Fucked by the Delivery Guy, Twice

It was a busy day at work, and I was assigned a delivery to an address that seemed somehow familiar. As I arrived at the doorstep, a feeling of deja vu hit me. The door swung open, and there she stood – my high school sweetheart, Sarah. It had been years since we last saw each other.

"Hey, stranger," she purred, recognition flickering in her eyes. "Long time no see."

I was taken aback, unable to utter a word as she invited me in. My mind flashed back to our intense teenage romance – the passion, the intimacy, and the heartache of our breakup. I had always wondered how she was doing, and here she was, looking more gorgeous than ever.

Sarah closed the door behind me, and we stood awkwardly in the entryway, unsure of what to say. Breaking the silence, she suggested we catch up over a drink. I followed her into the living room, taking in her sleek figure as she moved ahead of me. The memory of her firm ass and those delectable hips brought a bulge to my groin.

As we sat on the couch, the ice clinked in our glasses, creating an awkward tinkling sound in the tense atmosphere. Our small talk quickly turned into deeper conversation, and before long, we were reminiscing about our shared past. The old feelings resurfaced, and the tension between us became palpable.

I couldn't help but notice her nipples, clearly erect beneath her thin blouse. My eyes were drawn to the subtle glint of a piercing on her left nipple – a sexy little secret only I seemed to have noticed. My mouth went dry as I imagined those nipples in my mouth, the taste of her flooding back to me.

"You're looking at my chest again," she stated, raising an eyebrow playfully. "Seems like some things never change."

I felt myself blushing, unable to deny the accusation. She leaned closer, her perfume filling my nostrils, and whispered, "I've always loved your stare. It used to make me so wet."

My heart raced as I stood up, unable to contain myself any longer. I reached out and pulled her gently towards me, our lips inches apart.

"I've missed you," I confessed, my voice thick with desire.

Sarah's hands slid down my chest and grasped my hips, pulling me closer. Our lips locked in a kiss, and I could feel her tongue dancing with mine. She broke away briefly, her breathless voice asking, "Show me what else you've missed."

She eagerly led her towards the bedroom, our hands exploring each other's bodies. I pushed her gently onto the bed, taking care not to overwhelm her. Sarah's hands wandered up my chest, unbuttoning my shirt as her lips trailed kisses along my jawline. The familiar feel of her hands on my skin sent shivers down my spine.

I undressed her slowly, savoring the moment. The blouse slipped from her shoulders, revealing those exquisite nipples. I took the left one into my mouth, tugging gently on the piercing with my teeth. Sarah moaned, her hands tangling in my hair, urging me on. I switched to the other breast, circling my tongue around the rigid nipple, relishing her flavors.

I made quick work of her skirt, revealing a pair of lacy panties that left little to the imagination. With a mischievous grin, Sarah slid them off, spreading her legs in invitation. The sight of her shaved, wet pussy had my cock straining against my own pants.

"I want you inside me," she breathed, her eyes locked on mine.

I quickly divested myself of my remaining clothes and at her insistence, donned a condom. Positioning myself at her entrance, I paused, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Then, I thrust gently into her warmth, reveling in the familiar sensation of being surrounded by her tight walls.

Sarah's hands gripped my biceps as I began to piston in and out, our rhythm building. The bed creaked in time with our lovemaking, her moans filling the room. I leaned in, kissing and nuzzling her neck, savoring her sweet scent.

"Harder," she urged, her nails digging into my arms.

I obliged, increasing the intensity of my strokes. Sarah's breath grew shorter, her hips rising to meet each lunge.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she cried out, her body tensing.

The condom came off, and I couldn't resist the temptation of bare skin on bare skin. Positioning myself once more at her core, I watched in awe as my shaft disappeared inside her wetness. She wrapped her legs around me, locking me in place, and I felt the familiar sensation of her pulsating around me.

"Don't stop," she begged.

I pounded into her, losing myself in the familiar rhythm of our high school trysts. My hands found their way to her nipples, tweaking them gently as I drove into her. Sarah's fingers dug into my back, and she arched her back, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

"Come for me, Sarah," I encouraged.

She cried out as her orgasm washed over her, her walls clenching around me. The sensation was too much, and I joined her in climax, my seed flooding deep inside her. We collapsed together, our bodies glistening with a mix of sweat and satisfaction.

"God, I missed you," Sarah whispered, her head resting on my chest.

I ran my fingers through her hair, relishing the intimacy of the moment.

"It's been a long time since I've felt like this," she continued, her voice thoughtful. "You're the only one who's ever made me feel like this."

I held her closer, unable to articulate the tumult of emotions swirling within me. The past, it seemed, had a way of coming back to haunt or delight you.

We agreed it would be best not to repeat our tryst, despite the intense connection we'd rekindled. However, fate had other plans.

A few days later, I was assigned another delivery to Sarah's address. This time, I arrived to find her waiting impatiently at the door. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and she invited me in without a word.

"I ordered something extra this time," she said seductively, leading me to the bedroom.

It seemed Sarah had planned this, and as I looked around the room, I noticed a few intriguing additions. The bed was adorned with silk sheets, and a selection of sex toys occupied the bedside table.

"I've been thinking about this all week," she purred, her eyes drifting suggestively over my body. "And I have to say, you're even more delicious than I remembered."

I felt my face flush with pleasure at her compliment. The thought of spending another intimate afternoon with Sarah sent shivers down my spine.

She moved closer, her hands reaching for my belt buckle. I helped her undo it, and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. This time, there was no preamble – we were both hungry for each other's touch.

Sarah pushed me gently onto the bed, and I watched in awe as she straddled me. With a sultry smile, she guided my dick to her entrance and lowered herself slowly, enveloping me in her warmth. She set a steady rhythm, her hips rocking in a sinuous motion that had me moaning softly.

"You like that, baby?" she teased, glancing over her shoulder with a wicked grin.

I nodded, unable to form words as Sarah continued her tantalizing movements. Her breasts bounced enticingly with each thrust, the nipple piercings glinting seductively. I reached up to pinch and twist them, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from her.

"Oh yeah, right there," she panted, picking up the pace.

I propped myself up on my elbows to better admire her graceful movements. The sight of Sarah riding me was mesmerizing – her long hair cascading down her back, her sweat-glistened skin shimmering in the sunlight.

"Tell me you want me," she demanded, her voice thick with lust.

"I want you, Sarah," I groaned, unable to keep the desire from my voice. "So fucking much."

She leaned forward, bracing herself on my chest, and picked up an even faster pace. My hands glided over her silky skin, unable to resist the temptation any longer. I slowly started massaging her clitoris, earning a loud moan.

"That's it, baby, touch me," she urged.

Encouraged by her response, I started moving faster, teasing her more and more. Sarah's eyes rolled back, and she began to buck wildly on my shaft.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum!"

The sight of her ecstasy, coupled with the sensations of her tight pussy sent me over the edge. I came hard, my eyes rolling back as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me. Sarah collapsed onto me, her breath hot on my neck as she rode out her own orgasm.

"I couldn't just let you go again," Sarah sighed, resting her head on my shoulder before peacefully drifting off to sleep.