Special Delivery

The snow buried New York City like a traditional Christmas Day. I was in my Manhattan high-rise on Sutton Place, livid because I could not go out for dinner with one of my women due to the blizzard. I decided to ordered pizza for dinner and chill. I did a quick workout because I knew if was going to take some time for the pizza delivery person to get here. The door attendant informed me that I had a pizza delivery. I granted him permission to send the delivery person upstairs.

The doorbell rang and I looked through the peephole; I saw a woman’s face. I unlocked the door and there was this short pizza delivery girl. She was a cute redhead with the cutest freckles I have ever seen. Her uniform did nothing to hide her nice figure.

“Sorry, if I’m late, but the snow is pretty bad out there.” Her voice was soft and innocent.

“It’s all right, don’t worry about it.” I said. “Would you like to come in and warm up a bit?”

“Sure.” She replied with a smile.

She walked in and I could not take my eyes off her ass. The Harlem Renaissance paintings hung on my walls amazed her. The view of the East River from where she stood astonished her too.

We sat at the table in the dining room and conversed while we drank hot cocoa. Her name was Faye and she model part-time. Faye also mentioned that she could not wait to move back to California.

We stared at each other for a moment. I could not get enough of her brown eyes and moist lips. Faye lifted her shirt over her head. The red bra she wore barely held her full breasts. She took off her bra exposing her pink puffy nipples!

“Are you going to just sit there or are you going to fuck the shit out of me?” Faye asked.

“You don’t have to ask me twice, baby girl.” I answered.

It was time for action. I approached Faye and kissed her sexy lips. I could taste the hot cocoa on her tongue as my hands explored her body. We raced to the bedroom where we quickly removed our clothes. She almost gasped at the size of my erect dick.

“Oh my God, what is that, your third leg?” Faye said in a shocked voice.

“No, it’s a bad girl’s favorite toy.” I replied.

“I hope I am able to walk after this.” Faye joked.

She lowered herself on her knees and had my dick in her mouth. The way she licked and sucked my manhood had my body going through emotions. Faye was an expert in fellatio. It was an art to her and she had me mesmerized.

Faye rode me like a specialist. I enjoyed looking at her face when she moaned and made sensual movements. She bounced up and down, cried aloud. It did not take long for her to have her first of many intense orgasms.

Now it was time for me to put in work. As I licked and sucked Faye’s shaved pussy, she squirmed and twisted her body. I knew I had her in full ecstasy. What I did to her sexy body was new to her. I guessed her earlier lovers did not know how to handle her.

I got on top of Faye, and her legs wrapped around my waist. I entered her pussy and began my pumping action. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head like casino lights.


“Cum on this dick, baby,” I told her.


“Fuck me, daddy!” Faye yelled.


Her encouragement made me fuck her faster. I pounded and stroked her pussy hard and fast like a racecar on a smooth road. The perspiration we generated had our bodies glued together. Then we climaxed and lay in the middle of the bed.

“That was amazing, girl. You are one of the best.” I told her.

“My pussy is swollen. I never had a guy fuck me as hard as you.” Faye claimed.

“I didn’t mean to beat the pussy up like that.”

“Oh baby, you don’t need to apologize.” Faye continued. “It was the best feeling on earth, and you made me feel so good. Oh, my God, I have to get out of here.”

Faye jumped out of the bed and grabbed her clothes. She was in such a rush that she forgot to put on her bra. I walked Faye to the door and gave her the money. As I watched her leave to catch the elevator, I noticed how funny she was walking.

“Are you all right? You are walking somewhat funny.” I joked.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Faye laughed. “Don’t forget, when you are craving for some pizza, holla at your girl.”

I shut the door and put a few slices of pizzas in the microwave. While I stood by the window, I was thinking to myself, I just fucked possibly the sexiest pizza delivery woman in the city. Damn, I am a bad motherfucker!

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