I laid on the sun lounger in my parents garden enjoying the sun on one of the rare hot days we get in the uk. The sun's heat feeling good on my skin. I was lucky enough not to be working on a day like this but that was because I didn't have a job or much else to do.
I lived with my parents down near the south coast of the U.K. because of dad's job. And me being only 18 and not having a job to pay my own way I didn't have much choice, plus the rent was very cheap.
I laid in my blue bikini, my eyes closed and listened to general noise surrounding me, which was very little in this quiet village. I was slightly over looked from the neighbouring houses but I wasn't too fussed as I guessed they were out at work anyway.
I stretched and opened my eyes realising I should put some lotion on before I burnt, that would be a typical British thing to do. I'm sure I saw a movement in the upstairs window next door but didn't want to look too hard just in case I was caught looking, like they nearly were.
I walked gingerly barefoot from the grass to the patio, into the house and grabbed the lotion from a cupboard and squeezed some onto my hand and began rubbing it into my chest, making sure all of my naturally pert 34EE's were covered. Rubbing down to my slim, flat stomach and around the sides before starting on my slim legs. I squeezed a few blobs on my arms and rubbed them in before rubbing some into my face.
I was about to go back outside when there was a loud knock at the door. I looked through the passageway that led from the kitchen-diner at the back of the house, past the living room and to the front door and could see the silhouette of someone standing there. "Ooh, it might be my delivery." I said to myself and started towards the door.
I got to the door and opened it without really thinking that I wasn't exactly wearing much. Standing on the other side of the door was indeed a delivery man. I looked up at this big black man, well, to be honest I look up to most people as I'm only 5'6".
"Good morning miss." You say and then looked at me, quickly glancing up and down a faint smile pulling at the corners of your mouth. "Are you Tracy King?" You ask.
"Yes, yes I am." I reply taking you in with my eyes, standing about 6'2" tall with close cropped dark hair and a close cropped beard. Biceps bulging at the sleeves, one with a dark tattoo snaking its way down your muscled arm. Tucked under that arm was my parcel. Your light brown uniform shirt tight across your chest and this was tucked into to a pair of tight dark brown, well fitting, trousers.
Black men are my Kryptonite, I go weak at the knees around them, which isn't always a bad thing. And you are ticking a lot of the right boxes, a sudden unexpected urge taking hold of me.
"Ms King, uh excuse me, Ms King."
I snapped out of my reverie and saw you handing me the scanner to sign, I took it and signed it and was about to hand it back but then I pulled it back towards me and giggled and then took a couple of little steps back away from you. I then held it out towards you. Clearly you're not close enough. Your eyes narrowed slightly. "Best you come and get this!" I said playfully.
"Ms, I'm not allowed to enter a house unless exceptional circumstances permit me to."
"Exceptional huh?" I turned and placed the scanner on the stairs behind me and then turned back to face you. "Are these exceptional enough for you?" I say squeezing my big boobs together, pinching my nipples through the thin material of my bikini top making them stand out.
You give a faint shake of your head.
"No? Not exceptional enough yet?" I undid my top and held it in place with one arm across my boobs squeezing them against me. I used my other hand to pull my bikini top away and drop it on the floor. I then squeezed my big bare boobs together. Jiggling them up and down for him then running my hands up and through my long blonde hair.
I could feel myself getting turned on just doing this for you, "Still no?" I asked innocently.
You smile and lean against the door frame."Nope, not yet." You reply.
"Oh." I look down at my bikini bottoms and back up at you, biting my bottom lip slightly. I run my thumbs around the front of my bikini waistband, hooking my thumbs in the corners and slowly pulled them down. Revealing my recently, clean shaved pussy. They dropped the last foot and I stepped out first with one foot and flicked it with the other towards you. Your arms folded across chest, your biceps bulging and almost splitting the material. There was also something else bulging but this was in your trousers.
"That's exceptional." You say and step inside the house and close the door behind you. Your hands go to my waist and then up to my 34EE's and squeeze them, pinching my nipples gently. "Maaaan, do I love big white titties." You say leaning down and burying your head in mine, your lips and tongue running all over them. I run my hands over your head as you do.
One of your hands drops from my boobs and goes down to the round globes of my bum cheeks and gives them a good squeeze too, before giving it a playful slap. And again and again. I start undoing the buttons on your shirt before helping you slip it off, running my hands over your solid chest, leaning forward and kissing it.
Your hand found its way between my legs and up my inner thighs, a finger brushed against my already wet pussy. Spreading my lips slightly, a small moan escaping my lips. My nails running down your six pack to your belt, I nimbly undid this and got to your button and zipper. Your trousers dropping the to floor. A large bulge in your grey boxer shorts. I grabbed it through the material and squeezed it, my excitement and anticipation growing.
"You like big cocks?" You ask.
"Uh huh, big black ones are the best." I reply looking up at you with a smile on my face as my hand slipped inside your waistband and felt your warm, meaty, thick cock for the first time. I drop to my knees and knelt on the hard floor of the hallway, your massive bulge inches away from my face. I leant forward and gently bit it teasingly through the material.
I then pull your boxer shorts down a little and reach in and pull your big black cock out, the elastic waistband pushing your big balls up into view too. It certainly was an impressive looking cock. I wanked it gently as I admired it. It was at least 11inches long, slightly curved and thick with it.
I guide the tip towards my mouth and began sucking on it gently. A small moan coming from you as my mouth twists around your cock, going back and forth as my hand did the same. My other hand pulled down your boxers, your trousers still around your ankles. I raised my hand back up to your heavy balls and gave them a playful squeeze. "I hope they're full of cum!"
"Oh yes, ready for your face, slut."
"Hmmmm, slut! I like it." And I gobble your cock down hungrily, sucking it long and deep, my hands bracing myself against your thighs. Your hands going to my head as you start to face fuck me, your cock easing down my throat with each thrust. Your balls swaying and slapping into my chin. I pull my head away, your cock bouncing out of my mouth, long strings of spit hanging from it to my mouth, dripping down onto my big boobs as I gasped for air.
You sway your hips, making your cock slap me in the face before you take hold of it and push it into my mouth again. My tongue swirling around your helmet at first before you push it deeper and it disappeared down my throat. You hold it there for what seemed like ages before I could pull away and gulp down more air. Back down my throat it went, your balls squashing against my chin.
I reach up to take your cock in my hands but you grab my hands and pin them above my head against the wall, smiling down at me you guide your cock into my open and willing mouth. Your cock now sliding effortlessly in and out of my mouth and down my throat, spit spilling out, dripping down my chin and onto my tits. I taste your precum as it starts to gently ooze out of your cock and then it pulses.
The first stream of cum fires straight down my throat, you pull your cock out and it continues to pulse, cum spraying out your cock and covering my face, stream after stream of hot, thick, sticky cum spurting from you cock and streaking across my face and into my open mouth. I'm drenched in your cum and can feel it running down my face and neck. Your push your cock back in my mouth and I swallow the last few drops of your hot spunk and try to look at your through cum covered eyes.
"Such a good slut!" You say pulling up your trousers, "I've got two more deliveries to do and then I'll be back. You best be ready for me?" You say and leave me on the floor covered in your cum.
I try to say something but you've already left. I head upstairs to get showered and ready for your return. I still don't know your name.
I've just finished drying my hair and tiring it into a ponytail when I see your delivery van pull into the driveway. I haven't bothered putting any clothes on as I figure, they're not staying on for too long.
I bound downstairs as I see your outline fill the window on the front door and open it. "Hey, what's your names?" I ask.