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THE DELIVERY MANTHE DELIVERY MAN
It was my last stop for the day, and I rang the doorbell, hoping to deliver this package and be off for home. The door opened, and standing before me was a truly beautiful woman, wearing a sheer see-through negligee. She smiled sweetly and leaned against the door.
"Special delivery, mam," I managed to stutter, almost tongue-tied from seeing such a sexy lady so unexpectedly.
"Bring it in, honey," she purred, beckoning me to enter. "Put it on the table there," she instructed, and I held out my clipboard for her to sign. "Sign right there, please," I requested, and I could see her eyes looking up and down, surveying my uniform with what appeared to be some interest. She wrote her name, but then pressed the clipboard against her bosom.
"Do you make deliveries around here regularly," she asked, her bright eyes sparkling in the late afternoon light.
"Yes, mam. This is my route, I'm always driving around here," I replied.
"Good," she whispered, then set the clipboard on top of her package. "Come with me," she said in a sultry, low whisper, and started to walk down the hallway, holding out her hand for me to follow. Walking behind her, I could see her shapely figure, and beautiful ass, enough to make me start smiling now!
We entered the bedroom, and she shut and locked
She put her arms around me, laying her head on my shoulder, pulling me close against her Her musky perfume was heavenly, her hair smelled wonderful. Looking up at me with her dazzling eyes, her full pouty lips touched mine, lightly kissing, and I could feel her fingertips brushing the back of my neck. My pulse began to quicken, feeling myself becoming truly aroused by this beautiful girl's sweet attentions.
Her fingers began to unbutton my shirt, slipping it off, then unzipping my tousers, revealing my tight-fitting briefs. She left these on, but rubbed my crotch playfully with the palm of her hand, feeling the big bulge that I was not ashamed for her to see. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, and guided me to stand in front of her.
Looking up into my eyes, she slipped the shoulder straps off her gown, letting the light fabric drop off around her, and I sucked my breath between my teeth upon seeing her lovely bosoms. She put her hands under her breasts, raising them ever so slightly, holding them up for me to admire. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked in a voice that melted my heart. Dumbfounded, I could only nod my head, YES! Her hands moved slowly, rubbing her fantastic titties, showing them off for my pleasure. "Come closer," she purred, and I gladly complied.
She reached for my briefs, and slowly pulled them down, until the fabric finally released my growing-ever-so-hard cock, letting it spring free from its restraints. She smiled brightly, looking at it with big beautiful eyes. I stepped out of the briefs, standing before her, wearing nothing now but my hardon. Her soft, warm hands reached for my penis, and I moaned softly as she began to move her grip up and down my length. It felt fantastic, her hands working and massaging me until I was long and hard as steel.
Leaning forward, she began rubbing my stiff cock against her big soft breasts, her satiny skin so smooth against me. The warmth of her body glowed like an aura, and I could see her eyes watching, tracing my cock as it moved back and forth across her breasts. She guided my big shiny dickhead against her nipples, rubbing its slit over the tips of her breasts, squeezing me firmly to make the end become shiny and purple-red. I groaned in ecstasy, licking my lips, growing hungrier for this beautiful seductress.
Her lithe pointy tongue reached out from her mouth, and moving closer still, she layed the end of my hard cock against her lovely tongue, resting its thickness onto her outstretched tongue. My knees came together involuntarily , it felt so great. And her warm breath covered the length of my erection, spreading her spell of lust deep into my heart. Her eyes looking up, meeting mine, as her heart-shaped mouth moved around the end of my cock, watching my reactions to her exquisite French love.
Putting my hands in her beautiful hair, I looked down, watching her take inch after inch into her sweet, moist mouth, her cheeks slowly sinking in as she nursed my long, hard rod. I closed my eyes now, throwing my head back, unable to believe the thrilling sensations this lovely girl was bestowing upon me. WIth one hand she cupped my big, peach-sized balls, and the other she gripped the base of my cock, stroking and pulling it as she sucked and slurped me with lusty determination. My hips moved with her rhythm, my ass rocking ever so slightly, fucking my lover's beautiful face. Her head began to bob and bounce on me, her lips going "pop pop pop" each time my cock moved in and out of her hot mouth. I began to wonder how much longer I could last without my orgasm covering her sweet tongue and lips with a huge white wash of semen.
She then released me, and raised her legs up onto the bed, knees against her breasts, showing me her gorgeous pink pussy. I dropped to my knees and she guided her legs over my shoulders, pulling me close to her hot box. She was so hot and wet, my cock slipped inside her so naturally, before I knew it, her burning heat surrounded me, and I thrust my hips against her thighs. He face filled with joy, she shut her eyes and cooed with satisfaction, joyful to feel my hard member penetrating her so deeply now.
We made love wildly, her knees pressing tight against my neck, my balls slapping her pretty ass as I plunged into her quim with strong, deep thrusts. Her love cream ran down over her bum, and I loved how hot and sticky it felt. Then she cried out loudly, and I knew from how hard her sugar walls gripped me, that she was in the sweet throes of orgasm. Her face grimaced as she came again and again on my driving cock, and the sex pressure in my own loins began to reach their peak. Like a surging lava flow, I fucked her wildly, pinning her pretty ass to the bed sheets, as my hot cum suddenly erupted deep into her womb. She cried out, her legs clamping hard against me, feeling the jets of scalding semen filling her with my flood. Bucking like a crazed stallion, I felt one of the strongest orgasms in my life with this sweet lover, and with a final lunge, collapsed, panting on top of her shaking body. We lay against each other, feeling our hearts pound, unable and unwilling to seperate, it had been so good and wonderful.
At last I raised my head from her shoulder, and she smiled at me with sleepy, misty eyes, and we kissed again and again, her grateful expression making me feel so very happy.
And now, though it's not on my schedule, I always stop at that special address, at the end of each day. You can call it customer relations, I suppose. Keeping the customer satisfied, I would call it. |
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