Special Delivery

She wanted it. She needed it. And badly too. Giselle had been working in Florida for six months in one of the top hospitals in Miami as an Italian and Spanish translator for patients. Originally from Boston, Giselle had left her family, friends, and boyfriend to pursue her career in international patient relations. She missed her boyfriend Damien badly. Especially the things he could do to her. He made her feel things no other man had ever made her feel. Giselle catches herself day dreaming about sex and becomes slightly wet between her legs. She looks at her computer screen and thinks - Oh god, It's only 1:30pm?! Get me the fuck out of here! - The rest of the day creeps by slowly, causing Giselle to be restless at her desk. When the clock finally strikes 5pm, she practically jumps out of the office and to her car. On the drive home, she begins thinking about Damien again...

When Giselle gets home, she drops her keys and purse at the front door. On the way to her room, she unbuttons her white blouse and lets it slide down her shoulders. She removes her black pumps and unzips her black pencil skirt, which falls in a heap at the foot of her bed. She stands in front of the mirror in the master bedroom wearing only a matching black lace bra and panties. She takes the clip out of her neatly pulled back hair and shakes her head, letting her long blonde curls fall down her back. She stares longingly at the empty bed, her smooth ass yearning for a spanking, her legs longing to be stroked, and her hair aching to be pulled. She turns away, disappointed that she's alone and makes dinner in only her under clothes.

Damien calls during dinner, but is too busy at work to really talk to her. He tells her how much he misses her and how he wishes he could come to see her for his birthday, but he's swamped with work. They both lead busy lives but they promise to Skype each other and have dinner "together" on his birthday, which is in only a few days.

That night, Giselle wakes with a start. It's the middle of the night but she is jerked awake by an idea. She had been having a dream about her and Damien, somehow magically being together for his twenty-fifth birthday. Lying awake, Giselle reaches for her computer and books a plane ticket to Boston for April 20th. I'll come up and surprise Damien - she thinks with a smile. Then the plan begins to form in her head. She decides to tell Damien to be on Skype at the time she would be arriving at his apartment door three days from now. She falls back asleep and back into the dream.

Three days later, Giselle is on the plane that is descending into Logan International Airport right on schedule. The plane lands and she quickly finds the nearest restroom and strips down. It is cool for April in Boston and Giselle has decided to show up at Damien's door wearing her signature thigh-high boots and a long black peacoat. And nothing else. She stuffs her clothes into her small overnight bag and leaves the airport. She hails and taxi and stops at a grocery store on the way. She buys a can of whipped cream, a bar of dark chocolate, strawberries, and a bottle of champagne. At the front door, she rings the bell to the top floor. Damien answers with a quick "Yeah?"

In the deepest voice she can muster up, Giselle answers, "I have a package for Damien Smith. It needs to be signed for. Can you come down to the entrance please?" The buzzer goes off and she enters the foyer. She shivers as she hears the door to his apartment open and his heavy footsteps on the stairs.

"Surprise!" she says when she sees Damien at the top of the staircase. His shocked eyes lock onto hers and then his facial expression changes to a look of raw passion and aggression.

Damien practically falls down the last set of stairs and grabs Giselle with such force that she almost falls backward. He kisses her hard on the mouth, then pulls back and grins. "I've missed you so much baby!" She smiles back, takes his hand and leads him up the stairs. Halfway up the stairs, Giselle drops her purse and leans down to pick it up. She turns around to see Damien gawking at her perfect behind peeking out from under the hem of the jacket.

"No panties," he manages to squeeze out before Giselle winks and continues up the stairs. Damien scrambles up the stairs and catches up to Giselle just outside his apartment. She turns around in the dark doorway as he grabs her and forces her up against the apartment door, smashing his mouth onto hers. He holds her throat has his tongue explores her mouth. She forces his mouth away by turning her head to the side but he grabs her and pulls her back. He pins her arms up above her head when she tries to reach down to his growing cock through his pants.

"Someone's missed me," she whispers into his ear. She can feel the wetness between her thighs as she nibbles Damien's earlobe. Still holding her arms above her head, he fishes for his keys in his pocket and forces the door open. He pulls her inside, leaving the food and champagne in a mess outside the apartment.

They crash into Damien's small apartment, knocking over a lamp and a small table covered with mail. Giselle and Damien kiss furiously. Damien runs his hand up Giselle's thigh but she swats his hand away. "Uh-uh naughty boy," she scolds but Damien grabs her ass and picks her up and places her on the kitchen table. Once down, she moans into his ear and says, "Show me how much you missed me." Still devouring each other's mouths, Damien starts unbuttoning the huge coat.

Slowly, one button at a time. He undoes the first button and kisses down to her neck. The next button reveals her collar bone where he plants soft but hungry kisses. Next, he licks the crest on the top of her breasts. Her giant double D's spill out of the jacket and Damien kisses her all around. Giselle moans in pleasure as he caresses her huge tits, thumbing her nipples, and licking his lips. Taking her left breast, he sucks hard at her nipple and Giselle can feel herself getting wetter by the second. With Damien standing between her legs, she knows he feels the same way as his pants grow bigger and more taunt. The next button comes undone and he starts kissing under her breasts. Her stomach is exposed with the next button and he nibbled her belly button as he slowly makes his way down to the tops of her thighs. The last few buttons come undone. He stands over her, drinking in her naked body with those fucking sexy leather boots. Where the boots end at mid-thigh, he places his hands. Giselle shivers but smiles. She can see how big he is in his pants and suddenly she wants him like never before. He slowly moves his hands up her quivering legs, her soft stomach, her tender tits, to find her waiting face and kiss her. Damien lays Giselle down on the table and slides his hands back down to her thighs.

When his mouth meets her dripping wet opening, she can't help but gasp. Oh my god, this has been way too long! she thinks to herself. His tongue slides over her thick lips, and he can taste her sweetness. Damien starts sucking, licking, and blowing on Giselle's clit, sending such strong shivers up her spine that she has to grip the edges of the table. "Yes! Oh Damien, YES!" she cries as his tongue moves faster, darting in and out of her. She can feel her orgasm building, but she does not want to come yet. She wants to wait, let it build, let herself explode!

She slides her hips back and sits up. She kisses Damien's wet mouth and slowly slides her hand down to his shaft. She works the button open and pulls at his zipper. She rips down his pants and her eyes open wide as she sees the full length of his member struggling to get free of his tight boxers. She slides off the table and onto her knees without ever letting go of his dick. In one swift motion, his dick is in her mouth and she is deep-throating him like a professional. She sucks the tip, plays with his balls, and lightly grazes her teeth over him. She knows he loves it when she does that because he always grabs her hair and moans. Tonight is no exception. He curls her hair in his fingers and thrusts his hips, fucking her mouth. He can feel himself coming close to the edge and so can she.

"Don't stop baby. Please...don't...stop!" She feels him at the edge and gently pulls on his balls as he explodes in her mouth! She drinks every last drop. She stands and kisses Damien. "Come with me," she says as she leads him to the bedroom, dropping her jacket on the floor on the way.

When they reach the bedroom, Damien is hard again from thinking about his cock inside his ravishing girlfriend. Giselle pushes him down on the bed and straddles him. He can feel her hovering just above his dick with only the tip touching her yearning hole. He can sense the heat rolling off her and her pussy is dripping eagerly. In one swift motion, his cock is deep inside her and she is riding him hard and fast. "Choke me, Damien!" she moans out loud. She grabs the headboard as Damien wraps his big hands around her throat and starts thrusting himself into her. After a few minutes, Damien lets his hands go and opens the drawer in the bedside table. He takes out their favorite toy: the bright red vibrator Giselle got for Christmas from Damien. Giselle smiles and without removing his cock, Damien flips Giselle over. She grabs the vibrator and presses it to her clit, sending shock waves through her tight cunt and into Damien's penis. After a minute, Giselle can feel herself letting go and coming. She screams Damien's name as the nails on her free hand dig into his back and she throws her head back in pleasure.

After her body stops quivering, Damien says, "That's right baby, but I'm not done with you yet. Now turn around."

Giselle rolls onto her side and up onto her knees. Damien reaches into the drawer and pulls out a bottle of lube. He squirts some onto her small ass hole and she sits back on her heels, sticking her butt out and wiggling it in front of him. "You better fuck me hard," she moans.

"Oh you know I will, bitch." he says as he began playing with her ass. She sits back again, forcing his throbbing hot cock into her tight ass. Damien grabs her hips and thrusts hard into her while Giselle turns back on the vibrator and uses it on herself. It does not take long until both of them reach their second orgasm and they come at the same time, moaning and screaming. Damien collapses on top of her and she slumps down on the bed.

They roll off the bed and clean up in the shower together. Giselle slips out of the shower, remembering the food outside the door. She slowly creeps outside to get it. When Damien comes out of the bathroom, Giselle has set up a naked picnic for the both of them. She is sitting naked on the floor with a thin flute of champagne. "Happy Birthday Damien," she whispers.

Damien smiles and bends down to kiss her softly on the lips They spend the rest of that day and the next, locked in Damien's bedroom, fucking like animals and relishing in each other before they are forced to be apart again.