A special delivery [MF] [detailed]

It is right before closing time and there is one last customer in the store that I finish, as I see you walk in with the supplies I ordered. You smile at me and I sheepishly smile back and blush a little. I feel my neck becoming hot and I know how flushed I am. I say goodbye to my customer and close the door behind her. I hope she didn’t see how your presence affected me.

Taking my mask off I come to you and greet you with a handshake. But you stepped a tiny bit closer than usual, making me aware of your body. I look from your chest, up to your shoulders, and finally lock eyes with you and it is your thumb that softly but repeatedly strokes the back of my hand. I feel an electric current roaming from my hand to my chest, turning my nipples into pebbles. And I know one can see them easily, cause I don’t wear padded bras, only thin satin fabric, because I really don’t want any added volume. But that’s the downside, so I break our contact and cross my arms in front of my chest and hope you didn’t see their reaction.

We chatted for a bit, as usual. This was the last stop for you today and you are already changed and not in your work clothing anymore. You volunteered to bring my supplies since it’s on your way home more or less… You wave with the papers I have to sign, that I received, what I ordered. So I step to the counter and get a pen, you are right behind me. We don’t touch, but I can feel the heat your body radiates and you reach around and lay the papers in front of me. I feel my breath go rather shallow and fast. I quickly sign on every line you point at from behind me. I can feel your gaze on my chest and your breath down my neck near my ear. Then your heat is gone.

I turn around to see you picking the supplies up again and ask me where you can bring them. I know you know where I store them, but I lead the way to the backroom of the store. You put them in the usual spot and close the door to the main room With the big windows, so no passersby can see us.

Yes, now it’s us. You make eye contact and come closer. Now my lower back is pressed against the counter with nowhere to go. You come up to me and put your hands on the counter on either side of me. I feel my breast touching your chest and your nose is at my temple, inhaling and nuzzling my hair. I sharply inhale and a whimper leaves me. That is when your hands are on my hips, inching below the hem of my shirt, and moving upwards. At my waist, your fingertips finally touch the skin of my stomach, as my skirt and tights end there. Your warm fingers inch further up slowly, caressing my soft skin on their way until they finally reach the bottom of my bra and stop. Anticipation has me on my toes and I face you again, almost willing to complain about your abrupt stop, when all you wanted was for me to look up to you again. You come in and kiss me at that moment while simultaneously your hands finally grab my tits.

Oh snap, that feels so good. Relieving and not enough at the same time. Your kisses are hot and urgent, your tongue is masterfully teasing and your soft biting of my plump bottom lip is nothing short of mind-mushing. I bring my hands up to your neck, treading my Fingers into your short hair. You take advantage of this and pull my shirt over my head, ending your Kiss. That leaves me in only my thin black satin bra. Feeling exposed, I smile at you. You smile back and you firmly look into my eyes. You bring both of your hands on either side of my neck then let them slide down to my shoulders and further down my arms, taking my bra-straps with them.

“You have no idea how long those two have taunted me. For weeks now, I daily checked to see if you placed another order to be delivered.” Your hands are on my waist now and you pull my body into yours. I can feel your bulge pressing hard against my lower stomach. Your eyes are dark with desire and it’s hard to hold your gaze by now. I press my thighs together in a futile attempt of trying to ease the tension in my core that gets hotter by the second.

My hands are on your chest, my arms slightly restricted by my bra straps. I get on my toes and pull you in to feel your lips on mine again. I feel a low growl coming from deep inside you, as you thread your hands inside my skirt, tights, and panties and cup my ass. I feel my feet leave the floor and you hoist me up and your warm and strong hands are suddenly replaced by the cold counter that I can feel against my suddenly bare cheeks now, and my small shriek of surprise is stopped by your lips. Continuing this motion, you strip me of all the layers on my lower body, even get my shoes off in a matter of seconds. Well, that escalated quickly. I hold you close and kiss you to buy me some time, slightly panicked that I am now obscenely nude, while you have all your clothes on your body. You cup my ass again and pull me right to the edge, so I am struggling with fear of falling. I instinctively raise my legs and try to gain some stability by hugging your sides with my thighs. So now I am not only naked but all opened up for you to see if we break our kiss and you know that. I feel a devilish smile on your kissing lips.

To finish your masterpiece your hands slowly caress their way up my sensitive and rather ticklish sides and tug on my almost defenseless bra to free my breasts. One at a time I get rid of the straps and try to steady myself on your shoulders with one arm and start to open the buttons on your plaid shirt with the other. Buttons are unfair.

One final tug and you have my bra at my waist. Your hands cup my globes and I can feel your calloused palms on my silky skin. The feeling sends goosebumps all over my body and a moan leaves my lips for you to catch it. The button-hand gets distracted.

“You need help with these?” I half absent-mindedly shake my head no.

“You sure?” and with that, he pinches my nipple, and hard. Startled, I break the kiss, and leaned backward, take my arms with me, and clutch my thighs to your sides even tighter for support. Now I’m all on display. Bastard.

With one hand I try to cover my beast and soothe my nipples. He unbuttons the rest of his shirt and takes it off. I look at your lean and athletic torso with just the right amount of hair on your chest.

“Don’t do that to me. Give me your hand.” You take my wrist, remove my arm from my breast and guide it down between my legs. Instinctively I let my middle and ring finger slide across my clit and further down. Oh dear, I’m so wet. I let them slide inside a couple of times accompanied by slippery squelching noises. Your hands are on my tits again, massaging them, when finally your mouth is on one, on the other. Sucking, licking, biting. I lean back and try to thrust more of my tits in your face. I slowly move my hand and feel myself tightening around my fingers. My breathing is labored by now.

Your tongue and lips trace up my body. Up to my neck. Up to my chin. Finding parted lips. You slide your tongue in and meet mine. One hand finds my wrist and slowly takes my hand away from me, guiding it up. You break our kiss and bring my hand at the height of our faces, looking at me intently and start to unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants. I look into your eyes and slowly guide my fingers to my lips, sucking them in. On those fingers that you took away from me, tasting myself. My salty-sweet and lightly musky lubricant. Your eyes flicker and I think I see a bit of betrayal and envy. Now that your pants are opened I pull the same stunt you did and tug your pants and boxers down in one small swipe with my feet, and see your girthy cock spring to freedom. Now it’s my time to smile at him.

“Oh my bad, did you expect me to stick my fingers in YOUR face?“ and I lick my lips clean to tease you more.

“No worries, I will get my fair share.” So you come close again and kiss me, deeply inhaling my lingering scent, meeting my tongue for traces of my honey. I put my hand between my legs again and collect some of my juices, then stretch it out and touch your cock for the first time and get rewarded with a moan. With my legs, I pull you close. I use my wetness as lubricant and start stroking you slowly. I pick up your precum with my thumb on an up-stroke and guide it to my lips and lick it off. You keep me upright, while I go back to continue stroking your cock. I lay it on my wet sex. Now sandwiched between my hand and my swollen lips you start to thrust slowly. Forehead to forehead, we both mesmerized watch your thick head appearing and disappearing, rubbing my clit deliciously with every move you make. And then I lie down on the counter and try to coax you into me on your next upward move, but you stop, and take your cock away from me, and take my thighs, spreading me and lowering your head between my legs.

“Since you’ve been a good girl and lubricated my dick plenty, I guess this is for me to taste then.” my breath hitched, as your tongue had its first long and bold lick. Almost teasing my ass, then a quick dip right into my readily waiting hole before you flattened your tongue and went up till you finally sucked on my already really sensitive clit. My core pulls tight and my legs slightly spasm in your strong hands holding them apart. You repeat your treatment but focusing on everything but my clit now, dipping and licking, sipping and flicking. I was so close, right on the edge, like my ass on this freaking countertop.

My mind was dazed by now. You pull me up and set my feet back to the ground and turn me around. Before I know where is up and where is down, you line up and push your cock in me. Slowly but surely putting me on my toes again, as you go in deeper and deeper and stretch me until you are all sheathed. You let out a long breath, while mine quickens, just from the feeling of having your thick cock inside me.

You reach around until you have a good grip on a breast of mine and pull my shoulders back to your chest, where both of our now damp skin touches. You Kiss my cheek and I can smell myself on your face. My back is almost painfully arched now.

“U ready?” I close my eyes and nod to him in response. You hold me tight and start to move. I wasn’t ready for THIS. You start slowly going in and out. I have to close my eyes shut and a loud moan comes out of nowhere. You put my hand on my mouth.

“You wouldn’t want any neighbors to know how you have your dirty ways back here, do you?“ I shake my head, he is right, but you continue to give deep strokes hitting like all the spots. And the part of me that cares, if anybody hears me, is short of extinction. I whimper in my hand, as you speed up. You let my upper body go and bend me down. My hand has to let go of my mouth to brace myself on the counter.

“Are you OK?”

“I guess… Yes?”

“Don’t worry Babe, I will make you OK.”

Again you start slowly. Caressing my breast from behind, rolling my nipples between your fingers, soothing them. One hand always with a strong grip on my hip, guiding my bottom, when I struggle with balance.

“You look so delicious with that sweaty sheen on your skin. Just like last summer, when it was so frickin’ hot and you stood there just glowing. That day was the first time I stroked myself, picturing you.”

You traced your thumb down my spine, wetting it in my sweat. It never leaves my spine and you go all the way down between my cheeks. The anticipation is killing me. I hope you do… Yessss you do. Your thumb is circling my asshole, massaging it, probing, and finally is granted access. You are not in deep, but this sensation together with your now powerful and fast thrusts deep inside is what finally… Finally pushes me over the edge. I don’t care, I come so hard, I moan without any care left in my body (for now), I clench down on you, thrust back against you to have you as deep as I can. You let me ride it out on you. Now I lay down flat on the counter, unable to move.

“Can I paint your cheeks?”

“Well, I don’t know if you CAN, but you definitely are allowed to.” With that, I earned myself a light spank on each butt cheek, before you begin to stroke yourself. You lubricate your thumb again with my cum and put it back inside my ass. You go down on your knees behind me and have your final last licks of my freshly pounded V before you stand up and I feel hot spurts of cum all over my cheeks and smile.

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2 comments on “A special delivery [MF] [detailed]

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