25 comments/ 118268 views/ 20 favorites Dark Delivery By: Del_Negro Sex has always been average in our bedroom. Not that Holly had anything to do with it being average; this much I know. She is petite and buxom; a rare and erotic combination. With round, supple features in all the right places and toned muscles resulting from those endless hours of exercise, she truly had the body of highly tuned athlete. Those breasts, oh those breasts! Soft and perfectly round, with just the right amount of firmness to command your attention whenever they were exposed to view. It was I who brought the average part to this equation. I'm not a bad looking guy at all. Probably slightly above average for a 40 year guy. A decent sense of style keeps me dressed well and, with a lot of hard work, I've been able to create a decent body for myself. I just can't stack up with other guys when it comes to cocks. Not even close. I could write that I'm of 'average' cock size, but that would just be a lie. Fully erect on my best of days, I would struggle to reach the 4-1/2" mark. With the girth of pencil, I can't help but feel that Holly is being cheated every time we fuck. It's hard to even call it 'fucking' when it lasts only minutes and I'm working with a dainty little cock. Holly has claimed that she was fully satisfied with what I brought to the table, but I knew better and I wanted her to experience more. Much more. But my eagerness to please Holly was not without a bit of selfishness. I also had fantasies of my own. Not only do I fantasize about Holly fully enjoying a cock the size of a cucumber, heaving and moaning, but I've always had a bit of a cock curiosity myself. I'm sure this longing stems from my lack of a serious tool of my own. Constantly wondering what it would feel like to have a monstrous, thick cock, throbbing and heavy, in my hands. Hanging from my torso like a massive vine. I could only think that Holly must have those same curiosities too. Bringing a stranger into our bedroom for the first time is not a proposal to be taken lightly, especially when that stranger would hopefully have a cock the size of a drain pipe. What would Holly think about this idea? Would her sexual curiosities overcome her inherent reservations? Would "we" ever be the same after we both had experienced something that neither of us could regularly offer the other? How would I open up this conversation with Holly? I started slowly by subtly using words like "experiment", "sensual", and especially "fantasies" into daily conversations as often as I could. I had hoped that she would quickly catch on to these nuances and ultimately bring the question to me. Make it seem like her idea I thought. I had my doubts on my plan's success when nothing seemed to click for the first week or so. Finally, she had had enough of my word games and presented the question that would ultimately change our lives forever.... After another 'average' evening of sex, as I lay there breathing heavy, Holly, in full, relaxed breath said "I've gotten the hints you've been laying for the past few weeks, you know. What did you have in mind in terms of fantasies? I'm willing to experiment, but I'm not sure what you had in mind or how far this could go." I had to take this in for a moment. A question where the answer options were as infinite as my imagination. " I want to watch you", I said definitively. "I fantasize about seeing you in all the heaving, sweating, moaning ecstasy that you can handle. Watching your breasts sway gently as your core muscles flex to keep your body in sync with your partner. I want to see all the little details that I miss when our bodies are so close together. And I want this to last until your orgasms are coming fast and furious. Even though you've been very kind to me, we both know that I can't physically offer this to you. I can't really please you the way you deserve. But I want to see what that's like." Holly sat there motionless for what seemed like an eternity taking in everything that I had just shared. Finally she spoke again. "So you fantasize about me fucking some guy who's hung like a horse with the stamina of a decathlete while you watch in the corner?" "Essentially, yes", I said, "as long as you are willing to experiment a bit and try something new." "I can't say that I'm not curious about your proposal, but I've got some reservations" she said. "You have always been sufficient for me, baby, but I'll admit that I can't help but wonder what another, 'larger' guy would be like. My girlfriends all say that there is nothing like 'it'. No way to compare that sensation flowing through your body, eminating from deep within your pussy. But who is this guy? Where do we find someone that we would both be comfortable with? And, would you really be OK with this whole thing?" I had a few ideas about where to find a willing cock to come fuck Holly's curvaceous little body. Anywhere. What guy wouldn't! And I was absolutely into this whole arrangement. More that she would know. The hard part would be finding someone we were comfortable with. The next day, while our adventurous urges were still surging, we took to the internet and began searching the local hook-up websites. Searching for a willing 'stud' to fulfill our fantasies. Browsing through all of the profiles was very arousing; for both us I think. Holly began analyzing every detail: cock size, body hair, ass roundness, even their wardrobe and lack there of. I could sense she was really getting into this now and that excited me even more. I also had an unexpected curiosity in the profiles. We talked about girth, head size, professed stamina, and even how the vein structure differed from cock to cock. I could see Holly's eagerness grow with each profile. It became very apparent in a short time that we both were leaning towards the profiles of the black men. Long, lean bodies with very little body hair and more often that not, a cock that nearly hung to floor (one that actually did!). I began to visualize Holly's soft, sumptuous curves against the toned, dark body of a black man. His erect cock the size of her arm. As I sat beside Holly, I could feel an erection growing against my clothes. Holly knew my intentions as I began to stroke her hips and thighs. She closed the laptop screen and turned towards me, already removing her sweater. Her ample breasts hung there with attentive nipples staring right at me. As she reached for my belt and zipper, and I knew she was dreaming of a giant, black snake springing towards. Instead, all I could offer was a small member, barely breaking it's way through the depth of my jeans. She gave it her best act of moaning and groaning while we fucked right there on the rug, but I knew her mind (and her moans) was elsewhere. The next afternoon we back at reviewing profiles again. It had become almost an obsession for Holly. The more samples she viewed of those long, lean cocks that she was missing, the more intensely she searched for a match. We had sent out a few feelers in the past few weeks, but none of them seemed right. As we clicked our ways through countless faceless cocks, the door bell rang. Looking out the window, I could see it was our usual parcel delivery man with another package for Holly. Being in sales for business, Holly received a lot of packages at home. As I opened the door, I saw those packages in an entirely different light. Derrick stood there in his usual brown shorts and shirt, holding a stack of boxes. Until that moment, I hadn't thought of Derrick as anything other than a friendly deliver man. He knew Holly and myself since he had been delivering packages to us regularly for the past 5 years. Now I saw him for the potential that lie within that uniform. Derrick was, by chance, an attractive black man. With the build if a former college defensive back, he was lean and tall with toned arms and long, muscular hands. A smooth head that looked well maintained and broad shoulders that seemed to handle those heavy packages with ease. He was a true physical specimen. I invited Derrick in and offered to take one of the packages from his arms to ease his burden. As he spoke and expressed his gratitude, I saw Holly's head pop out from the office. She had recognized his voice. In an instant, I could see in Holly's eyes, as she scanned him up and down hungrily, that she now had the same idea that I did. Holly came over to sign for the packages and to be sure to make an appearance in front of Derrick. Little did he know, but was suddenly the focus of our fantasies; right there in the flesh. Holly did her little 'hair toss" in front of Derrick and gently touch his powerful hands as she reached for the packages. We exchanged pleasantries about the hot weather lately and about the size and quantities of packages that Derrick needed to handle that day. As he turned to walk out of the house, I follow him onto the front porch. As we walked down to steps together I knew that if we were going to see if Derrick was interested in our plans, we would have start that conversation now. "So Derrick, do you mind if I ask you a question?" I posed to him. "Not at all Mr. P. What's on your mind?" he politely responded. "This may seem forward, but there's really no easy way to ask other than come right out and say it. Do you ever engage in any 'extra-curricular' activities with your customers?" "Mr. P." he emphatically exclaimed, "I never touched your wife. Honestly! No sir." "No, no, no." I noted, " I was not accusing you of anything. It was more of a question to see if you would like to engage in some 'extra-curricular' activities." Derrick stood there a bit confused for moment and then cautiously said, "What did you have in mind Mr. P.?" The foundation had been laid for what I hoped would be an exciting and pleasurable adventure. I explained our desires to Derrick and he listened very intently, casually stealing glimpses of Holly as she sauntered by the window frequently. I could see that he was going to enjoy this too. He was imagining how soft and supple Holly's tits would feel. Wondering how tight her cunt would be. Picturing those full lips around his member. As he finally snapped out of his dream state, he eagerly agreed to give it a try and said that he would return that night after his other deliveries were done. He would making that special delivery tonight. The rest of the afternoon seemed to last forever. Holly and I were both anxious, knowing that our sexual lives were about to change forever. Finally, shortly after 5:00, the doorbell rang. Holly took one last look at herself in the mirror as I went to open the door. There stood Derrick with a big smile on his face. I invited him in and we moved over to the living room. We exchanged pleasantries about how the afternoon had gone and I made drinks for the three of us. Holly had done a fine job of primping herself that afternoon. Freshly shaving her pussy to make sure it was smooth and soft. Applying moisturizer to every inch of her skin. Then she put on tight tank top and short, flowing skirt. She left off the bra, of course, making sure that there was no way to overlook those sensitive, perky nipples. This outfit accentuated her toned, taught body and ample curves perfectly. It was not lost on Derrick. He couldn't take his eyes off of Holly as she strolled through the house, nervously cleaning and drinking. I asked Derrick if he had ever done anything like this before. He assured us that he was not the type of guy who fucked around and certainly had never been involved with a couple before. This would be a first for him too. Everyone was very anxious and the tension in the air was thick. After another quick cocktail I suggested that we move into the bedroom and make ourselves more comfortable. I didn't need to ask Derrick or Holly twice. As I put my arm around Holly's waist to walk with her, I could feel her heart racing throughout her body. She was pulsing and I could feel the perspiration on her skin. As we watch Derrick's muscular body stroll into the bedroom, I could see why Holly would be nervous. She was about to be taken by a full man for the first time in her life. I kissed Holly gently on the cheek and made my way over to the lounge chair in the corner of the room where I had set up the video camera. This would be my perch for all of the action. Derrick could sense that Holly was very nervous about this whole scenario and he was very gentle. He started by taking her hand as he began walking backwards towards the king size bed. He let go of her hand momentarily so that he could take off his shirt, exposing his toned torso. Broad shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest, silky chocolate skin, and slightly pronounced abs rippling downward into his jeans. Leading to his treasure. Derrick slowly put his hands on Holly's hips and leaned in to kiss her. She paused, glanced at me in the corner, and then opened her mouth wide, finally letting her guard down to Derrick. They sucked at each others lips slowly and sensuously. He then began moving his hands around the bottom of her tank top and then slowly lifted it over her head. Her ample breasts rolled out of the fabric and hung there beautifully. Ready for him. The image of her soft, pale, round breasts yielding to his firm, dark, chiseled chest was amazing. I was now fully erect, sitting upright in the corner as they groped each others' bodies. Derrick bowed and began licking and kissing Holly's nipples as the slowly began to perk up. She lowered her head backwards and stretched her arms upwards, fully exposing her neck and chest to her eager partner. Derrick took the hint as a sign that Holly was now ready to open up more fully to the rest of the experience. He slowly backed away from Holly, leaving her breasts exposed and her wanting to get back next to his skin. Derrick gracefully stepped up onto the bed, his tall stature now almost reaching the ceiling. He stood there as if he were on a stage for the world to see. The perfect dramatic pause. He reached down with his muscular arms and pulled off his belt, letting it drop to the floor. Without ever taking his eyes off of Holly, he unbuttoned his jeans, slowly pulled down the zipper, and allowed his pants down to his feet. I'm certain that at that instant I heard a gasp come from deep within Holly. Exposed before our eyes was one of the greatest organs that I have ever seen. His cock seemed to fall out of his pants with the weight of an anchor and hung there proudly. At what appeared to be a full 12" long, and as thick as a tree trunk, this was a cock truly made for working the insides of a woman all the way up to her ribs. Attached to this monster was also a sack big enough to hold two enormous balls that seemed to be the size of golf balls. His sack could hardly contain the weight of these balls, as the skin appeared stretched and strained under their bulk. Derrick stood there proudly, like a god. A physical specimen prepared to fuck all who would dare attempt to conquer his body. He was obviously very comfortable with his member as he firmly grasped and stroke his cock for the camera. His enormous hands appeared diminutive as they massaged his sack and presented his cock to Holly as if to say "Do you think you can handle this? All of this? Are you prepared to be fulfilled like never before." Derrick lowered himself to his knees onto the bed. His lean thighs flexed as he bent backwards slightly, creating a perfectly smooth torso with rippled abdominal muscles, and cock the size of a tree sapling hanging ready for work. The muscles in his back and round, strong ass strained to keep his cock and balls from pulling him down to the floor. His cock was so long that it's head draped on the bedsheets. Derrick had obviously taken meticulous care of his organs as they we completely hairless and clean, exposing every wrinkle in his sack and vein in his cock. His skin was the color of chocolate silk, with not a blemish in sight. A truly regal body. I glanced at the video camera to ensure that every image was accurately being recorded in high definition. It was a struggle to turn my gaze away from the magnificent sight before my eyes. Holly was breathing heavier now, her ample breast rising and falling at a slightly quicker pace. Her taught stomach vigorously rolling in and out. As Derrick arched his back to expose his hardware in full, Holly reached out with both hands and grabbed his monster. Her feminine hands appeared dwarf-like astride his cock. She slowly bent down and opened her mouth wide. She had no choice. As both hands slid up and down his shaft, there was still plenty of exposed cock for her lips and then some. Derrick was still soft and flexible; slowly adding to his length and girth. I watched as the enormous head of his cock disappeared into Holly's mouth. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth to greet his cock and enjoy it's taste. She let out a short moan. She didn't want to let it go. After a long, hard suck, Holly released his head to take in a breath; a string of saliva strung from her engrossed lips to his cock. She eagerly opened up again and took in that beast. Her cheeks sucked in and out in stride with his cock. She swallowed more and more chocolate cock with each stroke. His cock grew and grew to meet the challenge. She began to squeeze his hanging sack, filling both of her hands with his enormous balls. Derrick simply sat back and enjoyed. No matter how she tried, Holly could not swallow more than a third of his cock. Being used to only my diminutive tool, she was not in practice for this amount of meat. But she gave it her all and vigorously worked his brown meat. Licking and gnawing on his low hanging fruit. Rubbing his cock along her face and breasts. With his cock now fully engorged, his true size became apparent. His cock was as long as Holly's forearm and as almost as thick. As she wrapped his cock in her breasts, it stretched from her abdomen, through her tits, and up to her chin. Now she was wet and ready. Holly hesitantly released his cock from her grip and mouth and stepped back. It was her turn on the stage. As Derrick's cock sprang proudly towards the ceiling, Holly slid off her skirt, exposing her perfectly toned ass and shaved pussy. She was so wet, I could smell her juices from across the room. Derrick flexed forward, reached down his long arms, placed his fingers between her legs. Slowly rubbing her mound, he began kissing her neck and stroking her hair. Holly's head bent back and she fully enjoyed the feeling from both ends of her body. Her nipples were now fully peaked, seeking out a soft, warm mouth to suck on them. She grabbed his cock again and began stroking the beast. Derrick began to moan as well as his own juices began flowing. I could see the small drops of pre-cum begin dripping from the head of his cock, creating spiderwebs on Holly's hands. Seeing these two muscular, toned bodies writhing in pleasure right before my eyes was too much. I stripped off my shirt and pants in the corner, exposing my erection and tiny balls. As I wrapped my hand around my cock, the 4-1/2" disappeared into my palm in pleasure. Derrick grabbed Holly by the hand and directed her up onto the bed, then down on her knees. He gently persuaded her body down and grabber her thighs in his long, powerful hands. He was orchestrating her every move carefully. She knew what was coming and did all she could to ready her entire body. Stretching her arms above her head, over the edge of the bed, she grasped the plush comforter in her hands and squeezed. She looked majestic, toned and flexed on the bed, feet in the air, panting and dripping juices from her cunt. Derrick swung his pillar of dark meat around and his huge sack followed. He grasped his cock and slowly guided it's apple-sized head towards Holly's hole. He circled and rubbed every inch of her pussy lips with his plump head, causing Holly to bite her lip and moan. Then he began to push. The monster's head stretched her like she had never felt before. Every nerve ending in her cavern twitched and throbbed. Slowly it disappeared into her. More moans. Then groans and even grunts as Derrick began easing that pole in and out. As he pushed to bury his cock inside her, Holly tensed and flexed. As he slid it out, she went limp and exhaled. The lips of her cunt clinging to the giant, dark pole as it pulled out of it's home. Every nerve in her body knew what it wanted. Then Derrick began to get into a rhythm. He slid in and out with more ease each time as Holly release every ounce of juice she had to lubricate the beast. Then Holly hit her first orgasm; one like I had never witnessed with her. Her back arched, her head bent back, and she let out a deep, guttural moan loud enough to wake the dead. She squeezed the bed with a vise-like grip. Her ribs now visible through her skin as she stretched her body. Then Derrick pushed harder, burying another two inches further into her. She froze and began to twist and moan faster now. Both bodies glistened with sweat now as Derrick strode faster. After what seemed like an eternity, Holly hit her second, then third orgasm, her muscles flexing and straining each time. Derrick drove on like the machine he was, his giant sack swinging and slapping into Holly's ass like a wrecking ball with each push. Even with Holly as wet and wide as she had ever been, Derrick's cock did not fully fit into her cave. He truly was enough man for two women at the same time. Finally Derrick appeared to be reaching his peak. His taught abs began flexing faster now. His lean thighs strained and tensed. Just when I thought he was going to fill her up with his load, he slid that snake out of Holly's wrecked hole, grasped her thighs, and turned her over, propping her up on her knees. He grasped his dripping wet cock in his hand and guided back into Holly's hole. She placed her head down onto her hands, which improved Derrick's driving angle from behind. Derrick didn't skip a beat and was lighting up her interior nerves like never before. She hit her fourth orgasm almost instantly as he hit new sides of her cave. Derrick now seemed to be intent on burying all 14 of his thick inches into Holly's cunt and he pushed even harder. Holly screamed as his cock reached deep into her core. Again he pushed. Again she screamed. Again he pushed, hiding every black inch in her cave. This was the finale that Derrick had been striving for. Dark Delivery Ch. 02 After that first time with Derrick, we practically wore out the DVD of that night, wanting to relive that amazing first experience. Neither of us ever grew tired of viewing Holly & Derrick in pure, sweaty ecstasy. Watching in slow motion made his cock seem even longer than it was in person. It never seemed to end. Sometimes I could see Holly gasp when viewing it from the other perspective. We rarely made it through the whole recording, which lasted almost 73 minutes, before we got so hot that we had to do something to relieve it. Even though I enjoyed all of this activity, it was hard not to think about what Holly was still missing out on with me, especially after refreshing our memories so often. Eventually, she got up the nerve to ask me if I thought we should try it again. Of course I did. Watching her toned body flex and stretch against the dark skin of stranger was so exciting to me. I got erect every time I thought about it. I still do. Even though I did worry about Holly growing further from me emotionally, I still wanted her to have that fulfillment that I couldn't give her. Those cock-stuffed, loin-stretching, muscle-burning orgasms that she could relive over and over again on video and in her memory. I do love her and I wanted to do it for her. I agreed without hesitation. The first time Derrick came over to 'play' was last summer. As you might expect, the next few times that he came by only to deliver boxes were a little awkward. I was home a few of the times and Holly was alone for some of the others. Each time I could see how Holly coyly signed for the packages and almost seductively offered her gratitude for his delivery work. A few times I think she needed to wipe the sweat from her brow when he left. Almost comical. Also, now knowing the beast that Derrick carried between his legs, it was difficult not to look in that direction as he walked in and carried the boxes around. A few times I caught the silhouette of his entire member against his khaki shorts. I know Holly was looking in the same direction and probably daydreaming of his soft, dark skin stretching as his erection would grow to it's enormous proportions; springing to life right before her eyes. Having seen this occur in real time just a few months earlier, I too was left with that visual impression of his member rising to full attention with the strength and poise of a hungry python. We were all cordial, but we also all knew that each of us wanted to ask that fated question regarding a repeat performance. Derrick, of course, had the extra pressure of worrying about his job at a time when jobs are hard to come by. Now that Holly & I had agreed we wanted a sequel, we just needed to wait for Derrick to deliver another package so we could ask him. I would have preferred if we were both there at that time, but it worked out that Holly was home alone the next time Derrick made a delivery. I came home from work one day in October to find Holly laying on the chaise with a big glass of lemon water next to her. She looked a bit disheveled. I asked how her day was and she said that she had good news and bad news. I asked for the bad news first. It seems that Derrick had stopped by that day just a couple of hours earlier to deliver a package from Holly's company. It was his last stop of the day. Holly took the opportunity to talk to Derrick and see if he would be interested in a repeat performance from that summer. He told Holly that, unfortunately, due to budget constraints, he was being reassigned to a different district on the far south side of the city, close to 30 miles from our house, and that this would be his last week. I understood Holly's disappointment. I asked her what the "good" news was. She simply said "I finally figured out how to turn on the video camera." I was a bit confused by her statement and it showed. Holly elaborated. Derrick didn't have any deliveries left for the day when he stopped by earlier. Given the situation of his reassignment and his free time that day, he requested to take up Holly on her offer for a repeat performance right then and there. Unfortunately, this time I wasn't there to watch and enjoy first hand. Holly said she only agreed to Derrick because she knew that I was comfortable with him and that we had already talked about doing this again anyway. I was disappointed, but also eager to see the video. Holly told me that I wouldn't be disappointed. She was right. I remember being too anxious to even think about dinner at that time. I wanted to sit down and watch the video right away to see what had worn out Holly that afternoon. I went into the bedroom looking for the video camera, assuming that it was set up on the tri-pod similar to the first time, but it wasn't there. I asked Holly of it's whereabouts. She said that she may have left it in the bathroom. I quickly recovered it and plugged it in to the flat screen TV. My palms were sweating. Derrick had on his usual uniform of khaki shorts, shirt, and work boots, although he wasn't wearing it for long in the video. When the recording started, I could tell Holly was holding the camera in her hand, walking backwards into our master bedroom suite, with the camera moving up and down on Derrick's form. He had kicked off his boots by the front door and was slowly unbuttoning his shirt as he walked down the hall. Peeling away the shirt from his dark, toned torso, he simply dropped it on the floor. The camera angle lowered as Holly apparently sat on the bed or maybe knelt on the floor. Holly's hand reached out from behind the camera and began caressing his smooth chest and abs. I could hear her breathing getting heavier. She then began tugging at his belt, trying to loosen it from the buckle. No luck. Two large, muscular black hands came into the picture, opened the belt, unbuttoned the khaki shorts, and opened the zipper. Then they left the scene. The screen of TV was filled (and I mean filled) with the outline of Derrick's semi-erect cock against his elastic underwear. That thin, white spandex material had no chance of holding back that force. Again, Holly's hand came into view and eagerly pulled down the shorts and underwear, totally exposing his majestic member. She backed up at first, seemingly surprised the spring of his cock. Then she reached her hand out again to wrap her delicate fingers around that expanding shaft. The camera was starting to get a little shaky. No doubt the memories of her first experience with THAT cock had come flooding back to her, moistening her cunt, and causing her to quake with anticipation. The camera got so close at that point, I could see every bulging vein on Derrick's cock. The darkened rim at the base of his cock head stood rigid and firm. Small droplets of pre-cum glistened at the tip of his cock. Holly's hand slowly stroked back and forth, in a seemingly endless line, for the camera. Suddenly the camera jumped, swung around the room, through the door, and into the master bathroom where it came to rest on the edge of the tub. I could see Derrick's splendid physique slowly moving into the bathroom from the bedroom. His giant member swinging to & fro with every calculated step. Holly stepped into the frame then, still fulled clothed in her skirt and shirt. She moved close to Derrick and placed both of her hands into the air. Derrick quickly picked up the cue and lifted her shirt up over her head. She reached around her back and snapped off her bra like a whip of a snake. I could see her beautiful breasts from the side now, her nipples flush and erect. Derrick reached down and slid off Holly's skirt and panties in one smooth motion. Holly's beautiful, round ass was now in full view of the camera. I could just catch the bulge of her mound between her thighs from behind. She reached up and put her arms around his neck and they began kissing passionately. The balance of their unique skin tones seemed perfect at that moment. Derrick's huge hands reached down and each grabbed one of Holly's cheeks; squeezing firmly. This went on for minutes as they both worked up their juices. Holly pulled herself from Derricks lips, leaving a stream of hot saliva between their mouths, and turned to open the glass door on the spa size shower. We debated about the need for a huge shower during the renovation. I'm glad now that we decided to super-size it. Pushing the door open with one hand, she grabbed Derrick's huge cock in her other hand and led him by his "leash" into the shower. As the shower door closed behind them, I could see Holly reach for the handle and turn, shooting out a wide spray of cold water. They both jumped and grabbed each other as a sort of protection from the cold water. The cold water made Holly's nipples pop even more. Her normally deep brown nipples were now bright pink and as big a lolli pop. Derrick began caressing her dripping wet breasts and Holly began to breath loudly in pleasure. Her head tilted back into the now hot spray of water. Derrick bent down to lick her nipple and get a much closer look. I could now see Holly's hands slide off of Derrick's hips and onto his crotch. The tips of her fingers didn't touch on the hand that grasped his expanding cock. It began to slide up and down the wet shaft. Her other hand cupped his enormous sack and began squeezing and pulling. Then Derrick took Holly by the shoulders and turned her towards the camera. He stood behind her and reached around her body with his right arm. He pulled her leg aside so that she stood there with her legs spread wide. Even though he was much taller than her, I could see the end of cock hanging down between her legs. His left hand came around and began fondling her breasts again. The long fingers on his right hand disappeared between her legs and began stroking her swollen pussy lips. She leaned against the glass and I could see the muscles in her legs beginning to contract in pleasure. Her breathing quickened. Derrick kept stroking and Holly really began to moan. Just as I noticed that the shower glass was beginning to fog up, Holly let out a deep, long moan and her body slightly folding forward as she now rested her cheek on the shower glass. The wave of her first (of many) orgasm sped through her core and out to her fingers and toes. Her ribs became visible with every deep breath she was now taking and her breast gently rose up & down. Derrick reached over and turned off the water. The now foggy glass door opened and the two dripping wet bodies, one a beautifully toned pale and the other glistening, dark, and strong, stepped into the room and closer to the camera. Water drained from Holly's soaking wet hair and droplets sat on Derrick's smooth form. Again Derrick turned Holly around by her hips and led closer to the other edge of the tub. He knew what he wanted. A focused look came across his face. As he stood behind Holly, he reached around her with both arms, grabbed her wrists gently, and guided her hands to edge of the tub. His hands slipped down and guided her knees apart. Derrick stood and backed up a few steps to provide ample space for the length of his now engorge cock. He reached down with his right hand and grabbed the beast, stroking off the last of the water droplets. With a small swing of his hips, he guided the tip of his cock between Holly's swollen cunt. At first only the head disappeared. I could hear Holly gasp and then moan with a long, low, "yesssss" on her breath. She now leaned down onto her elbows to bring her body more in line with Derrick's rod. Then Derrick pushed. Slowly he buried the long, dark tube deep into Holly's core. She bit her lip and clenched her fists. Derrick pulled back and then plunged forward, seemingly sending the tip of his cock close to Holly's stomach. It took a few strokes to fully loosen up Holly to accommodate Derrick's girth. Then he got into a groove and began working on my wife. Her head bobbed up and down, moved side to side, and often rested on her hands. Her ample breasts swung back and forth, almost violently slapping at her arms and body. Derrick continued with the long, smooth strokes, which got faster and faster, causing his low hanging sack to slap on the sides of Holly's thighs. He held on to her hips to stabilize himself. This also gave him more power with each plunge. Soon his cock was practically a blur and entered and left her clinging lips. Holly's back arched as her face turned towards the ceiling to help her take in more air. Her still wet hair clinging to her face and neck. The muscles in her arm and thighs were bulging from the strain of holding her body in place against his thrusts. Her skin, which had previously dried from the shower, was now glistening again with sweat. Orgasms were now coming fast and frequently. Finally Derrick slowed his pace. He backed his giant, swollen cock out of Holly's gaping, wet hole and held it in his hand above the small of her back. His normally brown-toned member was now red from the friction. He stroked the beast a few times with his right hand and gently nudged Holly to turn her body away from the tub. He stepped back, bent down to his knees, and leaned backwards, resting his shoulders on the floor. His cock stood up in the air like a nuclear warhead. Holly's exhausted frame lumbered towards the missile on hand and knees. Without ever really catching her breath, she opened up wide and began sucking his cock. She started slowly at first in her withered state, but then got into a quick rhythm as her energy returned. Derrick's toned body gently moved with her rhythm, showcasing his toned abs and lean body. Holly's used two hands on the length of his cock, sliding up and down along side her lips. Even with both hands strapped around his cock, there was still plenty of room for her mouth and room to spare. Moments later Derrick's body began to tense up and I could see he was finally close to exploding. Holly could sense it too. She pulled her mouth off of his cock, leaving it hanging open just above the head, and continued furiously stroking with her hands. He took in a deep breath and let out a fountain of cum. Holly caught most of the initial shot of thick liquid in her mouth. As she gulped to swallow the first load, the second shot came and sprayed on her face & hair. She took his cock in her mouth again to ensure that she would not miss again. She continued to suck and swallow, squeezing every last drop from the beast. When the pump finally ran dry, she opened mouth, licked her swollen, red lip with her cum-coated tongue and pulled her hair from her face. She was flush, sweaty, and looked of exhaustion. She stretched her arms before her and slid her way up Derrick's body as he lay there on the bathroom rug. Her plump breasts bulged out to the side and she lay on the fallen warrior. Her body rose and fell as she continued to breath heavily. Her moistened pale skin against his dark muscles was a thing of raw beauty. They laid together for what seemed like an eternity on camera, simply soaking in the physical adventure that they had just been through. Finally, they stirred and awkwardly rose from the bathroom floor together. The sweat had dried from their skin. Holly's face no longer looked flush and the red glow had faded from Derrick's cock. They walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. The camera continued to roll, but there was no movement on screen. Presumably they were both getting dressed and I would see them both walk by the open bathroom door towards the front of the house soon. But that was not the case. I watched intently, but never saw anyone walk by the door. I pressed 'fast forward' on the recording and watched as twenty minutes of the same scene whizzed by in a matter of seconds. I pressed 'play' again to slow the video back to regular speed. Just as I was about to press the 'stop', I heard it. The squeaking of the bed. The heavy breathing. The moans of pleasure. I increased the volume to be sure, but I already knew what was happening. Holly had forgotten to move the camera to the other room, so I could not see anything on the video, but I could hear everything. Derrick had recovered quickly and was obviously ready to go again. He was making the most of his last work trip to our home. By the pace of the her breathing and the frequent moans, it sounded as if Holly was enjoying too. And even though I could not see anything on the screen, my imagination filled in the gaps. I was definitely enjoying this too. After another fifteen minutes of sexual audio, I stopped the video and returned to sit next to Holly. We talked about her experience that day and she filled me in on the missing details. Apparently, Derrick was fully loaded that day, as they enjoyed not two, but three delights that afternoon. No wonder she was exhausted and sore. Since he would no longer be visiting the house for deliveries, he left her with his cell number in case we wanted to give him a call in the future. He also said that he was not sure who his replacement would be, but when he talks to him about the regular customers on his route, he would be sure to mention us and our 'interests'. Who knows what package the next delivery will bring. Dark Delivery He pulled his toned ass backwards, releasing the hold that Holly's cunt had on his cock. He gently directed Holly to sit up on the bed and moved into position. He grabbed that might cock with both of his massive hands, leaving a full 4 inches exposed at the top, and began stroking. Readily his pace quickened and he began breathing heavier now. Holly sat there dazed from her multiple orgasms, but still eagerly waiting to taste his cum. Derrick released one hand and stroked faster now with only his left. Then his massive balls tightened a bit, his head fell back as he let out a moan, and his hole opened up. A stream of cum came pouring out, resembling the foam from a dripping car wash. Holly caught a mouthful as more streamed down her chin and onto her breasts. She swallowed quickly and opened up for more, taking his cock head in her both her hands and pulling it into her mouth. Derrick unloaded again, filling up Holly's mouth, causing her to cough a bit, but she swallowed and opened to take a breath and prepare for the next round. Derrick obliged as he pumped more hot, salty cum onto her waiting tongue. She pulled his cock from her mouth and began to squeeze the beast to coax out every last drop of cum. She started by squeezing his balls, and then working up his shaft like a tube of toothpaste. Again Derrick poured what seemed like a cupful of juice into her mouth, although this time without the tremendous pressure of the previous eruptions. She swallowed this and then began licking the final drops from his massive cock head. The beast slowly softened and lowered into it's normal hanging position, glowing red hot from all of the friction. Holly collapsed back onto the bed, exhausted and aching from the fuck of her life. Her perfectly toned physique looked angelic as her sweat soaked skin glistened and her breasts gently heaved up and down with the thump of her heart. Derrick posed there momentarily, still on his knees, with thick drips of cum still leaking from his dangling cock. His sack seemed stretched even further as those enormous balls hung lower than before. He was not even breathing heavy. A machine indeed. Finally he broke the silence and asked "Would you like to go again"? and as his face cracked a small smile. "No matter how much I enjoyed the feeling of your cock filling every inch of my insides, I don't think I could handle it today. Besides, the battery light is blinking on the video recorder, so we're all out of juice; so to speak." Derrick bent down and kissed Holly gently on her stomach and said, "Until next time then". He crawled off of the bed and began getting dressed. Stuffing that beast back into the pants the held it back earlier in the day. As he walked out of the room, he glanced at me, and then turned to Holly to say, "See you next delivery". With that, he walked through the house and out the front door. I walked out from behind the video camera and brought my naked body next to Holly on the bed. It was strange to look at my member next to her body, after seeing it next to his long, black, snake for the past hour. There was no comparison. Nor would there ever be. "How do you feel?", I asked. "Wonderful and warm". She paused in her dreamlike state then turned to me and said in low, gruff voice, "Thank you". "You're welcome". I cautiously replied. "I can't wait to watch that video with you once you get your strength back." "Might be a while", she said. "A long while."