The Glovo delivery person

100% real story, I love having fun...

It all started with a fantasy that kept growing, about fucking a delivery driver.

I don't have much time to cook so I abuse Uber, Glovo... and every time I opened the door with a new order my mind imagined a kinky situation.

Not always, but for some reason 90% of the delivery guys turned me on. On more than one occasion I would flirt with a flirty look and at most receive a smile in response.

Over time, of all the delivery guys I saw multiple times, one caught my eye. Venezuelan, around 30 years old, tall, dark skin, tattooed arms... one of those bad boys that gets me drooling.

Seeing him so often, I started to joke with him, saying "you must be tired", "nice tattoos, where are you from?", "what's your name?" I would tip him to make him remember me and come back more often (I think it worked). Until I started to order heavy groceries, I arranged for him to come twice for big deliveries out of the many I ordered, and invited him to come in to drop off the items if he didn't mind, saying "my arms hurt from a fall" haha and offering him water...

Until the third order, as soon as I opened the door he gestured to come in to drop it off, assuming it was normal... and he went straight to the kitchen.

Me: Wow! Thanks a lot, Mateo.

Mateo: No problem, kid. I see you more than my girlfriend, haha, I spend my whole day working away from home.

Me: Lucky me.

Mateo: Huh? Lucky? Haha.

Me: To see you more than your girlfriend.

Mateo: And do you have a boyfriend?

Clearly, he noticed my orientation even though I'm not effeminate, my appearance is of a masculine bear, tattooed...

Me: No, not at all.

Mateo: Lucky me then.

I looked at him while laughing, not understanding his response.

Mateo: Well kid, I gotta go, see you next time.

I realized I was getting turned on, maybe even nervous. I walked him to the door and, well... that's when things got interesting. That delivery was in the afternoon, and at night around 9:00 pm, the doorbell rang and when I opened it was Mateo...

Me: Hey! I ordered something and I don't remember, haha.

Mateo: No, the thing is, I just delivered an order around here and wanted to ask you a favor to use the bathroom...

Me: Sure, come in.

I was making dinner and as he came out of the bathroom and entered the kitchen, he asked for a glass of water. I could tell he was super nervous...

Mateo: Thanks, eh! By the way, I never told you, but nice place you got here.

Me: Thanks, wish it was mine and not rented.

Mateo: Yeah, things are tough in Madrid.

I noticed he was nervous and couldn't stop looking at his package while touching it from time to time... either he was very well-endowed or very hard...

Clearly, he noticed I was staring and an awkward situation arose, and he said...

Mateo: Can I take it out?

I was a little taken aback, but the truth was, I was already turned on and craving him... I wasn't going to say no!!!

Me: Take what out?

Suddenly, he pulls out his cock, WHAT A COCK! Uncircumcised, about 18cm thick! Veiny and with the tip almost showing... I was eager.

I approached him and started to jerk him off while he moaned...

Me: Damn, what a cock you have! So thick...

At that moment, he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me down, seeing that cock in my face got me so turned on, so hairy, I ran my hand over his shirt, that body toned from exercise but also with some flesh... smelled clean, clearly he hadn't worked, he had come for this...

I slowly took it in my mouth, and started sucking calmly...

Mateo: Mmm, so good, so good... what a mouth...

Mateo was getting more and more excited to the point he pressed me against the wall and fucked my mouth almost not letting me breathe...

Every time I looked up he spit on me, or slapped me, he rubbed his dick on my face or hit me with it... hard hits...

Mateo: Is this what you like? Getting your mouth fucked like a pussy? Swallow, come on...

He kept fucking my mouth until I felt him cum in my throat! It was so intense that I couldn't pull away until he wanted me to, he just moaned and pushed his body against my head and his dick into the depths of my throat...

When he pulled out, I fell forward with hands blistered on the floor, coughing, crying, gasping for air like never before...

The bastard said nothing, he pulled up his pants, grabbed his backpack, and left, but clearly with intentions to come back...

Things were getting more intense by the minute!