Delivery

It was a rainy and cool autumn night, a nice change from the long, hot summer. It had been a busy day and so I decided to call for a pizza to be delivered. In the meantime I took a long, hot shower to relax.
My husband was working very late. One child was sleeping and the other was gone to a friend's house overnight. Just as I was rubbing soapsuds all over my body, I heard the doorbell ring. Wouldn't you know it? I suddenly remembered that I had ordered a pizza. I knew that the delivery person would be standing in the rain, so I quickly put on a very short black silk robe. I was still wet so it was sticking to my body all over. I ran to the door and opened it to find the pizza kid who was also quite wet. I told him to come in out of the rain. When he stepped into the light of the hall, I was very happily surprised. He was about 6 feet tall, dark hair, brown eyes, very good looking, young but "old enough."
I was immediately excited. My nipples got hard under the wet silk and I think he noticed. My robe was coming open a little bit when I took the pizza and went to get the money so he could see more of my breasts. I was shaking when I was coming back from the kitchen with the money and I dropped some of it. He helped me pick it up and I could tell he was breathing heavily.

When we stood up I noticed how hard he was. His cock looked so big even under his clothes that I knew I couldn't resist trying to seduce him. I made some silly small talk to keep him there. He seemed in no hurry to leave although he was nervous and so was I. I just kept moving closer and closer to him as we talked until we were touching, leg to leg. To touch him was like electric pleasure running straight through me. I reached over and began to gently run my hands up and down his thighs.

Before he could speak I kissed his lips, gently at first, then more deeply and urgently until our mouths were open with passion. I felt his nice little ass and then his cock through his pants. I had to have it. Shaking like a leaf I began to unzip his pants. His hands were all over me. I could hardly catch my breath, I was so excited. He took my robe off and felt my breasts and nipples. I asked him if it was his first time. He said yes. I was going crazy. I whispered, "I'll make it so good for you baby."

When I got his pants off, his cock was so big and beautiful I knew I would come as soon as it was inside me. My pussy was wet and swollen and aching to have it. But it would have to wait.

Without his clothes he had a nice slender body and it was very warm and good to touch. I asked him to sit on the stairs that I wanted to suck him. I sat on the floor in front of him between his legs. I was in a perfect position to do it there. I started by licking his cock all the way up to the head lots of times, and especially around the head where it flares out. I love that part because it feels so good pulling inside on the outstroke.

I wanted to get fucked by him so badly. I licked the head of his cock and kissed it and sucked it gently at first, then harder and deeper into my mouth He was really enjoying this and began to fuck my mouth a little. When he came in my mouth I sucked all of it. I loved it.

We traded places on the stairs so he could do it to me. I had to sit higher up being shorter of course. I spread my legs open for him so eagerly. My clitoris was so big and hard I think he was happily surprised. The wetness was just oozing out of me. He was hard again and I showed him how to lick my clit, not too fast and then how to suck it gently and rhythmically until I came and came from it.

We couldn't put it off any longer and together tumbled on to the floor. He was lying on his back so I squatted down over that big cock. I had to ease it in slowly. It was so big and I was swollen tight with desire. The feeling was incredible. By the time he was all the way in me I had a blinding orgasm. I know I cried out but could not help it. Then I was immediately building up to the next orgasm. He came pretty soon after some really good deep strokes. It felt so good when his warm come filled me up inside.

Soon he was hard again and we fucked longer. I could feel him getting bigger and bigger inside of me as we fucked. It was excruciatingly fantastic. I was coming the whole time he was fucking me it seemed. He got on top of me and fucked me. Over and over I felt myself tighten up and come and I could tell he felt that too. I got on my hands and knees so he could fuck me from behind.

Finally we were exhausted. I helped him get dressed while I kissed him all over and he did the same to me. I wondered how many pizzas never got delivered that night as he left. Maybe I should order another one soon.

I hear his return and my heart races.
In lace stockings and high heels, I face the wall, arms raised and hands tied to a hook. He has left me in this way for some time and I have grown needy of pampering.

As he enters the room, solace comes with him. I shed the void of his absence with relief.
He stands at a distance, out of my view, but his gaze is upon me--watching, claiming--I can feel it. It excites me and stokes my craving for his closeness. But I know better than to expect; he will come to me at his accord, not mine.
He waits quietly, intentionally, forcing my body to writhe and beg for his attention. My movements are limited, and as desire continues to consume me, I can only express my yearning with swaying hips.

Deeming the gesture worthy, he takes a step closer. I burn with the anticipation of his touch but he is not lenient and comes no farther. An ache fills me and I moan with a small whimper. I must feel him. My back arches and my breasts crush against the wall. With labored breath, I push my ass out to him--as a plea, as a lure. And he moves closer, where I can feel his heat.

I inhale--drawing him, absorbing him with my senses. At last, a small step and my tender cheeks brush against his trousers. I become breathless, eager for more.

Gently, he trails the back of is hand down my spine. As male knuckles slide lower, my needs grow intolerable. I push out more prominently and wait for the arrival. He deliberately slows his hand to torment me while I remain motionless, in suspense.

An eternity passes before he reaches my pussy and grants me a single finger. Ohhh, I am so ready... My moans arise and I move on his precious hand languidly.

His sound of approval tells me so--my wetness pleases him. It is a definitive of his power over me. He allows me a moment of indulgence, then strips me of it.

I protest the emptiness with bleak moans, but he presses masculine body against my back and quiets me with that. A different sort of satisfaction fills my core.

With the lavish kiss on my shoulder, my head rolls back and my eyes drift shut. I have entered the gates of ecstasy and my world is spinning. Circling me with his arms, he traps my wriggling body against the solid mass that is his. There is a roughness to his shirt, but it is his and I cherish the sensation.

I gasp with pleasure and move to urge when he begins to harden against my quivering buttocks. Take me, fill me, begs of him my entire being. Yet, he continues to deny, all the while caressing, groping, seducing my nerves with his touch. I am no match against his demands and raw hunger brings tears to my eyes.

With my eminent defeat, I grow limp. He reaches up and releases my hands. When my drained body begins to collapse, he quickly collects me in his arms. I cling to him, whimpering, as he carries me to bed--his bed. And now there, in heaven, he will complete his possession of me.

I am delirious; passion is pounding in my heart......

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