Free Big Book of Smut by Gia Blue Page B

could, and ran down the stairs. I was still horny as hell when I opened the door...and hello! Wouldn’t you know it; the delivery guy was a dream. He was taller than me, with muscles bulging out of his short sleeve uniform shirt, and his calves were big and strong. He had on shorts so I got a good look at them. What a hunk! Now I just had to figure out how to get him inside.
    I looked at him and waited for him to say something, but he was just standing there, staring at my tits. Good, I thought. Now that he was interested I knew he was mine.
    “Hi,” I said. “Do you want to come in?”
    He stumbled for a moment. Getting his thoughts together, or something. It must not be often that a pretty girl opens the door. He’s probably used to seeing ugly old housewives all day long.
    “Yeah, sure,” he said.
    I stepped back from the door and let him into the house, closing it behind him and locking it. I don’t think he noticed that part. He was looking at his gizmo that he had with him and scanning my mom’s package, while I was scanning his through his shorts. I wanted him to notice me looking at him, so I kept staring, imagining his big, thick cock in my pussy. My fingers running through that dirty blonde hair of his while he fucked the shit out of me. He looked at me, looked at his dick, and smiled.
    “You like what you see?” he asked.
    My heart started racing. Interesting. This obviously wasn’t his first encounter with a customer.
    “I do,” I said. I got in real close to him and stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, wrapping my arms around his neck. He bent down to put the package on the floor, and then he started grabbing my ass.
    We started kissing. Hard. Our tongues searched around one another as his strong grip massaged my bottom. It felt so good. And his hands were so big, oh my! He pushed me away from him so he could get a good look at me. I spread my arms. “Tah-dah!” I said. He laughed and we kissed again. He slid a hand up my shirt and started rubbing my tits. He pinched my already hard nipples between his fingers, and bent down to lick them. He took one of them in his mouth and suckled on it ever so softly. That’s one of the best feelings ever, let me tell you. I cried out, running my hands through his hair while he did that just like I had imagined. His tongue flicked back and forth over my nipple, sending a shiver down my spine. His other hand traced the inside of my thigh, and was slowly inching its way up toward my pussy.
    I stopped him, and the look of disappointment on his face made me laugh. I thought that he thought I was laughing at him, because he bent down to scoop up the package. Nothing could have been further from the truth, and to prove it, I pulled down the front of my pink pajama pants with my thumb and let him see my shaved pussy. He went in to lick it, but I teased him, backing away until he was on all fours, begging like a dog to taste me in his mouth.
    “Not here,” I said.
    He stood up and I led him by the hand into the living room and sat him on the couch. I sat down beside him and began unbuckling his belt. He helped with that, and before I knew it, his brown shorts were around his ankles and his cock was swaying back and forth in the open air. It was big. Bigger than I expected, anyway. Usually guys with big muscles have small dicks, but not him. I gripped it in my hand and began stroking it. It was smooth. I positioned my lips over top of it and let a bit of my spit drip down onto the head, getting it nice and wet. It glistened in the light as I stroked it some more, getting it lubed up with my saliva.
    “You wanna suck my cock?” he asked.
    Damn, this guy was a talker. Fine by me, diary.
    I didn’t say anything. Instead I just took him in my mouth and started sucking on his massive dick. It wouldn’t go too far back in my throat, it was so big. Usually I can deep throat like a pro, but not this time. I took it out, put his balls in my mouth, and worked