The MILF Man Deliveries Series- Complete Set

by Holly Ardent

  “That's great but I want more than just your mouth,” he said.

  Cheryl smiled.

  “I was hoping you did.”

  * * *

  He took her by the hand and drew her onto her feet again. Then he led her out to the couch he'd passed on the way in.

  “Have a seat,” he said.

  Cheryl sat and watched as he undressed. When she saw the full size of his cock she took a sharp breath and her eyes opened wide.

  “No wonder I couldn't get it all the way in,” she said.

  Jack sat down on the couch beside her. He took her hand and placed it on his cock.

  “I want to play with you for a while. You've got great tits and I want to get my hands and mouth on them.”

  “Thank you for saying so, but I know I don't. They're too saggy and my nipples are too big.”

  “Like hell,” Jack said.

  “He told me so over and over,” Cheryl said.

  “Whoever told you that is a moron.”

  He leaned over, took her far tit in his hand, and began to stroke it. His lips kissed the nipple on her closer breast before he opened his mouth and sucked it in. Cheryl took another sharp breath.

  “You taste delicious,” Jack said, momentarily disengaging from her nipple. “I wonder if you taste that good everywhere.”

  He slid his hand off her breast and down. It stopped at the juncture of her thighs and moved inwards. The first thing it encountered was smooth skin.

  “You shave even when you aren't getting any?” he asked.

  “No, I shaved this morning. Bobby will never notice, he doesn't even look at me any more.”

  “He's an idiot. You're something else; attractive, great body, ready and willing to do anything, what more could a guy want?”

  Cheryl blushed and didn't answer. Jack took the opportunity to lower his mouth to her nipple again. His fingers slid into her sopping wet pussy. He explored a little before sliding them out and up. When he came to her clit, he put pressure on his fingers and started moving them in a gentle circle.

  Cheryl began to tense up and he assumed she was about to cum. He removed his fingers and leaned up again. The smell of her arousal had him even more turned on as he slid his fingers into his mouth.

  “Yup, just as tasty there.”

  Cheryl looked disappointed that he'd stopped, until he grabbed her legs and spun her around so she was leaning against the armrest. He spread her legs as far as he could in that position and then leaned down. His tongue flicked against her pussy a couple of times. Then he pressed in further and started eating her out for real. He slid his tongue in and out of her pussy and ran it along the edges of her slit. He sucked her small labia into his mouth, tugging on them playfully. Finally he dragged his tongue upwards until he reached her clit hood.

  His index fingers drew the hood away, exposing the small mound of flesh beneath it. He flicked it with his tongue and Cheryl jumped. He rubbed his tongue back and forth on her clit and felt her grow more and more tense. Finally he leaned in and sucked it into his mouth, gently stretching it.

  Cheryl let out a moan and began to shudder. With her clit still trapped between his lips he began to flick it with his tongue. She groaned and when she relaxed again, he was pretty sure that she'd just cum. He drew back from her and looked. Her face was flushed and relaxed, her nipples were rock hard and larger than he'd seen them yet, and her eyes were closed. He knelt between her legs and leaned forward, his cock brushing against her opening. Her eyes snapped open and she nodded.

  “Do you want me to put a condom on?” he asked.

  “To hell with that, I want to feel your flesh against my flesh, not some crappy little rubber,” Cheryl replied.

  Jack responded by thrusting forward. His cock slid into her pussy and she gasped again.

  “Oh god, yes. It's been so long since I had a cock in my pussy. Bury yourself in me and pound me.”

  “It's been a while for me too,” Jack said. “But I think you've got me beat.”

  He pushed his cock into her. She was a little bit tight but he was used to pussies that were much tighter than hers. Once he got all the way in he started pounding in and out of her.

  After a few minutes, she loosened up more and Jack was treated to a pussy that wasn't squeezing him so hard that he had to fight not to cum. It was a novel experience and he decided to enjoy it for as long as he could.

  “Oh Jesus,” Cheryl said. “Does it make me bad that I love having your big cock inside of me? Am I a slut because I'm giving myself to you instead of my husband?”

  “That depends, it sounds like he's kind of lame but he is your husband. Do you want to be a bad girl? If you do, then you can be his wife, but my bad girl and my slut.”

  Cheryl had already cum several times while he fucked her, but when he said that she exploded into a full orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on him hard. Jack didn't want to cum yet so he drove himself as deep into her as he could get and held still, enjoying it as she clenched down on his cock over and over. Eventually she calmed back down.

  “You still haven't cum?” she asked.

  Jack shook his head.

  “Nope, sorry. Is that a bad thing?”

  “Oh no, please keep doing what you were doing.”

  Jack started thrusting in and out of her again, as hard as he could. She was hypersensitive after her orgasm and was soon back to clenching down on him. This time she was the clenching was weaker and Jack was able to keep going.

  “Oh god, I think you're going to break me but please don't stop. I love having your cock pound me.”

  Jack reached down with one hand and started playing with one of her nipples again. Cheryl drew in a deep breath and her back arched.

  “Were you serious about liking whatever I wanted to do to you earlier?” he asked.

  She nodded.

  “You can do whatever you want to me. I haven't cum this much in years.”

  Jack pulled his cock out of her pussy.

  “Good, roll over and get on all fours.”

  It took her a minute but she managed to assume the position.

  Jack wrapped her ponytail in his hand and pulled until there was light pressure drawing her head back. Then he pushed his cock up to the lips of her pussy. Another push and he was inside of her. He started thrusting in and out, as hard as he could. It wasn't long before she started cumming again. When she did, he pulled out of her pussy and placed the tip of his cock against her ass.

  “So you want to be my bad girl? You want to be my slut?” he asked.

  She nodded and then forced out a faint, “Yes, please.”

  He pushed forward and she gasped when the tip of his cock entered her.

  “Then I'm going to use you like one,” he said.

  “Oh yes!” she yelled, “Use your slut, punish your bad girl!”

  She pushed herself back, driving his cock deeper into her ass. Jack pushed forward and between the two of them he buried his cock in her ass. Cheryl was making tiny noises of pain while cumming hard. Jack could feel her convulsing around his cock and he knew that he wouldn't last much longer. He started driving in and out of her ass as hard as he could. He'd pull all the way out before driving in again. He had to let go of her hair and use both hands to keep her ass cheeks spread to do it, but he didn't care. He'd never had a woman react like this to having him in her ass.

  “Fill your slut's ass with your cum,” she yelled. “I'm begging you.”

  It was the last straw. Jack drove deep into her ass and stopped trying to hold back. His cock throbbed, cum spurting out as hard as he could remember. He kept trying to drive in and out of her while he came but her ass was clamped down on his cock so tightly, he could barely move it.

  When his cock stopped throbbing and he was done, she slowly relaxed. After a minute she collapsed onto the couch beneath him. Jack carefully drew back and settled in next to her.

  Cheryl was totally out of it but her body was still hypersensitive. Jack spent a few min
utes playing with her pussy, enjoying the shudders that ran through her body at his touch. Then he moved to her nipples and did the same. Finally he leaned back and just stared at her.

  * * *

  It was several minutes before Cheryl could sit up again.

  “Oh my god, that was something,” Cheryl said.

  Jack grinned at her.

  “You can say that again.”

  “I haven't been done like that in years. I won't be walking right for a day or two, but it was worth it.”

  “I'll second that. It may have been the best sex I've ever had,” Jack said.

  Cheryl stood, unsteadily.

  “Well, I'll certainly need my groceries delivered again next week. You up for it?” she asked.

  Jack grinned greedily.

  “Oh yeah.

  “In the meantime, I think my friend Brenda might like hers delivered as well. She likes to tip the same way I do. Although you may need to be more forward with her.”

  Jack blushed as he pulled his pants on.

  “She any good?”

  “She's just a friend, how would I know? But you can tell me next week if you like.”

  “Would you like me to?”

  “If she's any good, it might get me all hot and bothered. You haven't seen me like that yet.”

  “Count on it then. If she tips like you do, I'll tell you all about it next week,” Jack said.

  “Speaking of tips, let me get you a check for the groceries.”

  Cheryl walked out of the room. Now Jack knew for sure she was putting some extra sway in her hips for him and he enjoyed every minute of it. When she came back, she handed him a check and his copy of the bill.

  “I'll be sure to put my order in again next week,” she said.

  “I'll look forward to it.”

  Jack finished dressing and headed for the door. Before he got there Cheryl intercepted him. She pulled his head down and kissed him while placing one of his hands on her breast. Jack was almost hard again by the time he got out of the door.

  When he got to the car he realized he hadn't even looked at the check yet.

  To hell with it, even if she stiffed me on the bill it's well worth it.

  He glanced at the check and realized that it was written for fifty dollars over Cheryl's total.

  “Well I'll be damned,” he said. “I guess she likes to tip both ways.”

  * * *

  Brenda's Package

  (Cheating Wife MILF Erotica)

  The MILF Man Deliveries #2

  Holly Ardent

  Text copyright © 2014, Holly Ardent

  All Rights Reserved

  Jack stopped at the bank to deposit the check Cheryl had just given him.

  I'm going to need at least ten deliveries a day to make this work, he thought.

  His brand new business almost made use of the business degree he'd earned. It definitely made better use of it than the job bagging groceries that he'd still have to go to this evening. He'd had the store cut him to part time hours in the evenings so he could start his business.

  But if I had to make ten deliveries a day like the one I just did, I don't think I'd survive. Damn, Cheryl's one wild lady. I wonder if she'll convince Brenda to put in an order?

  Jack left the bank, went back to his apartment, and made himself a sandwich. He checked the computer to see if there were any more orders. There weren't, but there was a message in the business email account he'd set up.

  'Jack:

  Brenda has told me that she'll place an order this evening for delivery tomorrow. I'd like to surprise her with something extra. Is there any way you can stop by my place before you take her delivery to her? I'll have a small package for you to give her.

  Cheryl...'

  He sat down and typed out a quick reply.

  'Cheryl:

  I can do that if I get her order. I haven't received it yet. I'll let you know when I do. I assume her house is in the same general area as yours?

  Jack...'

  He spent the rest of the afternoon watching television and trying to figure out a way to drum up more customers for his business. Jack felt humiliated by having to hold down a job as a bagger when he had a college degree, but he had to pay the bills somehow and wasn't about to completely quit his job until he had enough customers to keep the money flowing.

  Hr went in to work from four to eight. When he arrived home there was an order for a delivery waiting. There was also a new email. He opened the order first.

  The order was from a woman named Brenda, so he assumed it was the one Cheryl had mentioned. The email was from Cheryl and simply confirmed that Brenda lived about two blocks away from her. He sent a reply telling her that Brenda had requested delivery for one o'clock tomorrow afternoon and told her he'd stop by for the package shortly before then.

  Jack found himself wondering what Brenda looked like. Cheryl was a hottie, he knew that for a fact, but he hadn't met Brenda. So he took her full name from the order and plugged it, and the city name, into an online image search.

  The search turned up a variety of pictures from social media. He pulled up a full body shot and took a look.

  Oh good, I was worried about how she might look, but she's pretty; long black hair, a light tan, and she's stacked. I can do this.

  He spent the rest of the evening alternating between the television and trying to think of a method to increase his customer base. It was late when he finally went to bed.

  * * *

  Jack had an early lunch the next day, then headed out for the grocery store. He picked up Brenda's order and checked out. Then he duplicated the run to Cheryl's that he'd made the day before. When he got to Cheryl's house he realized that he was early since Brenda's was only two blocks away. He went up and knocked on the door. There was no answer for a minute or so, then the door opened.

  “Hi,” Cheryl said, “Aren't you kind of early?”

  “Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking.”

  Cheryl smirked.

  “I bet I do, but not today. Save it for Brenda, okay?”

  Jack looked at Cheryl. Unlike the day before, today she was properly dressed in a pair of slacks and a button down blouse. Although the blouse was open an extra two buttons, exposing the lacy edges of a red bra.

  Cheryl caught his gaze and looked down.

  “Yeah, I was kind of reliving a few parts of yesterday. I wanted to answer the door before you left so I didn't quite get everything back in place. But I can hold out until my next delivery day, it'll make it so much better when we get there.”

  Jack blushed.

  “Sorry, was I that obvious?”

  “Since I was thinking along the same lines, yes. But don't worry, I'm sure Brenda will take your mind off of it. Come on in, I'll get her package.”

  Cheryl closed the door behind Jack after he entered. She left him standing there while she went and got a small package, about the size of a hard-cover book. It was wrapped in brown paper and tied with a ribbon. There was a note with Brenda's name written on it tucked beneath the bow.

  “Here, make sure to give her this right away, okay?” Cheryl asked.

  “I will.”

  Cheryl glanced at the clock. She chewed on her lower lip for a moment.

  “It's only going to take you about three minutes to get there and it's still twenty minutes until you're due. How about I take pity on you?” she said.

  She undid the three fastened buttons on her shirt and tossed it to the floor. Seconds later the bra followed.

  “I can suck on my own nipples, but it just isn't the same. Would you ... ?”

  Jack grinned and pulled Cheryl over to the couch. He pushed her down so she was sitting and then slid onto the cushion beside her. His hands moved over to stroke her breasts and he drew one of them closer. His head dipped down and he sucked the nipple into his mouth. Her sharp intake of breath caught his attention and he opened his eyes. It gave him a perfect view as she unfastened her pants and slid her han
d into them.

  “Oh fuck, oh yeah!” Cheryl moaned.

  Jack switched his mouth to her other breast, sucking that nipple into his mouth and gently nibbling on it. He felt Cheryl tense beneath him and bit down a touch harder. Not enough to damage her but enough that she couldn't ignore it.

  Cheryl jerked beneath him several times before relaxing and sliding her hand out of her pants.

  “Thank you Jack, that was just what I needed. You've got about ten minutes before you're due at Brenda's so you ought to get moving. I'm sure she'll take care of you properly. I'd do it myself but I don't want to steal her fun after bragging you up to her.”

  Bragging me up to her? What the hell? Jack thought.

  “You need to be going now,” Cheryl said. “You'll want your repeat customers to know you're prompt and I'm sure Brenda will be another repeat customer after she experiences your services. I need to decide who to recommend you to next and I can't do that while you're here, I don't deal with temptation very well.”

  She winked at him.

  Jack's head was whirling.

  What is she doing? Is she trying to set me up with all her friends one at a time or something?

  He stood and headed for the door.

  “Don't forget her package,” Cheryl called. “Make sure you give it to her first.”

  Jack turned back and Cheryl handed him the small package. He made his way out to the car and started it up.

  The directions to Brenda's were easy to follow and three minutes later he pulled into the driveway.

  * * *

  Jack stacked the groceries in his hand cart and placed the package for Brenda on top. He walked up to the front door and rang the bell. After a minute he rang it a second time. Moments later, the door opened. The woman whose picture he saw online the night before stood in front of him. She was wearing a full length black skirt and sweater so Jack couldn't really compare anything but her face with the photo he'd seen.