Delivery from Jimmy

Every weekend my husband and I have this ritual. Basically, it’s the opposite of the ritual that we have during the week. On weekend he’s the one who has to get up early and head out to work. He’s in charge of a large media news room. Every Saturday and Sunday morning he’s up and out of the house by 6. I usually wake up to just the dark figure in the doorway and the chaste kiss before he heads out. 

Much like any other day, I woke up and he was gone. This particular weekend I needed to clean up from having my parents visit for the week. Since we were quickly coming up on Thanksgiving, I had a couple of packages coming, they included new platters for serving, since we were going to be hosting my family this year.

I’d spend much of the morning drinking coffee and doing smaller chores around the house. Time seemed to fly by, because before I knew it, it was just about lunch. Not sure what I wanted to eat, I was standing at the fridge and perusing my options when the doorbell rang. Seeing as I wasn’t expecting anyone to stop by, I was a little hesitant to answer, but when I peeked out the window, I saw a guy standing there with my Amazon orders. Opening the door, I was a bit speechless by the man standing before me. He was slightly shorter than my 6’0”, but he was ripped based on his form fitting clothing.

He handed me the packages and asked if it would be too much of an imposition to use my bathroom. I told him that it wouldn’t be any imposition at all. I walked him down the hallway and showed him the bathroom, after he stepped in, I thought it was a little odd that he didn’t close the door. Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to glance in as I walked by. He was standing there holding a ridiculously fat, uncut cock. The size of that cock matched the rest of him. It was a brute. When I looked up, I knew I’d been caught.

Rushing down the hall I busied myself opening the packages that he’d dropped off. As I stood there, I barely registered the sound of the toilet flushing, or the sound of this man walking down the hall back to the kitchen area. However, I felt him press into my back. There was no mistaking, he’d taken all of his clothes off, and when I turned around my suspicion was correct. There standing before me was an amazing looking man, totally ripped, with his massive cock standing straight out from this body.

I was totally speechless, but he said “Hey man, you like what you see? My name’s Jimmy” I am still standing there speechless and he steps toward me. It’s not until I feel his hand grab the bulging girth of my cock. I didn’t even realize that I was hard, his hand was sliding up and down my 8 inches. All I could get out was “My name is Mikey.”

He continued to stroke my cock and he dropped to his knees in front of me. He stared into my eyes as he undid my pants and pulled my cock out. Without missing a beat, he swallowed my cock right down to the pubic hairs. Letting out a guttural moan, I just gripped his head. However, it was a short-lived sensation, because he pulled off. I was quickly spun around and his fingers dug deep into my crack. The pressure I felt from his fingers on my tight hole was intense. Everything in my mind was screaming that I should get this guy out of my house, but I couldn’t speak.

Before my mind returned to my body, I felt his tongue take a long slow swipe over my ass. Feeling him sucking on my hole. This was a sensation that I’ve never experienced in my life. Not only did it feel like he was trying to get inside me, but it also felt like he was trying to suck my life out through my ass. The combination of these two things was indescribable. I was a moaning mass of jelly.

 It was only a few more minutes before I felt the wet, slick feeling around my ring. Looking back at Jimmy, I saw that he’d found the bottle of olive oil that we have on the counter. He was coating his fingers and sliding them one at a time up my ass. He was working my ass like a finely tuned machine. It was only a matter of time before he was pistoning two, then three fingers into my ass. I was moaning like a bitch in heat, and I’m sure that anyone within a block of my house could hear me plead for more.

My begging for more was finally answered when he stood up and without any fanfare at all sank all 8 or so inches of his cock up my ass. The sound that came out of my mouth was a sound that my husband had never elicited from me before. The sheer size and girth of this cock was too much. I was like putty in his hands. He gripped my hips and hammered into me like his life depended on it. I was gasping and sputtering as he did. I found myself reaching back to pull him to me, if he started pulling out too far. After what seemed like forever, I asked him to stop. He pulled his cock out of my ass and I spun around to devour his mouth. The kiss we shared was heated, erotic, and consuming. I’ve never felt that, even with my husband.

I lay back on the kitchen table and drew my legs back against my chest, beckoning my new-found Adonis to come take another go. He needed little convincing, as he grabbed my hips and sank deep into my ass again. He leaned forward and hovered only inches away from my face. With my back to him while he was fucking me before, I didn’t get to see the intensity in his eyes when he fucked, or smell the musk of him that was clearly a mix of cologne and hard work.

His fiery eyes told me everything that I needed to know about what was coming next. He pulled back, pushed my knees against my chest, and started pummeling my ass. I stared back into his eyes as he used me like a dirty fleshlight. The table was creaking and groaning under our weight, but I couldn’t have cared less. I was so wrapped up in the feeling of this gorgeous man’s powerful cock slicing through my ass like hot butter. I reached up and twisted his nipples, which was clearly a trigger point for him, as he almost immediately started moaning that he was going to cum.

I reach up and grab at him, pulling him down to me, sucking his tongue into my mouth. After a hot steamy kiss, I look him square in the eye and beg him to breed me. “Please cum in me, you make me feel so good, I want to feel you cum in me, please Jimmy. Don’t pull out, I don’t want you to cum anywhere else.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. I’d promised myself something like this would never happen. But here I was begging some hot guy I’d never met to breed me.

His fucking never let up even for the briefest of moments. He got this sly grin on his face and sped up his thrusts. He said I was just like any good bitch, begging for their seed. I got even more turned on by the way he was talking to me. With the next thrust into me, my cock started to spontaneously fire – after 6 or 7 heavy shots landing on my torso Jimmy scooped up my cum, pulled out of my ass and smeared my cum all over his cock before ramming it back in to the hilt. He almost immediately started cumming himself. His thrusts became an almost spastic motion punctuated by a stabbing thrust.

I could feel the warmth of his seed slowly spreading through my guts. I felt so alive in that moment. I felt almost free. I don’t even know how long we’d been there, but when I started thinking straight again, Jimmy was coming back down the hall putting his clothes on. As he got to where I’d slid off the table and into a chair, he leans down and slides his tongue in my mouth saying, “Your husband is a lucky man, that’s one fine ass” he handed me a card and continued, “you ever want to feel this inside you again, call me.” With that, he was out the door.

As I watched him walk down the path to our house, I briefly considered throwing away the card. After briefly considering that though, I slid it into my wallet. Looking at the clock on the stove, I realized that I’d been taking Jimmy’s cock for almost 2 hours. As I started to pull myself together, I walked by the kitchen window and realized that our neighbor, Scott, had been working in the yard. He was glancing over the house occasionally. My mind was racing as to what he may have heard. However, I had to push that thought out of my mind, because the load that Jimmy had just pushed into me was slowly trying to get out. One last glance out the window and I could have sworn that I saw Scott wave Jimmy over. This could get interesting.