The courier DELIVERS
I am on my own these days, no longer any husband, and we had no c***dren. Like many people in this situation I buy a fair amount of stuff off the internet, usually from the same well-known on-line seller. So much that over time I have got to know their delivery driver, Luke, who is a nice, coloured lad, well spoken and well presented, but probably not much more than half my age (Iâm in my early forties, and my guess he would be around twenty five). He is always very pleasant, and I donât know if he was aware of my circumstances but, unusually, he always has a minute or two for a chat, which means a lot to someone like me, and I always give him a treat, such as a piece of cake, to eat on his round.
At Christmas I bought myself some presents, and, perhaps riskily, I arranged for some of them to be delivered a couple of days before Christmas. As expected, Luke rang the bell with the parcel and handed it over saying âHappy Christmasâ with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. I tell him that was exactly what it was, and as it was Christmas, and I was on my own, could he spare a few minutes to come in and help me unwrap them.
He pauses for a moment, and I think he is going to say no as courier delivery drivers work to such tight schedules, but then, with a smile, he says he would be delighted, and comes inside. He stands in the living room and I give him back the parcel. As he starts to open it I ask him if he ever wonders what is in the packages he delivers, and he says that he did in the early days, but now he just hands them over and moves on. He has the box open and inside are three smaller packages which are all gift wrapped, as I had marked the items as gifts.
I take two and give him the larger one, and he watches me as I open one of mine. I know what it is but he doesnât and watches me tearing the paper off. Inside the little box is a new butt plug, all metal and shiny, and he stares at me with his mouth open. I open the second and reveal a small bottle of lubricant which I would need with the butt plug. I tell him to open the third package and he looks very apprehensive as he starts to unwrap it.
I watch as he tears the paper off. When he sees the picture on the box he stops, staring at it, and then looks at me. âWell, go on, take it outâ I tell him, and he opens the box and takes out my new dildo. It is the realistic sort, pink latex with circumcised head and big round balls. I am not extrovert and it is of a pretty normal size as I am not going to ruin myself, I just want to feel a cock inside me, to go along with my vibrator.
He is holding the dildo, not knowing quite what to say, so I say to him âI bet yours is bigger than that, isnât it?â but he doesnât say anything, but just stares at me. I take a chance and run a hand down the front of his trousers, trying to find the outline of his cock, but all I can feel is a big package in the middle. Intrigued, I look at him and pull down the zipper on his jeans, and he makes no move to stop me, so I undo the belt and waistband and let it all fall to the floor.
I am looking at his tight pants, jockey shorts I think theyâre called, and there is this huge bulge at the front, which is why I couldnât feel the outline of his cock. I kneel down in front of him, staring at the bulge and look up. He is looking down at me, smiling now, and that is all the encouragement I need to continue.
I am torn; it had been so long since I had had a man I am now really nervous about going further, but I really want to see it. I grasp the elastic waistband and pull down his pants. His big, black cock springs out at me and I gasp. It is thick, solid meat, semi-erect, uncircumcised, the foreskin pulled half back across his helmet, and it hangs down thickly, throbbing slightly as it grows.
I sit back on my haunches and stare at it. No question it is bigger than my dildo, and it isnât even fully erect yet. I want to touch it, but I am apprehensive, but I quickly overcome my shyness and reach out. I touch the tip and his cock twitches, and then I wrap my hand around the black shaft. It is not quite fully erect yet, but it is firm, the meat unyielding to my grip, but the skin is loose and I can move it up and down, and I watch his foreskin flapping over his helmet. In no time at all his pole is stiff, rigid, and iron hard in my fist, and I can barely get my hand around its girth. I am so turned on by having a real cock in my hands after all this time, especially one as big as this, I know my pussy is wet and leaking already.
As I stroke his stiff cock he sheds his shirt so he is naked and then he undoes the buttons on my blouse, peeling it off my shoulders, revealing my boobs in my bra. I let go of his cock and quickly unclasp my bra and shrug it off. I undo my skirt and step out of it leaving me just in my panties with my big boobs hanging down. Quickly I grasp his erection again, my inhibitions gone, and wank it eagerly, wondering at the size of it, both in length and girth, and he has the hardness of youth. His foreskin barely covers the edge of his helmet, and the skin of his cock-head is taut and shiny.
It is too much of a temptation to resist, and I lean forward and touch the end of his cock with my tongue, loving the smoothness of the head as I lick it all over, and he moans with pleasure as I do it. I get bolder and slip the helmet into my mouth which is just so fantastic, feeling a manâs cock on my tongue, feeling it fill my mouth. He pushes his cock and it slides into my mouth until I canât take any more, and I only have about half of his length in me, and my mouth is opened wide to take him in.
I want him desperately, so I stop sucking on his erect cock and lie back, and slip off my knickers and open my legs wide, exposing my hairy pussy to him, not wanting to wait any longer. As he lies down on top of me I suddenly stop him. âWaitâ I say, âhave you got a condom?â I ask, and he shakes his head. I had totally forgotten and donât have any either, and the frustration is unbearable.
Lying on the floor together I grab his cock and stroke it, still admiring the size of it and how powerful it feels. I hold his balls which were hanging down loosely but are now tight up against the base of his mighty cock. As I wank him he reaches for the discarded present and presses the end against my pussy, and I am so wet it slips in without any resistance, until the realistic balls are pressed against my bum.
The dildo is no substitute for his cock but it is better than nothing, and he works it in and out of my cunt as I jerk his cock. Whether it is the dildo in my cunt or the excitement of playing with his big, black cock I donât know, but I am quickly reaching my orgasm. I think he senses this, probably from the noise I am making, and with the dildo deep in my cunt he starts to rub my clit.
This is too much for me and I cry out as the orgasm stabs through my clit and my cunt and it is so powerful it is almost painful and I have to stop him from rubbing my clit. He kneels astride me, the dildo in my cunt forgotten, and he wanks his big, stiff cock right in front of my face. Quicker and quicker he rubs it, the foreskin flapping over his helmet, his whole member rigidly stiff and then he pauses, and with a few quick rubs over his helmet he starts jetting spunk all over my face. Spurt after spurt of milky white semen shoots from his black cock until finally his climax is over and he is just dribbling the last of his cum out of his cock onto my chin.
I am shattered, but already he is wiping his cock on my panties and getting dressed as he has to get back to work. I guess the whole episode only took about fifteen minutes, and I kiss him deeply, I tell him that my birthday is in a couple of months and I will order some condoms for him to deliver and he smiles. I give him the mince pies that I had made for him, and I hide my naked body behind the door as he leaves, and I wave to the van as it drives away.
At Christmas I bought myself some presents, and, perhaps riskily, I arranged for some of them to be delivered a couple of days before Christmas. As expected, Luke rang the bell with the parcel and handed it over saying âHappy Christmasâ with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. I tell him that was exactly what it was, and as it was Christmas, and I was on my own, could he spare a few minutes to come in and help me unwrap them.
He pauses for a moment, and I think he is going to say no as courier delivery drivers work to such tight schedules, but then, with a smile, he says he would be delighted, and comes inside. He stands in the living room and I give him back the parcel. As he starts to open it I ask him if he ever wonders what is in the packages he delivers, and he says that he did in the early days, but now he just hands them over and moves on. He has the box open and inside are three smaller packages which are all gift wrapped, as I had marked the items as gifts.
I take two and give him the larger one, and he watches me as I open one of mine. I know what it is but he doesnât and watches me tearing the paper off. Inside the little box is a new butt plug, all metal and shiny, and he stares at me with his mouth open. I open the second and reveal a small bottle of lubricant which I would need with the butt plug. I tell him to open the third package and he looks very apprehensive as he starts to unwrap it.
I watch as he tears the paper off. When he sees the picture on the box he stops, staring at it, and then looks at me. âWell, go on, take it outâ I tell him, and he opens the box and takes out my new dildo. It is the realistic sort, pink latex with circumcised head and big round balls. I am not extrovert and it is of a pretty normal size as I am not going to ruin myself, I just want to feel a cock inside me, to go along with my vibrator.
He is holding the dildo, not knowing quite what to say, so I say to him âI bet yours is bigger than that, isnât it?â but he doesnât say anything, but just stares at me. I take a chance and run a hand down the front of his trousers, trying to find the outline of his cock, but all I can feel is a big package in the middle. Intrigued, I look at him and pull down the zipper on his jeans, and he makes no move to stop me, so I undo the belt and waistband and let it all fall to the floor.
I am looking at his tight pants, jockey shorts I think theyâre called, and there is this huge bulge at the front, which is why I couldnât feel the outline of his cock. I kneel down in front of him, staring at the bulge and look up. He is looking down at me, smiling now, and that is all the encouragement I need to continue.
I am torn; it had been so long since I had had a man I am now really nervous about going further, but I really want to see it. I grasp the elastic waistband and pull down his pants. His big, black cock springs out at me and I gasp. It is thick, solid meat, semi-erect, uncircumcised, the foreskin pulled half back across his helmet, and it hangs down thickly, throbbing slightly as it grows.
I sit back on my haunches and stare at it. No question it is bigger than my dildo, and it isnât even fully erect yet. I want to touch it, but I am apprehensive, but I quickly overcome my shyness and reach out. I touch the tip and his cock twitches, and then I wrap my hand around the black shaft. It is not quite fully erect yet, but it is firm, the meat unyielding to my grip, but the skin is loose and I can move it up and down, and I watch his foreskin flapping over his helmet. In no time at all his pole is stiff, rigid, and iron hard in my fist, and I can barely get my hand around its girth. I am so turned on by having a real cock in my hands after all this time, especially one as big as this, I know my pussy is wet and leaking already.
As I stroke his stiff cock he sheds his shirt so he is naked and then he undoes the buttons on my blouse, peeling it off my shoulders, revealing my boobs in my bra. I let go of his cock and quickly unclasp my bra and shrug it off. I undo my skirt and step out of it leaving me just in my panties with my big boobs hanging down. Quickly I grasp his erection again, my inhibitions gone, and wank it eagerly, wondering at the size of it, both in length and girth, and he has the hardness of youth. His foreskin barely covers the edge of his helmet, and the skin of his cock-head is taut and shiny.
It is too much of a temptation to resist, and I lean forward and touch the end of his cock with my tongue, loving the smoothness of the head as I lick it all over, and he moans with pleasure as I do it. I get bolder and slip the helmet into my mouth which is just so fantastic, feeling a manâs cock on my tongue, feeling it fill my mouth. He pushes his cock and it slides into my mouth until I canât take any more, and I only have about half of his length in me, and my mouth is opened wide to take him in.
I want him desperately, so I stop sucking on his erect cock and lie back, and slip off my knickers and open my legs wide, exposing my hairy pussy to him, not wanting to wait any longer. As he lies down on top of me I suddenly stop him. âWaitâ I say, âhave you got a condom?â I ask, and he shakes his head. I had totally forgotten and donât have any either, and the frustration is unbearable.
Lying on the floor together I grab his cock and stroke it, still admiring the size of it and how powerful it feels. I hold his balls which were hanging down loosely but are now tight up against the base of his mighty cock. As I wank him he reaches for the discarded present and presses the end against my pussy, and I am so wet it slips in without any resistance, until the realistic balls are pressed against my bum.
The dildo is no substitute for his cock but it is better than nothing, and he works it in and out of my cunt as I jerk his cock. Whether it is the dildo in my cunt or the excitement of playing with his big, black cock I donât know, but I am quickly reaching my orgasm. I think he senses this, probably from the noise I am making, and with the dildo deep in my cunt he starts to rub my clit.
This is too much for me and I cry out as the orgasm stabs through my clit and my cunt and it is so powerful it is almost painful and I have to stop him from rubbing my clit. He kneels astride me, the dildo in my cunt forgotten, and he wanks his big, stiff cock right in front of my face. Quicker and quicker he rubs it, the foreskin flapping over his helmet, his whole member rigidly stiff and then he pauses, and with a few quick rubs over his helmet he starts jetting spunk all over my face. Spurt after spurt of milky white semen shoots from his black cock until finally his climax is over and he is just dribbling the last of his cum out of his cock onto my chin.
I am shattered, but already he is wiping his cock on my panties and getting dressed as he has to get back to work. I guess the whole episode only took about fifteen minutes, and I kiss him deeply, I tell him that my birthday is in a couple of months and I will order some condoms for him to deliver and he smiles. I give him the mince pies that I had made for him, and I hide my naked body behind the door as he leaves, and I wave to the van as it drives away.
1 year ago