An Exchange

I had sex with my neighbor in exchange for mechanic work and now we're together

After my divorce money was tight. Long story short, I ended up exchanging sex with my neighbor for working on my car. I wasn't attracted to him. He's a big biker looking dude and almost old enough to be my dad. He's been in trouble with the law a few times, but he knows cars and I don't have to pay him money. The agreement was sex once a day for a month. I didn't want to do it and at first I refused, but later thought better and agreed.

The first time we did it in hid garage. I didn't want him in my house and was creeped out at the idea of going in his house. He spread out a mechanics blanket on the floor and went to the house to get some KY. Very embarrassed, I hiked up my skirt, having come prepared to do what needed doing and hoping it would be quick.

This man unzipped his pants and out came a monster. I didn't know that they got that big. It's not so much the length as the girth. It was huge. I'm laying there on hid garage floor, watching him lube up a dick almost as wide as a soda can. Maybe that's an exaggeration, but not by much.

I think I was too in shock to voice the protest in my mind, and I think from the look in his eyes that he knew. I gasped as he squeezed cold lube onto my pussy and took his position between my legs.

I couldn't quite believe this was happening. It was like they describe out of body experiences. I tried not to think or feel as he pushed into me with a satisfied grunt, and squeezed my eyes closed. He paused for a moment as if savoring the moment and then began to thrust.

Any idea of not thinking or feeling was gone. He was literally all I could feel. I probably looked stupid, laying there on the floor, gasping like a fish out of water. He wasn't rough, but he wasn't gentle either. He was very matter of fact as his hips moved, his eyes closed in enjoyment.

I became aware of this screeching noise. It took a few moments to realize it was coming from me. I was moaning like some kind of feral animal. His eyes met mine and I swear he looked amused. Grabbing my hips forcefully he started to pound hard. My shocked moans gave way to sobs of pain and pleasure. It was the weirdest thing I'd ever experienced.

I screamed and convulsed with a violent orgasm. He was saying something to me but I couldn't hear for the roaring in my ears. The pounding went on for a few minutes more while I lay there limply, letting him finish. He came suddenly, pitching forward with a loud, relieved groan.

"Goddamn that's good pussy!" he exclaimed as he rolled off me.

Shocked, I heard myself mutter a weak 'thanks," before staggering to my feet and back home.

And that, friends, to make a long story short, is how I met my boyfriend.