Spin Cycle

Hello again,
for this blog I didn't something different. On a blog take over I did, one of the prizes was that I would write a fantasy of the winner's choice. And so here it is. It's a very sexy story that will have you wanting to do the laundry a lot more often. And as always, please feel free to leave feedback on here, twitter, or my FB page. Enjoy.

It was a warm summer day, late morning, when I decided to do a couple of loads of laundry. Pilling my clothes, soap, quarters into my basket, I head down to the laundry room. My apartment complex has a laundry room in the basement, but not one of those creepy and dark ones you see in movies.
I stepped out of the elevator and could see into the laundry room. There are narrow rectangular windows along the top of the far wall and you can see the bottoms of the lounge chairs of people enjoying the pool this morning.
As I walked in, I let out a little gasp as I wasn’t expecting anyone else in there. But he was there. I didn’t know his name but I had seen him a few times before. To my friends, I just called him Tall, Dark, and Handsome. Gorgeous is really more like it. He has been the man of my fantasies and now I’m in a room with him, all alone with just him. Instinctively, my inner thighs meet as I feel myself become wet with desire.
Shyly walking by him quickly, I place my basket on the dryer at the far end near the last two washers. Trying not to look at him because I know I will stare, I place my clothes in the washers. I can’t help it and I glance over at him. He’s been watching me with a sly smile on his face.
I can’t help but take him in. he’s wearing tight fitting tee-shirt and jeans, no shoes.Tall, at least six foot two if not three, bronze all over tan, and well built. His thick dark hair was begging to have me run my fingers through it as I had dreamed of doing so many times before as I fantasized of him pleasuring me. And his blue eyes, those eyes could melt me by themselves. His dark but well kept mustache and goatee gave him a bad boy aura and made me even hotter.
Feeling myself blush, I turn away and realize that I’ve been playing with my hair and just licked my lips. Feeling a little out of breath, I try to calm myself. Stuffing the washers full, I add soap, and add the coins to start my load. I hear his machines running and I hope that he has left, having had his fun with me. He has to know the effect he has on women, or at least me.
Grabbing my basket, I turn around. He’s standing there, leaning on one arm against the washer. Feeling embarrassed and flustered, I get drop my basket. I clumsily start to bend down to pick it up and instead, he grabs my arm and picks it up for me, tossing it on a washer. He obviously has plans for me.
I demurely look down and with a finger he lifts my chin up so that I look him in the eyes. My legs weaken and all at once I’m scared and excited in anticipation of whatever will happen next.
He puts his arms down and looks at me like he’s waiting for something. Not sure what he means, I stand there. He raises his eyebrows add grabs the bottom of his shirt for a second. Tall Dark and Gorgeous couldn’t really be asking me to undress him, could he?
Admittedly intrigued and very excited by the thought, I step closer to him and slowly and gently slide my hands underneath his shirt starring at him the whole time looking for his reaction. So far, only smiles.
So I continued to run my hands under his shirt, over his washboard abs. Feeling his stomach muscles sent sensations between my legs as I bite my lip. My hands push further up and I find his toned and shaven chest. Lifting his shirt up and over his head, he takes it from me and tosses it into the washer and closes the lid. My hands are still on his chest hoping that isn’t all he wants from me.
Running my hands around his back as I step into him, are bodies nearly touching, I can feel the heat coming off of him and I take a deep breath inhaling his scent. I know I want him. Leaning forward, I begin softly kissing his chest, admiring his magnificent body as I do. Forgetting myself, I gently lick and kiss his nipples.
Feeling like I’m getting carried away, I stop and look into his eyes. His eyes, his eyes are deep blue oceans of lust that pull me in and where I lose myself. I don’t know if this is instant chemistry or if he’s using his power to will me to him. Either way his eyes and his smile tell me he’s enjoying my advances and his smile seems to say that he knows that I am powerless.
As if we are drawn together, he leans down as I move forward and my eyes close as our lips meet. Immediately I feel fireworks my pussy is getting wetter and yearns for his touch. Letting my hands slowly run down the sides of his upper body, they make their way down to his jeans.
He reaches his hand around my neck and pulls me closer, not letting me go. Nervously, I fumble with the button and zipper but manage to get them undone. He doesn’t stop me as I slide my hands inside and discover that he’s not wearing anything underneath. My hands move around his body and down over his ass, pushing his pants down. They fall to the floor and he steps out of them.
My hands run around his muscular legs and thighs and find his hard cock. Using the tip of my nails, I slowly stroke his balls and shaft, wanting to tease and pleasure him. I grab his shaft and begin stroking it and massaging his balls. A soft moan of pleasure escapes him bringing a smile to my face and a boost of confidence.
With his hand on my shoulder, I feel the desire to slowly sink to my knees, kissing my way down his abs down to his hard cock. My tongue runs up and down his shaft and circles his swollen head. Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, he guides me as he I take more and more of his thick shaft. I work to keep my mouth wet and breathe to take him in. He’s more than long enough but his thickness is filling my mouth and my pussy is soaking wet thinking about how he’s going to fill me.
Up and down his shaft he guides me before he allows me to take him at my own pace. My hands each grab a handful of his firm ass and I pull him in as deeply as I can take him, almost choking myself, but the moans coming from him make it all worthwhile. It’s hard to believe that really just a few feet away, there are a whole bunch of people who could possible just turn around and look down to find me on my knees pleasuring this hot stranger.
I’m not sure how long I spent worshiping his cock, but I could have gone on for hours. His effect on me was unlike any other guy I’ve ever been with. Seemingly impatient or maybe I was just driving him wild, either way, he lifts me up under my arms and sets me on the washer. Running his hand under my dress, he pushes it up around my waist. Again, I was a mixture of excited and nervous.
Moving between my legs, he spreads them apart with his body. Sliding his hand along my legs sends shivers of desire through my body. He hand slides under my panties and with his thumb he feels them and sees how wet they are. With a quick snap of his wrist, he pulls my panties breaking the waistband and pulling them out from underneath me. His hands move under my legs and grab my now bare ass and he lifts me and brings me to the edge of the machine before spreading my legs apart farther and entering me.
With my legs on his shoulders, in one motion he slides himself all the way in. My mouth opens and my eyes widen as he fills and stretches me. A slight strangled scream escapes me, more from surprise than anything else. The noise of the machines masks any sounds I’m making. The wetness in my pussy allowed him to penetrate me deeply, but my lips were not ready for that thick shaft.
He begins thrusting himself hard and deep. A gasp and whimper escape me as it takes my pussy some time to adjust to his thick cock. Finally my lips stretch enough and he feels so amazing running himself in so deep before pulling out to the edge of my lips and then driving himself back in. I reached a hand down between my legs and begin rubbing my clit. He pushes my hand away, wanting to be the sole source of my pleasure. He was going to pleasure me. He and he alone was going to make me cum.
Taking down the top of my dress, my breasts are now bared to him. He leaned forward and I lifted a breast up and he took the nipple in his mouth. Gently biting and pulling on it, he was now driving me wild. I could feel my orgasm building quickly, I was a wanton woman and he was driving me to what was going to be an explosive orgasm.
I wrap my legs around his waist pushed myself against him. He had a hard, fast pace that I matched, almost racing him to the finish. He was pumping his hard cock into me as hard and fast as he could, giving me all that I could handle. Tightening as I cried out and I clenched him hard as I came leaving me shaking, trembling, and gasping for breath.
Pressing my cheek against his shoulder while I let him catch up, he continued filling me over and over again. He pulls out and brings me down before turning me around and bending me over the washing machine. He enters me easily again but I gasp again as he does. My legs had turned to jell-o but his thrusts pin me against the machine. He grabs my shoulder with one hand and his other hand pulls on my nipples.
With three grunts, his body tightens and I can feel his cock throb with each thrust as he cums deep in me. Breathless himself, he pulls me against him, his cock still in me. He takes himself out and turns me around to face him. Taking my face in his hand, he kisses me deeply parting my lips with his tongue.
Breaking our kiss, he slips his jeans back on and walks out. I stand there hoping that this isn’t the last time we do laundry together.