Special delivery
Special delivery
I was home alone for the day
Wife not expected back until late evening so I decided to pamper myself and have a dress up day.
I had a shower, shaved my legs and painted my toenails a pretty pink
Going to my special drawer I selected some sexy black lingerie with red trim, bra, panties and suspender belt along with silky gloss lace top stockings.
My outfit was completed by strappy red high heeled sandals and a see thru red baby doll.
I was hard before I was half dressed, if I’m honest I was half hard when I painted my nails lol.
I went to the lounge to take a few selfies and video myself strutting up and down. It was a bright sunny day so I decided to take the fun outside.
At the side of the house we have a pathway running past the back door which is pretty private except for at the very end where it turns to the front and is visible from the front door, whenever I’m naked outside it always gives me an extra thrill when I go to this end as there is the chance of being caught I think, though I never had.
Today I was so horny and feeling extra daring, so stood my phone on the wall there to capture me posing and walking up and down, stroking my nylon covered legs and of course my stiff cock.
After a few shots and short videos the baby doll was gone along with my panties and I was stroking my drooling erection as I paraded the length of the path in the sunshine.
Frequently I had to go to my phone to adjust for different shots, check the results or set the delay timer for more stills, each time of course I put myself in danger of being spotted by anyone that may come to the front door. I wasn’t expecting anyone and the post had already been delivered so I wasn’t unduly worried and I find in this sort of situation adrenaline and excitement kind of overrule any fear or logic.
Today was about to prove that my extra excitement at being caught was not unjustified, I was there again in the danger area, distracted and fiddling with my phone when a sound made me glance towards the front door!
A delivery guy was about to press the doorbell, the click of my heels on the paving as I turned had him look my way.
“Ahh good morning sir…or should I say madam?” he said with a smile on his lips
“I have a parcel for you.”
He immediately walked towards the iron gate separating us and I was caught, like a rabbit in the headlights
“Can you take sir?” He asked in a Latino accent.
His arm was already reaching over the gate to pass me the shoe box sized parcel.
I was forced to move my hands from shielding the semi stiff cock beneath to take it from him.
His eyes were immediately drawn to my crotch, unashamedly staring until I took the parcel and used that to cover my embarrassment.
“No need feel difficult sir” he said in faltering English “you look perfectly nice today.”
His hands fumbled in his pocket to take out his phone
“Photo for my company delivery sir” he said, holding the phone in front of me
I was slightly unnerved at this but still didn’t stop him when he reached for the gate catch and let himself in to get a better shot
“Hold up higher please” he said “not see label”
I lifted up as instructed though I knew he was more focused on my cock than the parcel
“Step back one more please sir” he asked, smiling and gesturing with his hands
I did as requested but also moved the parcel to one side to pose for him, giving him what he wanted, I was sure.
“Thank you sir I joke about company, this photo only for me” he chuckled.
He took the parcel from me, his swarthy hand brushing across my stomach sent an electricity through me and I felt myself exhale sharply.
Placing it on the ground this stocky dark skinned man now crouched, placed a hand on my calf and ran it up to the thigh. His face was level with my naked smooth cock and for a moment I felt sure he was going to kiss it, his other hand stroking up my leg over the lace, was on my cool buttock.
He was so close I felt his hot breath on my penis flesh as he passed by to kiss me softly on the stomach.
My god I so wanted him to take me in his mouth, I was trembling in anticipation.
He stood and held my body roughly against him, stroking my ass and back before grabbing at my engorged rod, wanking me crudely. There was no finesse or tenderness about it, just tugging roughly while he squeezed my ass and kissed and bit at my chest at the same time.
I reciprocated, running my hands over his ass before grabbing at his crotch, feeling his hardness straight away.
He tugged urgently at his belt, releasing the khaki shorts allowing them to fall around his work boots.
Our cocks were touching now and he held and wanked them together firmly before taking my hand, guiding it to his, urging me to take over, to masturbate him.
I did, I felt him hard in my fist and pressed him to my own flesh before his hands were on my shoulders pushing me down his chest, sliding me down his stout body.
I resisted at first, was this what I wanted? But his weight was insistent, forcing me to my knees, my stockings on the paving.
He pulled up his tee shirt and held my head against his round belly for a moment before thrusting that stiff cock against my cheek, his strong musk in my nostrils when he pushed my nose into thick black pubes.
In all my years of fantasy of being with a man it was always some fit smooth and hard white guy or twink, not a forty something Latino with a pot belly and hairy balls.
Here I was though and there was something raw about it, his short fat cock matched his body, bulging in the shaft with a shiny dark head, the balls tight and hairy underneath. He held the root and slapped my cheek with it before thrusting at my lips.
“That’s it fag boy suck my cock” he growled before forcing it between.
I didn’t resist and the smooth head slipped onto my tongue.
I was immediately overwhelmed ‘wow this felt so good’ my tongue swirled around him and I sucked really hard before he thrust to the back of my throat, making me gag and try to pull off with the shock.
His strong hands were on my head when he pulled out a little and began just fucking my mouth rhythmically, not too deep but filling me completely.
His cock really was fat, my mouth stretched wide and my cheeks filled with every thrust. I wanted to suck and caress this lovely thing but had no control whatsoever, this was his fuck and he was taking it.
I relaxed and let it happen, my hands moved to his thighs feeling them tighten and his buttocks quiver with each thrust. Now I was holding him to me, encouraging him to take me.
The discomfort of my knees on the hard floor faded while his balls slapped against my chin now, the tip of his fat member at the back of my throat, he held me there, grunting and jerking until I gasped for air, my nose pressed hard into those coarse black pubes.
I tried to look up at him and he slapped my cheek
“Don’t move slut” he said firmly and returned to fucking
My own penis was pointing up from my lap begging attention when I felt his legs begin to tremble and knew I was about to get my reward
The first spurt fired deep into my throat
“Yess Si Si, oh fuck FUCK.” He groaned and unloaded another onto my tongue.
His salty bitter taste filled my mouth before he withdrew and took hold of his tool,
directing his remaining seed all over my upturned face
“That’s it slut, have my cum.” He chuckled
I felt totally used, feeling the pungent fluid run down my cheeks and chin as well as onto my chest but it didn’t stop me from taking him back into my mouth to clean up when offered, I slurped and sucked at his fading erection, milking every last drop.
He stood back to look down at me, a sneering smile on his lips
“Don’t move” he said as he reached down to pull up his shorts
I knelt with my hands on my thighs while he took out his phone to snap a few shots of my cum covered humiliation.
He turned and took another device from his pocket
“For my company.” He said when he pointed it at the parcel on the ground then turned to walk away.
“Uh, are you leaving?” I asked sheepishly
“I have other calls” he said brusquely
“Wait, please.” I said weakly, dragging myself from the floor
“No, I must go now” he replied coldly
“Can you please send me the photos?” I asked quietly
“Oh yes, I can” he answered with a faint smile and lifted his phone
He selected them then handed me the phone
“Put in the number”
I typed it in and pressed send.
As he closed the gate I waited for my phone to beep when the first message came in, he didn't look back.
Legs still weak I teetered over in my heels to retrieve it and saw it was still recording in video mode.
Setting to play I wanked off in front of the gate, in truth I was shooting my load before I even got to my knees in the video and although it did not always capture the best angles or composition it’s by far the best home sex movie I have, it fits perfectly with my memories.
I was home alone for the day
Wife not expected back until late evening so I decided to pamper myself and have a dress up day.
I had a shower, shaved my legs and painted my toenails a pretty pink
Going to my special drawer I selected some sexy black lingerie with red trim, bra, panties and suspender belt along with silky gloss lace top stockings.
My outfit was completed by strappy red high heeled sandals and a see thru red baby doll.
I was hard before I was half dressed, if I’m honest I was half hard when I painted my nails lol.
I went to the lounge to take a few selfies and video myself strutting up and down. It was a bright sunny day so I decided to take the fun outside.
At the side of the house we have a pathway running past the back door which is pretty private except for at the very end where it turns to the front and is visible from the front door, whenever I’m naked outside it always gives me an extra thrill when I go to this end as there is the chance of being caught I think, though I never had.
Today I was so horny and feeling extra daring, so stood my phone on the wall there to capture me posing and walking up and down, stroking my nylon covered legs and of course my stiff cock.
After a few shots and short videos the baby doll was gone along with my panties and I was stroking my drooling erection as I paraded the length of the path in the sunshine.
Frequently I had to go to my phone to adjust for different shots, check the results or set the delay timer for more stills, each time of course I put myself in danger of being spotted by anyone that may come to the front door. I wasn’t expecting anyone and the post had already been delivered so I wasn’t unduly worried and I find in this sort of situation adrenaline and excitement kind of overrule any fear or logic.
Today was about to prove that my extra excitement at being caught was not unjustified, I was there again in the danger area, distracted and fiddling with my phone when a sound made me glance towards the front door!
A delivery guy was about to press the doorbell, the click of my heels on the paving as I turned had him look my way.
“Ahh good morning sir…or should I say madam?” he said with a smile on his lips
“I have a parcel for you.”
He immediately walked towards the iron gate separating us and I was caught, like a rabbit in the headlights
“Can you take sir?” He asked in a Latino accent.
His arm was already reaching over the gate to pass me the shoe box sized parcel.
I was forced to move my hands from shielding the semi stiff cock beneath to take it from him.
His eyes were immediately drawn to my crotch, unashamedly staring until I took the parcel and used that to cover my embarrassment.
“No need feel difficult sir” he said in faltering English “you look perfectly nice today.”
His hands fumbled in his pocket to take out his phone
“Photo for my company delivery sir” he said, holding the phone in front of me
I was slightly unnerved at this but still didn’t stop him when he reached for the gate catch and let himself in to get a better shot
“Hold up higher please” he said “not see label”
I lifted up as instructed though I knew he was more focused on my cock than the parcel
“Step back one more please sir” he asked, smiling and gesturing with his hands
I did as requested but also moved the parcel to one side to pose for him, giving him what he wanted, I was sure.
“Thank you sir I joke about company, this photo only for me” he chuckled.
He took the parcel from me, his swarthy hand brushing across my stomach sent an electricity through me and I felt myself exhale sharply.
Placing it on the ground this stocky dark skinned man now crouched, placed a hand on my calf and ran it up to the thigh. His face was level with my naked smooth cock and for a moment I felt sure he was going to kiss it, his other hand stroking up my leg over the lace, was on my cool buttock.
He was so close I felt his hot breath on my penis flesh as he passed by to kiss me softly on the stomach.
My god I so wanted him to take me in his mouth, I was trembling in anticipation.
He stood and held my body roughly against him, stroking my ass and back before grabbing at my engorged rod, wanking me crudely. There was no finesse or tenderness about it, just tugging roughly while he squeezed my ass and kissed and bit at my chest at the same time.
I reciprocated, running my hands over his ass before grabbing at his crotch, feeling his hardness straight away.
He tugged urgently at his belt, releasing the khaki shorts allowing them to fall around his work boots.
Our cocks were touching now and he held and wanked them together firmly before taking my hand, guiding it to his, urging me to take over, to masturbate him.
I did, I felt him hard in my fist and pressed him to my own flesh before his hands were on my shoulders pushing me down his chest, sliding me down his stout body.
I resisted at first, was this what I wanted? But his weight was insistent, forcing me to my knees, my stockings on the paving.
He pulled up his tee shirt and held my head against his round belly for a moment before thrusting that stiff cock against my cheek, his strong musk in my nostrils when he pushed my nose into thick black pubes.
In all my years of fantasy of being with a man it was always some fit smooth and hard white guy or twink, not a forty something Latino with a pot belly and hairy balls.
Here I was though and there was something raw about it, his short fat cock matched his body, bulging in the shaft with a shiny dark head, the balls tight and hairy underneath. He held the root and slapped my cheek with it before thrusting at my lips.
“That’s it fag boy suck my cock” he growled before forcing it between.
I didn’t resist and the smooth head slipped onto my tongue.
I was immediately overwhelmed ‘wow this felt so good’ my tongue swirled around him and I sucked really hard before he thrust to the back of my throat, making me gag and try to pull off with the shock.
His strong hands were on my head when he pulled out a little and began just fucking my mouth rhythmically, not too deep but filling me completely.
His cock really was fat, my mouth stretched wide and my cheeks filled with every thrust. I wanted to suck and caress this lovely thing but had no control whatsoever, this was his fuck and he was taking it.
I relaxed and let it happen, my hands moved to his thighs feeling them tighten and his buttocks quiver with each thrust. Now I was holding him to me, encouraging him to take me.
The discomfort of my knees on the hard floor faded while his balls slapped against my chin now, the tip of his fat member at the back of my throat, he held me there, grunting and jerking until I gasped for air, my nose pressed hard into those coarse black pubes.
I tried to look up at him and he slapped my cheek
“Don’t move slut” he said firmly and returned to fucking
My own penis was pointing up from my lap begging attention when I felt his legs begin to tremble and knew I was about to get my reward
The first spurt fired deep into my throat
“Yess Si Si, oh fuck FUCK.” He groaned and unloaded another onto my tongue.
His salty bitter taste filled my mouth before he withdrew and took hold of his tool,
directing his remaining seed all over my upturned face
“That’s it slut, have my cum.” He chuckled
I felt totally used, feeling the pungent fluid run down my cheeks and chin as well as onto my chest but it didn’t stop me from taking him back into my mouth to clean up when offered, I slurped and sucked at his fading erection, milking every last drop.
He stood back to look down at me, a sneering smile on his lips
“Don’t move” he said as he reached down to pull up his shorts
I knelt with my hands on my thighs while he took out his phone to snap a few shots of my cum covered humiliation.
He turned and took another device from his pocket
“For my company.” He said when he pointed it at the parcel on the ground then turned to walk away.
“Uh, are you leaving?” I asked sheepishly
“I have other calls” he said brusquely
“Wait, please.” I said weakly, dragging myself from the floor
“No, I must go now” he replied coldly
“Can you please send me the photos?” I asked quietly
“Oh yes, I can” he answered with a faint smile and lifted his phone
He selected them then handed me the phone
“Put in the number”
I typed it in and pressed send.
As he closed the gate I waited for my phone to beep when the first message came in, he didn't look back.
Legs still weak I teetered over in my heels to retrieve it and saw it was still recording in video mode.
Setting to play I wanked off in front of the gate, in truth I was shooting my load before I even got to my knees in the video and although it did not always capture the best angles or composition it’s by far the best home sex movie I have, it fits perfectly with my memories.
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