecstatic squirming and twisting of my body. No one could hear or see me but inside my head I could picture my limbs bucking on the wet, slippery floor. My legs opened and closed, one second spread wide before snapping closed trapping my fingers tight inside my fleshy tunnel, hips thrusting against my palm forcing it against my throbbing clit.

I twisted onto my stomach using the floor to pound my hand harder into the source of my pleasure, my back arched, fucking my own fingers, driving me ever nearer the orgasm I craved.

The warm water ran in rivers through my hair and down my body but it couldn't clean the filthy thoughts inside my head. My imagination fantasised images of me being taken over and over in the pouring rain. In my fictitious world I was suddenly in my garden with rain, warm rain, cascading over me as I was brutally used by cock after cock driven into me by men who only wanted to use me as their fuck toy.

My mouth hung open, my neck arched, my hips made one last lunge against the fingers frantically plunging in and out of my cunt. My strong legs locked both of my hands hard, trapping them at the apex of my thighs, finally my climax rose to the surface overwhelming my senses. My body froze in a spasm of sexual perfection, an animalistic grunt broke the silence and at last the release I'd been seeking allowed my hips to move, jerking against my hands, maintaining the surges of emotion that were overwhelming me.

My subconscious mind knew I was alone, I screamed my release, my words echoing off the reflective tiled walls of the shower.

"Ahh fuck, fuck yes, uurrrgghh, ahhh jesus christ, god..... I..... love..... being..... FUCKED.... AAAGGGGHHH, FUCK ... FUCK .... FUCK ....YES!" If there had been anyone in the house, they couldn't have failed to hear my outburst as I came hard again and again. Finally my screams diminished to be replaced by a gentle sobbing as my mind and body relaxed, curling me into a tight ball while the shower continued to pour over me.

Mentally and physically drained, I lay under the cascading water, blanketed in a sense of satisfaction that I rarely feel. Only the falling temperature of the water stirred me into wrapping myself in a warm fluffy bath towel, climb upstairs to my bedroom and collapse into a deep contented sleep.

After that first day with my sexy builders, as you would image, it was open season on me and my body. You could say they treated me like a slut, but I loved it. I'd never been used like this before and for 8 weeks I lived in a state of almost permanent sexual arousal. I looked forward to the days they worked at the house, and dreaded the weekends. By Monday morning I was waiting for them to arrive, they never let me down and within an hour at least 1 of them was giving me what I wanted. How my husband managed to miss what was going on is still beyond me, I often wonder if he guessed but chose to ignore it.

When I woke the morning after that first wonderful day, as usual, Darren, my husband was leaving early, I tried to get him to take an interest in me, but again he was in too much of a hurry and left me lying in bed wondering what was so wrong with me.

A degree of uncertainty had crept into my mind overnight about what I'd done the day before. My body still craved sex but inside my head I'd lost some of my confidence. What was I going to do, just wander out there and say "Morning boys, anyone fancy a fuck?" It wasn't going to happen was it.

From under my duvet, I could hear the liquid sounds of a very wet pussy as my fingers idly stroked across swollen lips. I slid down the bed; my legs opened instinctively making a tent in the bedding where my knees pressed outwards. I heard the back door open and assumed it was Darren coming back for something. I lowered my legs, not wanting him to see me so desperate.

I slowly registered the sounds of at least 2 pairs of feet on the stairs, my brain leapt to the obvious conclusion. My body followed rapidly behind, my nipples puckered, my stomach muscles clenched, my already wet pussy went into spasm leaking even more of my juices onto fingers that still lingered inside my frustrated cavern.

Geoff and Mark filled the frame of my bedroom door as it burst open. They wore shorts and nothing else and seconds later, the shorts were lying on my bedroom floor revealing two very angry shafts rearing out of their groins. I was speechless, in the time it took me to wonder why my husband couldn't want me this much, Geoff had climbed onto my bed and without a word mounted my face, his legs pinning my shoulders to the mattress.

"Open your mouth." They were the first words any of us has spoken, he wasn't asking me it was a command, an order he expected me to obey without question. His hands took mine and pulled them above my head tipping him forward so he slid between my parted lips pushing gently but firmly until his purple head touched the back of my throat. His hips moved slowly in waves forcing me to swallow his rock hard cock, only pulling back when he heard me gag. This was so sudden, so spontaneous, so unexpected.

So horny.

The feel of the duvet being pushed up over my legs and bunched round my waist reminded me that Daz was at the foot of the bed. I felt the slight cooling breeze on my wet pussy lips as he took hold of my ankles and pulled my legs high and wide, my toes pointing to the ceiling. An exploratory finger sank into my cunt right up to the knuckle, twisting and turning making me thrust back as much as Geoff's weight would let me. I grunted, that's all I could do with my mouth filled by Geoff's engorged manhood.

The first finger was quickly joined by a second, this was far from the delicate feel of my own touch. He used them on me like they were a big hard cock, ramming them in deep and pulling back before sinking as far into my pussy walls as he could go. I knew not to expect subtlety.

My mouth opened wide, trying to shout to him not to stop. All I succeeded in doing was to excite Geoff even further with the vibrations of my failed scream. An unexpected empty feeling between my thighs told me that Daz hadn't received my subliminal message. I needn't have worried, he didn't intend leaving me empty for long.

"Fuck, you're some kind of horny bitch. Your cunts leakin' all over my fingers." For all kinds of reasons it was difficult to argue.

Geoff quickly adjusted his position above me as Daz dragged me so my bottom hung off the edge of the bed, perfectly positioned for him to stand on the floor and spear me in one rapid lunge. I could hardly move; I didn't need to. All I had to do was lie back and concentrate on cumming. I don't even know if they noticed my climax but I did. My fingers had taken me half way, the finger fucking I'd just been given left me on the brink, the two rigid chunks of man meat hammering me mercilessly took me the rest of the way in seconds. I gasped and choked as Geoff fucked my face harder, he didn't stop he was totally focused on his own pleasure.

I shook through my orgasm, my body unable to move except in short jerks. I shuddered under their onslaught concentrating for a moment on my own sensations, ignoring the way these men were using my body for their own satisfaction.

Geoff's breathing was getting heavier, in between grunts he spoke:

"Roz, this ...... is so you know ....... how it's goin' to be. I ....... promised you more cock ....... than you could handle and you're going to get it. Now ......... it's my turn to fuck ....... that sweet pussy."

My lungs gasped in huge gulps of air as the combined weight on my chest and the cock blocking my throat were removed. The respite was short lived as my two builders swapped places.

I was grateful that Daz didn't sit on my chest, preferring to kneel beside my head and use my hair to pull my face on and off his groin, masturbating himself on my mouth. Geoff on the other hand liked the way Daz had exposed me and stood on the floor between my legs to replace his pal in my wet pussy.

Geoff knew how to make a woman cum, I recognised his movements from the day before. The way he ground into my canal, rotating his hips to add to both his and my excitement. His rigid meat filled me, touching every part of my pussy walls, his hard pelvic bone pressing against my clit sending waves of passion through my nerve endings.

My focus was between my legs, in the back of my mind, I knew Daz would satisfy himself but his climax would be of passing interest to me, my own explosive orgasm meant so much more.

Geoff moved my legs onto his shoulders and without missing a beat, folded me back. What had felt deep was suddenly even deeper, what had felt full was fuller; his cries told me that he felt it too and that we would soon be joining each other in an explosive release. I couldn't look at Geoff but my imagination painted the grimace on his face, the contorted features of a man about to complete his journey.

I was trying to shout, but my mouth was too full of Daz. For a second my mind managed to handle the feeling of being so completely full of hard cock, I felt the nerves of my mouth and pussy being stimulated simultaneously, pushing me fast towards my orgasm. My hips tried to push back against Geoff but I was pinned tight. I tried to move my head, but Daz's fingers controlled every move on and off the beautiful hard pole that was about to empty his seed down my throat.

I knew I was about to reach my goal and desperately wanted them to cum with me. A fire spread out to envelop my body and mind in a wonderful glow. My back arched off the bed ramming Geoff harder into my core and triggering his climax. An animalistic roar formed in his throat, a prelude to the spasms I love so much as he started to empty his sperm far inside the walls of my sex. His cock head was pushed as far into me as it would go each time he heaved himself towards me. Each pulse of his precious juice made him pull back only to bury his hardness into me again and again to deliver the next loaded package as close to my womb as he could get. Each shudder of his body triggered a small but beautiful orgasm in me, forcing air out of my lungs in a grunt that vibrated against the cock that was now ready to unload into my throat. The more I groaned, the closer Daz came to reaching his own zenith. With a yell, he pulled out of my expectant mouth and shot the first stream of warm sperm across my cheek, forcing me to close my eyes.

I felt his cum splash into my hair; he unloaded more onto my face, trails sliding down onto my neck and the rest gluing my eyes closed. Not for the last time, I tasted him on my lips; my tongue relished the flavour of his seed.

As quickly as they arrived, they were suddenly gone leaving me naked on the bed, used but completely satisfied. Their message was clear, my body was theirs now and they would expect me to service them whenever, wherever and in any way they chose to take me.

During the following weeks I was as sexed up as I've ever been, before or since. Whenever I went out to them or they came to the house, they would open my blouse, pull my T-shirt up, put their hands up my skirt or drop my shorts so they could play with me. They loved it when I didn't wait for them and when I took them drinks, I would whip my T-shirt off and maybe even my skirt, then walk round them so they could all grope and kiss me.

They told me not to wear panties so I started going without even when I was around the house. This made it easy for them, or me to show off my pussy. We indulged in a wide variety of sexual acts drawing the line short of real physical pain. They did, however love to be rough with me, often pulling me round by my hair or pretending to force me to do things for them while we all acted like I didn't want it.

Like all women, I enjoy shopping and several weeks into the building work I had a trip into town organised. Before going I took some drinks out to where they were working. Geoff put his hand up my dress and found that I was wearing panties. As quite often happened, I got a playful spank on my bum.

"Panties?" He said "I thought we agreed no panties. What do you think boys. We agreed that didn't we?"

"I'm going out Geoff, you know I don't wear them when I'm round you boys." I pushed him away laughing, ready to leave when I felt another, sharper sting on my leg.

"Ouch." Turning, I saw Daz standing with an evil grin on his face.

"We definitely agreed no panties Geoff, I think Roz has been naughty, what about you? Should we give her a good spanking?"

Another slap made me yelp. Geoff had smacked me now my back was turned to him.

"Stop it, this isn't part of the game, stop it now." My attempts to look cross failed miserably, not least because I couldn't stop laughing at the way they played the fool chasing me round the room.

Every time I turned to get away from one of them, I left myself open to a slap from behind. Mike joined in and it was soon clear to all of us that I wasn't really trying to get away any more.

Geoff, as usual was the ring leader.

"You like a bit of rough don't you Roz? Yes, I think you do. You know how to stop it if you want to."

Hands behind me lifted my dress and the next stinging slap on my buttocks sent a strange shiver through my body. A second, then a third resounding clap and I could feel the redness spread as the glow from my thighs met the tingling from my arse cheeks.

I could see by the look in Geoff's eyes that he was turned on by what he was doing, and as soon as he realised I didn't want him to stop he took the initiative. Weaving his fingers into my hair, he pulled me across the room, his hand moved across the back of my neck, pressing my cheek against the cold hard brickwork as he held me up against the wall. His thigh prised my legs open and pinned me against the rough red stone in front of me. I could feel his erection rubbing against me through the coarse fabric of his shorts. I wondered if the other two were as turned on by this as he was.

"You know the word Roz, tell me if you don't want this, say the word and we stop, you know that. We both know you want it though, are you going to say the word?" He was right, he'd set up a safe word for me and promised if I ever used it they would stop whatever they were doing. The word formed on my lips.

I'd love to claim that I didn't know what stopped me uttering the word that would have released me, but I did know, we all knew. I might like shopping, but there was something I loved much, much more.

"You aren't going to say it are you? You don't fool me you slut, I've seen the look in your eyes when we slap you a bit, you've wanted us to spank you for days, make your arse glow red. You know that cunt of yours leaks like a sieve when we paddle your bum. Have you ever had your pussy spanked, has anyone ever spanked that sexy little pussy just when you start cumming?" My eyes must have been wide with astonishment; I'd never even thought of anything like that never mind done it.

"Ha! No, I didn't thinks so you sexy girl. Well this'll be a first won't it."

The safe word never passed my lips, instead I joined the game, faking a level of reluctance that made us all feel like I was being used. I tried to pull away; I knew it was hopeless even before I made the futile effort.

I heard them chuckle, lifting my dress to expose me as they surveyed the result of their handiwork. Three hands ran over the tender skin on my thighs and arse cheeks. We all knew where this was going; the room was filled with the sounds of four very horny people breathing in short gasps. I could hear them murmuring filthy comments about how much they loved my arse, my pussy, my whole body, verbalising the things they were going to do to me.

"Fuck, that arse of yours will be so red girl."

"You love this, tell us what you want Roz, we know you're lovin’ it."

"You're gonna get another good fuckin’ you randy bitch, what do you want Roz, tell us what you want."

A rough hand scraped across the tender red skin on the back of my thighs sending a shiver up my leg to meet the glowing flesh of my rump. Fingers grabbed the thin gusset of my panties and pulled it away from a slit that was already weeping with the evidence of my excitement. A single finger bigger than some men I've had, was pushed savagely past the almost non existent cloth barrier and buried itself as far into my love tunnel as it could go. I felt him step back, one hand still maintained pressure on the side of my face, pinning me against the wall, the other was rammed in and out of my juicy hole and was starting to develop the tingling sensations that are a prelude to my orgasm.

"Ahhh shit."

This time, my cry wasn't in pain, it was caused by the empty feeling as the finger withdrew, but seconds later, it was replaced by Geoff's fully loaded weapon, filling me wider and deeper. His cock slid smoothly in and out between my legs, slipping into flesh that was much wetter than it had any right to be. I pushed my hips back from the wall, adjusting the angle of penetration until I felt him rubbing across the rough patch inside the walls of my pussy that I knew would bring me off. Hands reached in front of me as Daz and Mark took a breast in each hand, squeezing my flesh, moulding my small bumps until my nipples poked into their palms through the thin fabric of my summer dress.

Geoff's hands had a vice like grip on my hips dragging me backwards onto his shaft before slamming me back against the wall, his cockhead withdrawing, barely touching my swollen lips until he plunged me back onto his steel like rod, his balls slapping against the backs of my thighs. I was so ready, I was cumming as his first stokes surged into me, his hardness told me he was as turned on as me. His filthy words had affected us both, leaving us on the brink of orgasm.

"Cum with me you bastard, fill me, I'm cumming, please, please, fuck me hard."

My nipples were being pulled and twisted by urgent fingers sending wave after wave of energy flowing down through my stomach to join the hot throbbing in my legs and bottom. Despite this plethora of sensations, it was, of course, the cock surging into me that really started my climax, my pelvis jerked in tiny spasms signalling the electric shocks pulsing between my pussy and my brain. My vision blurred under a red haze as I felt the first rush, my back arched, my neck fell backwards pointing my open mouth skywards in a silent scream.

My world stood still as if time itself had frozen, until from somewhere I heard a voice cry out, it sounded so strange that I wasn't sure if it was mine. What did it express? Relief? Astonishment? Pain? No, not pain. Pleasure, then. The cry seemed to release my muscles from the bonds that had held me rigid, freeing my limbs to twitch as if in a fit. I could feel myself clenching and unclenching on Geoff as he continued his assault on my pussy walls; there was no way he would be far behind me.

My hips pushed back hard onto his invading shaft and seconds later I felt jet after jet of hot seed burn into my cavern. His hard rod throbbed inside me with each pulse of his release; our bodies slumped as our energy drained away.

I sensed hands supporting me, compensating for the weakness in my legs. For a moment, I felt that after their fun I would be helped to pull myself together, but any thoughts I had that I would leave were dashed quickly. Fingers grabbed my knickers and yanked, ripping them away, throwing the tattered scrap of cloth across the floor. Geoff's hands dragged me across the room to a chair in the corner where he sat and pulled me face down over his lap. One hand on the back of my head held me in place; my breasts squashed against the coarse hairy skin on his left thigh.

His calloused hand started to rub up my thighs under my dress, pushing it over my hips to lie useless across my back. Fingers scooped his cum from inside my pussy and spread it onto the sensitive skin of my thighs and buttocks. His hand rubbed circles round my cheeks, I sensed he was just picking his spot and braced myself for what was to come.

Crack!

His hand came down hard on the most painful area of my arse.

"Please." My head thrashed from side to side, my body squirmed as I tried to grip the floor with my feet. I heard his voice whisper in my ear.

"Say the word Roz. We both know you aren't going to, but you can, say it Roz." His palm was rubbing round and round again, spreading the glow, I tensed again as his hand lifted.

Crack!

"Oh fuck." The sound was like a rifle shot, the pain felt like I'd been shot.

Again and again the flat of his hand cracked against the flesh of my arse. All I could hear was the sound of my own whimpering, the glow from my skin turned to heat, the searing heat turned to pain, the pain turned to lust.

I felt my legs being spread wider, my head hung down over Geoff’s leg leaving me blind to what was happening between my thighs. I knew it wasn't his hands holding my calves and spreading me so obscenely. It wasn't Geoff's finger that ran, just once, along the slit that formed a dripping wet pathway leading to my clit and it wasn't Geoff's fingers that smeared my own wetness round my rubbery button moving my focus from the painful throbbing to my ultimate pleasure zone.

It definitely was Geoff's hand though that smacked down hard again drawing my focus back to the searing painful lust in my loins.

I was being opened, not by a finger this time. Something larger and more insistent was forcing through the lips of my pussy lubricated by the copious amounts of Geoff's cum still leaking from the deepest recesses of my cunt. Either Daz or Mike were taking advantage of my position and taking their turn to abuse my body.

Crack! Tears pricked my eyes, my breathing was no more than gasps, my cries came more from the humiliation of my acceptance of this treatment than from the pain. Perhaps even worse, deep down I knew it wasn't just acceptance.

My hips pushed back, searching for the tempered steel stake that was withdrawing, taking it's beautiful full feeling with it. Or was I really looking for the hand and the pulsating pleasure it brought me.

Mike stepped into my field of vision, so it was Daz who was filling me again, forcing the petals of my abused flower open to accept his blood filled meat.

Crack! Geoff's hand was relentless building wave after wave of what I now accepted was desire.

Mike's hands wove into the strands of my hair, pulling my face upwards trying to push his angry purple helmet into my mouth. It would have been difficult to stop him even if I'd wanted to; my mouth hung open gasping for air. Again, my safe word hovered on my tongue but was pushed back by Mikes invading rod, replacing doubt with the feel of his gorgeous hard cock on my lips. He knew I couldn't move but he didn't care. His hips rocked as he used my mouth to pleasure himself, ignoring incidental issues like whether or not I could breathe.

The heat from Geoff's hand spread rapidly through my pelvis, Daz slammed into me harder, faster triggering the first contractions of my climax. Mike's cock rutting against my face was a mere distraction from the main events.

Crack! A scream of joy and agony was accompanied by a groan so loud that there must have been a danger of the neighbours hearing me. While I must have looked comical as my limbs jerked their way through a beautiful orgasm, I felt anything but comical. Wave after wave of pleasure surged through me, each of my grunts was echoed by Daz as he shot jets of his gooey cum into the depths of my pussy.

Strange sounds emanated from my mouth, I don't know if they were moans of ecstasy, groans of pain or simply the sounds of tortured lungs trying to capture the air they needed. My whole body would have slumped into a heap if it hadn't been held in place by 3 strong pairs of hands, as it was; my arms fell towards the floor in a lonely act of exhaustion.

"Turn her on her back lads, I want to see her face when she cums again." I was flipped like a rag doll, my back across Geoff's legs. Daz and Mike were swapping ends before my wits started to return.

"Wait, wait, please I need a minute." At a signal from Geoff, the boys held me gently, waiting, true to the promise they'd made.

"Do you want to stop Roz?" Looking back, Geoff's voice had a real note of concern, but that was the last thing on my mind.

"No, no, don't stop, just hold me, let me breathe."

Daz held my head while Geoff and Mike took a leg each and opened me wide, supporting my weight. I lifted my head an inch and watched Mike standing between my legs holding my left leg in his hand while Geoff pulled my right thigh back into his chest. I could picture the view Mike must have of my tortured pussy. Our eyes locked for a split second, enough for an almost imperceptible nod of my head to give him the only consent he needed. The release of pent up tension showed in his face as I felt my pussy walls being stretched yet again by the unyielding iron rod he rammed into me over and over again.

Any lingering doubts I might have had about shouting "ACDC" and stopping the assault on my senses were obliterated when Geoff's middle finger pushed down between my legs onto the hardened bullet of my clitoris sending lightening bolts through my nether regions. Instead of my safe word, somehow my voice started shouting words of encouragement. My eyes were staring up at Daz's face as he stood above me holding my head in his hands.

"Oh fuck yesssssssssss, oh yes, cuuummmmiiinnnggg! God noooo." Daz let go with one hand and latched on to one of my nipples with his thumb and finger, it just added to the overwhelming sensations surging through every nerve and I came hard lurching and floundering in their firm grasp.

My mind was floating in the middle of a wonderful orgasm, lost in the number of sensations these men were creating to make me cum, when I sensed Geoff push Mike away leaving my emotions dangling. I was totally taken by surprise when his fingers slapped down onto the top of my pussy with a series of sharp taps. The feeling was incredible, I sucked in a huge lungful of air, willing him to do it again. Maybe he sensed the effect it had on me, maybe the lack of protest was enough but his hand slapped down again and again in a staccato rhythm, not hard but hard enough. I started to cum again, tap, tap, tap the flat of his fingers rapped onto my pussy lips and my orgasms kept cumming, my body writhed under his treatment. Finally I let my breath go, gasping, groaning. Mike rammed his steel like cock straight back into me and I just didn't stop.

"Oh fuck, again, again, I'm cumming. You bastards, uurrggggh yes."

Each time Mike pulled out, Geoff's fingers slapped my pussy, gradually harder and harder. The harder he smacked me the more I screamed and the more I came. I remember a random thought passing through my mind wondering what these men were doing to me, what had they turned me into?

"More, more oh god please, don't stop. Again, Geoff, again."

They laughed; all three of them. Even through the mist that had formed inside my head, I heard them laugh and egg each other on.

"Give her more cock Mike, she loves it, go on, fuck her harder."

"Slap that pussy Mike, have you ever seen a girl cum like this, fuck this is awesome."

I still hadn't stopped cumming when I felt Mike tense and finally empty himself inside me, his hips jerked and jerked shooting his seed to join the others. I don't really know how long they could have kept me on this high, but Geoff obviously decided that enough was enough. They all held me as my orgasms slowed and my lungs eventually caught up with my need for air.

I was as near to being unconscious as I'd been for a long time, every inch of my body ached from a combination of their spanking, my own spasms or the rough fucking I'd been given by all three of them. My clothes were ripped and spread over the floor of the outbuilding, I tried to collect them but it was a waste of time.

Eventually Geoff realised I needed help and he and Mike half carried me back to the house still naked but clutching my rags in my arms. Several hours later I woke up in my bed where they must have put me, I don't think I've ever felt to sore or satisfied either before or since.

For the next 2 days I had to avoid being naked in front of my husband, that's how long it took for all the redness to fade. Did I let them do it again, no I didn't; I talked to them about it and explained that it was a one off and that next time I'd use my safe word as soon as they started. Of course, they tried, but true to their word, a cry of my favourite band "ACDC" was enough to bring a grudging halt to their plans.

Sadly, when the work they were doing was finished, they left and apart from one or two visits for old time’s sake, I didn't see much of them. I did meet Geoff again a couple of years later, with interesting results. Maybe I'll write about that one day.

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Comments(52)

SventheElder
Posted 30 Nov 2013 15:38
Good one -straight 5's
EyesofGreen
Posted 08 Jul 2013 00:25
Thank you for that journey. I feel just as tired, yet satisfied! Such a naughty treat.

Jerry7401
Posted 13 Jun 2013 16:11
Great! You must Luke it ruff? Fantasy ? Or reality.
oleharleydude
Posted 20 Mar 2013 18:34
a very erotic story. it is nice to meet a woman who loves sex, and does something about it. Roz just got carried away.
wddavid60
Posted 20 Dec 2012 14:04
Great story,again,just when i think you could take no more!!!!
Northwestguy
Posted 15 Dec 2012 06:47
I so definitely in the wrong profession, but do let me know if there any small jobs u need doing rob, love ur stories, make me very horny, has made my Saturday afternoon x
mashman
Posted 13 Sep 2012 11:38
Once again truly great writing and just when I thin you can go no further you surpass yourself again 5 HOT
mischiefmaker
Posted 04 Sep 2012 12:48
Hmmm; awesome again!
Posted 27 May 2012 18:37
As Jaymal says a good follow-up. Glad I found it.
Posted 27 May 2012 17:16
So true, wicked and wild.
DivorcedJojo
Posted 27 May 2012 04:32
Wicked and wild, perhaps a bit too wild?
burrito
Posted 25 Feb 2012 20:26
wow what a great story i reall had aboner all the way thru . now i want more
PrettyMom
Posted 24 Oct 2011 19:48
Wow, you've outdone yourself. I reread the last scene three times and my thighs are still twitching. Thank you

playsit
Posted 11 Oct 2011 09:28
That story was intense from the beginning to the end. Wonderfully done
Pussymaster1960
Posted 01 Oct 2011 19:10
I read this one before and loved it. That was great.
Instinct79
Posted 02 Sep 2011 10:16
Lord Roz your stories are fantastic. Your detail and description just put the reader right in the moment. You never fail to keep me hard. Hope you don't plan to stop anytime soon.
Louis55
Posted 01 Sep 2011 12:38
Another well written story Roz! Your workmen definately knew how to use their tools!

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ineedfun1
Posted 02 Aug 2011 09:52
i want to be your builder so hot and erotic story ty
Cyclipse
Posted 19 Jul 2011 05:42
really enjoyed it
TIDEBOY
Posted 10 Jul 2011 07:19
Awesomely hot!!!!! What a wicked mind you have Love!!!!
DarkSide
Posted 28 Jun 2011 15:40
I'm actually still out of breath after reading it, I'm not joking either. WOW! Some of the phrases you use are wonderful.
artist123
Posted 23 Jun 2011 14:39
yummm cum central
jonesam
Posted 09 Jun 2011 22:09
As a builder myself this really fired me up, wish my customers were as appreciative!!! superbly written .If you are planning any further work I am available for quotes
oldfucker
Posted 06 Jun 2011 04:49
Your writting is superb, My dick is throbing
curvygalore
Posted 06 Jun 2011 03:50
Wonderful writing yet again Roz! Elegant, atmospheric and wildly sexy!
juuggss
Posted 02 Jun 2011 06:16
love it.beautiful imagery
matureguy
Posted 16 May 2011 13:57
what can i say an excellent piece of writing yet again look forward to reading more of your fantasticworks
equsam64
Posted 14 May 2011 04:52
Reading your story, while watching a well done gang bang video online makes for ONE AWESOME orgasm. Love it.
cockedandready
Posted 12 May 2011 23:38
So fucking hot!!!! Please give us more !!!!
somemarriedguyinks
Posted 10 May 2011 08:53
Incredible writing, makes everything hard
whysoserious
Posted 10 May 2011 07:37
As good as the first part................instant hard on as soon as I started reading it, so I will have to give it a 5!!
underthehood
Posted 10 May 2011 06:42
stunning continuation !! cannot be better than this ... 5
zorrlu
Posted 10 May 2011 05:03
love, i love your half fantsy half reality stories..keep it cumming...
sportsmad
Posted 08 May 2011 23:15
well worth waiting for,great story,cant wait for next one
dazg666
Posted 08 May 2011 13:08
the new story had me hard for ages more storys roz and soon
OldGeezer
Posted 07 May 2011 10:00
Fantastic sequel, Roz, a mindblowing experience to read, and one day soon my erection will go, but when? Each time, I read it again and bingo!!
lee000000
Posted 07 May 2011 08:46
absolutely amazing story roz, left me rock hard as usual!!!
Mobius_NR
Posted 07 May 2011 07:45
Girl, I'm nicknaming you to Cialis because this story will have me excited for at least 36 hours!
daveb
Posted 07 May 2011 03:26
OMG!!!! So good!! I am so horny!!! I wanna fuck you so bad!!

Jaymal
Posted 07 May 2011 02:30
Great follow-up. Different in tone, much more intense once the spanking element is introduced, harder and even more nasty. Well done on out-doing the horny original.
e-reader
Posted 07 May 2011 02:20
That was very, very hot. You don't hold back do you.
Purplehelmet
Posted 06 May 2011 15:14
ever so nice...your writing sends me over the top.am well satisfied
DonAbdul
Posted 06 May 2011 14:54
Hardly surprising how hot Part 2 turned out, Part one was a tough one to follow up but you have done that in a very cock provokingly wonderful way. Take a bow Roz!
Pelicanbill
Posted 06 May 2011 11:28
Please no maybe for more. Good writing
weluvit
Posted 06 May 2011 11:10
very sexy such a wonderfull slut thanks so much love sherri
sundance
Posted 06 May 2011 09:42
Good hard stuff. Descriptions almost make me wince, and then I remember you are enjoying it!
hawkeyes700
Posted 06 May 2011 09:07
hey roz sexy as ever girl i loved it
TJoker
Posted 06 May 2011 09:07
Roz, that was great. You are a true Cock Slut. Any way, any time , any where-as long as a cock is in you, you are satisfied. How did you survive all that time after they left, aside from the visits and meeting Geoff without being gang banged?? "V=5++++."
nazhinaz
Posted 06 May 2011 09:05
L0vely descrptive story, in continum of the previous. It is remarkable you can describe the feelings and sensations in such detail as if it just happened yesterday. Turning pain into pleasure and lust is the climax.
Ernesto
Posted 06 May 2011 08:32
Great new story...

...particularly the first scene on the floor of the shower. You have pitched it absolutely right, and the description of how it feels and how you move - it's spot on.
HAUTELOLA
Posted 06 May 2011 08:21
Nice Story Roz... made me wet in all the right places

Lola
ronniemcdonald
Posted 06 May 2011 07:51
Made me hard, Roz.......you achieved the ultimate goal!
 

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