It was a slow Tuesday and I was acutely aware that, try as I might, my frustration with the perennial dearth of bedroom antics at home with the dearly beloved was starting to show. Repeated visits and scans of the Meet Today listings on several sites and tentative messages had so far failed to produce anything concrete.

I must have zoned out as I found myself completely absorbed by the viscosity of the soup that had begun to volcanically splash and splatter up the inner faces of the microwave from the superheating action. I felt at that point like I too might spontaneously erupt and plaster the walls, floor and ceiling with cum. I swore to myself as I snapped too and realised the mess that I had allowed to unfold.

My phone suddenly lit up with an email notification, I paused to unlock my screen and check it, the notification was from Fab and it told me that I had received a new message. Lucy who had been listed as a Meet Today had replied to my earlier enquiry! Better still it transpired she was only a ten minute walk away and was due to be home shortly. I was given a street name and was told that she would provide her house number when I confirmed my arrival.

I wasted no time in getting ready, the mess would keep until later as I pulled the door closed behind me. I reached my destination in double quick time and messaged Lucy, it’s amazing what a little incentive can do I thought. I checked my phone, there was no reply, my message had not been read. Then suddenly there it was, “Number 5 knock on the front door and let yourself in”. I surreptitiously scanned the house numbers as I walked along to get my bearings, I could see Number 5 ahead of me. I went through the gate and up the path doing my best not to engage with the chaps on the conservatory build that was taking place next door.

I paused for a millisecond before knocking and entering, I had never been mad about letting myself into a strangers house, it always gave me a momentary feeling of unease. This soon dissipated as Lucy was stood on the staircase a few steps up from the bottom, she was light skinned, full lipped and had what can only be described as loose curly blonde hair that was adorned with a black and white lace headband. Her figure was very easy on the eye and the French maid’s outfit, seamed stockings and heels just served to add to what had been a very pleasant surprise. In all truthfulness it had been a complete blind date on both our parts!

We exchanged flirtatious pleasantries and small talk as I removed my shoes, hung up my jacket and locked the door. I then followed Lucy up the stairs, I admired the bottom of her firm toned buttocks that peeked out from underneath her outfit as we ascended the steps together. Lucy turned and grabbed my belt and buckle with both hands as we got through the bedroom door and roughly pulled my trousers and shorts off as she dropped to her knees, the lady meant business.

I placed my hand against the wall to steady myself and counter the motion that the rhythmic energy of Lucy’s head was creating as it bobbed vigorously back and forth with each fellation. Her lips and tongue ran down the quivering shaft that pulsated with every heartbeat to the engorged twins, who received the kind of special treatment that is reserved for a double cornet of ice cream. All the while Lucy’s right hand had been pressed between her legs, the slow sound of sticky resistance from skin manipulating wet skin grew increasingly apparent with each movement of her fingers.

Leaning forward I took her hand and we moved to the bed, I was by now completely undressed, Lucy however was still very much enjoying her uniform and I sensed that she was happy taking control, “god you taste good” she moaned as she hit her stride and found another gear. The sounds of gagging reached me with every other fellation as Lucys voraciousness grew. I gently placed my hand under her chin and raised her head, speaking softly I said “ease off Lucy you’re doing great, you don’t need to impress me anymore than you have already”. Catching her breath Lucy grinned and said “it’s the girth, I’ve never had anything this thick before, I’m struggling to get it all in”.

I could feel that I wasn’t far from reaching the point of no return, every synapse was in overdrive and I was clutching at the sheets when Lucy’s tongue suddenly and unexpectedly made it’s first pass at the twins neighbour. I groaned loudly “get the fuck out of my head”, how could she have known?!? I raised my head a little to watch as Lucy focused all of her attention on the neighbour for the next ten minutes, I saw I was oozing pre-cum freely and I was now fighting the feeling hard and failing. I mumbled something inaudible and raised my hand in a meaningless gesture to signal to Lucy and she went back down on me without hesitation. Neither of us were prepared for the deluge that followed or the force of it, save to say that anything that had overwhelmed Lucy now coated her nose, cheeks, chin and lips, unsurprisingly this didn’t stop her from devouring and cleaning up every last drop!

Still rock hard Lucy got onto the bed face down and I slipped inside of her, I thrust deeply, repeatedly, with the same vigour and energy that she had shown me earlier for the next thirty minutes until she cried out in ecstasy and squirted uncontrollably all over the sheets, my second load followed, it dribbled and ran from between her still convulsing legs.

I left Lucy’s feeling quite delirious, what an afternoon it had proven to be. The baked on soup awaited me when I got home, but cleaning it up didn’t seem to bother me as much now for some reason…