Courier delivery

I had often read or seen porn about hot encounters with delivery guys but nothing like that had ever happened to me. Till recently.

I had ordered some gear from an online company and knew from press reports how poorly most companies pay their couriers. So I thought I should tip the courier when he arrived, and I stuffed $20 in my pocket.

About 2pm the doorbell rang and I opened the door to find a beefy delivery guy standing there with my parcel. He looked about 40, had short-cut-red hair, a trim beard, and a couple of tattoos showing on his forearms. I took the parcel after he had scanned it to show delivery, then I held out the $20 note and said “I appreciate your work”.

He smiled and put the cash in his pocket, and thanked me for being so generous. I replied that I had heard that couriers weren’t paid real well, and if he had a few minutes spare he could make another $50 by letting me suck his cock.

He grinned and said he could use the $50 but “I’m not gay though, so no kissing, ok?”. I assured him it was his cock I wanted to kiss, and gestured for him to step inside.

Putting the parcel down on the carpet, I closed the door behind us and slid down on my knees in front of this hot man.

He opened the fly on his chinos then told me he thought he might need to piss first. “You can take a piss right here, down my throat” I whispered. “You sure?” he asked and I said “Feed me your hose mate”. So he slid out his half-erect cock and I took the head in my mouth and waited till he released a flow of hot piss. I guzzled a long steady stream down my throat, and when he finally stopped pissing I started to suck his cock, and occasionally buried it down my throat so my face was in his sexy ginger pubic hair.

He soon started thrusting and I knew it wouldn’t be long so I sucked energetically till he said he was going to come soon and I told him “Fill my belly with your fucking load mate” and started deep-throating him again. Soon I was rewarded with a loud groan and the smell of spunk, his hands holding me in a tight headlock as he pumped his load down my throat. Then he released me from the headlock and I caught my breath for a moment before starting to gently lick and suck his cock as it slowly softened.

After a short while he stuffed his equipment back in his jocks and I said “Just a minute while I get your $50”. I ducked into my bedroom and grabbed the note from my wallet and strode back to the hallway and handed the cash to him. He then told me that was the best head-job he’d ever had. Grasping the opportunity, I said “If I gave you my phone number, you could make another $50 sometime when you’re off-duty and have time for a more thorough head job”. He nodded and said “Deal” so I wrote my number and first name on a piece of paper and he folded it into his wallet along with the cash I had given him. Then he said he had to keep moving as he had a lot more parcels to deliver, so I ushered him out the front door, and told him not to forget me next time he was feeling horny.

About ten days went by before I got a call. He said “This is your courier mate” and I told him I hoped he was ready to ride my face again. He wanted to come over in about twenty minutes, which suited me fine. This time he arrived in shorts and a tight tee that showed off his burly chest, and I took him into the bedroom and told him I would like him to strip naked and lie on the bed so I could worship his body. He did as I asked but said he wanted me to stay dressed, which was fine by me.

So I knelt between his legs and began licking his nuts, and taking them in my mouth one at a time. He moaned appreciatively, but then I told him I wanted to lick his crack, and gently lifted his legs and buried my face in his arse-cheeks. My tongue began probing his cherry and soon I was pushing it into his hole as hard as I could while he moaned and swore appreciatively.

As I licked and tongued his crack my right hand was gripping his erection which was now at full-mast, so eventually I released his legs and bent down to swallow his length. He bucked his hips up to fill my throat and I slurped and sucked in a cock-hungry frenzy. It didn’t take long for him to crush my face into his crotch and ejaculate into my throat, saying “Take it man, take my fuckin’ load”.

Eventually I stopped kissing and licking his cum-and-spit-covered cock and grabbed some tissues to dry off his beautiful weapon and wipe my face. He said to me that no woman had ever swallowed his cum, and I told him I wanted to be his cum-swallowing bitch whenever he needed to unload.

I got off the bed and as he dressed I grabbed a $50 note from the drawer, and passed it to him. He left looking happy and I slipped back to the bedroom and stroked myself to orgasm as I relived the memory of taking his hard cock in my mouth.

A couple of weeks went by till my courier mate phoned again. It was a pleasantly warm Sunday afternoon, and I was reading some sci-fi when he called. We agreed that he would be here in about half an hour, which gave me time to shower and douche. Yes, I had big plans for that ginger cock!

When he arrived and stripped off in my bedroom, I was in a tee shirt and loose shorts without underwear. I serviced his cock with my mouth for a bit, then told him he could double his money if he would fuck me. “Fuck yeah” he replied and I grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripped open the packaging and rolled the rubber down over his stiff rod. I yanked off my shorts and applied some lube to my arse-crack and worked it in, then lubed his condom-covered cock a bit more. He was still lying on his back so I straddled him and lowered myself onto his cock, guiding it into my arse and gently pressing till the sphincter relaxed and he was in all the way. “Just wait a few seconds till I adjust to that big piece of meat” I told him, and in no time I was able to start riding up and down on his cock as he swore and cursed with pleasure.

I rode him and told him how much I loved his big cock, how I wanted to be his bitch. He pulled my shoulders down to his chest, taking care not to make face-contact, then rolled us over so I was on my back. He began power-thrusting into me calling me his bitch and telling me he would fuck me whenever he wanted, as I moaned “Yes boss, fuck me hard stud”

He bent my knees down around my ears as he pumped savagely into me, sweating and gasping as he unleashed his load inside me. We lay there for a few minutes till he had recovered and pulled out of me, the condom clearly full of his spunk. I grabbed a few tissues and carefully unrolled the condom and wrapped it in the tissues, dropping them beside the bed.

I pulled the coverlet up over us both and curled up beside him with my head on his chest. I was feeling emotional and told him he was the hottest man I had ever been with, even if he didn’t kiss. He laughed, and told me I was a better fuck than most of the women he had been with, then added that there hadn’t really been many. He said he felt like having a nap if that was ok with me, and I said that was perfect.

We both drifted off to sleep for a little while, and when he stirred I suggested a shower. We entered the bathroom and he was about to take a piss in the toilet but I told him I wanted him to hose me down in the shower. So we stepped into the shower and waited till the water was warm, then I squatted down and asked him to go for it. His warm piss splashed over my face and I opened my mouth to swallow some of his stream, then directed the stream back over my chest and face, moaning that I loved taking his piss and cum-loads.

As his piss stopped flowing, his cock grew firm and I took it in my month and started to suck. In no time at all he was hard and I stood and whispered “I’ll make it $200 if you fuck me without a rubber and come in my arse”. He didn’t bother to reply, just spun me around and moved in behind me as I grabbed his cock and centred it on my cherry before pressing back and taking his bare meat right inside me. He rode me hard, whispering filthy talk in my ear as he pounded my hungry fuck-hole. I begged him to make me his bitch, to fill me with his seed, to make me his cum-dump, and soon enough he locked me in his beefy arms and moaned as he shot a load into my gut, muttering “Fuck yeah, take it bitch” as he came.

A couple of minutes went by then we rinsed off under the shower and towelled ourselves dry. I went to the drawer and pulled out four $50 bills for him. He laughed and said maybe he should take up sex work full-time as it paid way better than driving a delivery van. I couldn’t help saying that he didn’t need to have sex with other men, he had me for his cum-dump at $200 a time, and I could afford to look after him maybe twice a week if he wanted. As he finished dressing he said he looked forward to fucking me again in a few days time.

True to his word, I got a call a few days later from my courier mate. But there was a twist. He told me he’d been drinking with his best mate who was bitching about not getting enough sex. My courier mate (I still didn’t know his name) had told his mate he was fucking a gay guy for money, and his mate had shown an interest in the idea. So they were planning to come over to my place that afternoon if I was up for it. Well, I figured I had nothing else to spend my money on so why not? A quick shower, a douche and some lube in my crack and I was ready for guests.

When they arrived I got my first look at his mate. He was a tall chunky guy who looked middle-eastern, with a trim beard and powerful arms. I knew I wanted him to have me as well as my ginger mate, and I walked them to the bedroom and suggested they strip off. I knelt in front of the pair and sucked them alternately for quite some time. Then my ginger mate hauled me up to my feet and told me to bend over and keep sucking his mate . I did as I was told, swallowing the darker man’s cock right to the hilt as my ginger mate slid his boner into my arse. He didn’t waste time but started pounding me hard and soon shot a load inside me. “I just came in his arse, your turn now” he said to his mate and the darker man quickly slipped into me and started humping. With my mouth free I was now able to make some commentary, and moaned “Yeah ride my cum-filled fuck-hole, stud”. He fucked me for a couple of minutes and as he started to tense up ready to come I called out “Fill my bitch pussy you fucking stallion” and he erupted in me.

The two of them showered while I used the toilet, then I had a quick shower too.

I told them they were both “fucking hot studs” as I handed over a wad of notes to each of them. The middle-eastern guy asked if he could have my number and punched it into his phone contact list.

A week went by and I got a call from the middle-eastern guy, his name was Ahmed. We went to my bedroom and I worshipped his cock with my mouth, rimmed him for a while (he loved it) and then rode his cock straddling his hips and looking at his handsome face. Suddenly he pulled me forward and began to kiss me, his tongue pushing into my mouth urgently, and I returned his passion. We continued kissing until he gasped “I’m coming” and thrust his hips up to ejaculate deep inside me. Then he pulled my face to his again and we resumed kissing.

I was so turned on by Ahmed’s passionate kisses that it only took a few strokes and I spilled my spunk over his belly. We lay together for a while then showered. I got out my wallet but Ahmed said he didn’t come here for money, he just wanted sex with me and he hoped I would want to fuck with him again. I asked him if he had fucked other men, but he said he had only been with a few women and that didn’t turn him on like when he was with me. We kissed again and I said I wanted him to fill me with his spunk again soon. He promised it would be very soon, but he had to get moving as his afternoon shift was starting soon.

My ginger courier man turned up a few more times but then got himself a girl-friend who liked his cock as much as I did, so he stopped coming over to see me. But Ahmed became a regular at least weekly, and I feel utterly fulfilled each time he gives me his cock. I have never wanted anyone else since.