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Title: “The Delivery Girl’s Desperate Desires”
Xiaoli was a typical college student, always broke and constantly ordering items online to improve her cramped dorm room. But this time, things were different. Her latest package had arrived at her door, but the delivery guy was demanding extra delivery fees that she simply couldn’t afford.
” Nadalala , please,” Xiaoli pleaded, batting her long lashes at the young delivery man. “I’m a college student, I don’t have the money right now. Surely we can work something else out?”
Nadala raised an eyebrow, his gaze traveling down the slim curve of her body, clad in a skin-tight skirt and sheer black thigh-high stockings. ” Work something out? What exactly did you have in mind, miss?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
Xiaoli felt a shiver run down her spine at his suggestive tone. She’d been on the receiving end of his flirtatious antics before – the stares, the lingering touches when handing over packages. Part of her had always wondered how far he’d be willing to go. Now, desperate and horny after another long day of classes, she was ready to find out.
Glancing around to ensure the coast was clear, Xiaoli stepped closer to Nadala, letting her skirt ride up to reveal the lacy wisps of her panties peeking out from under her stockings. “I was thinking,” she purred, trailing a finger down his chest, “We could do a trade. A very naughty trade…”
Nadala’s eyes widened, but there was no hiding the growing bulge in his pants. He clear his throat, trying to compose himself. “Is that so? And what kind of trade did you have in mind?”
Xiaoli wet her lips, reaching down to stroke the outline of his hardening cock through his pants. “Mm, you like that, don’t you? Let me show you just how good I can make you feel and maybe we can forget about those pesky delivery fees, hm?”
She slowly sank to her knees on the hard concrete, rubbing her face along the prominent ridge in Nadala’s trousers. Unzipping his fly with deliberate slowness, she freed his throbbing shaft, already glistening at the tip with pre-cum.
Nadala groaned as Xiaoli wrapped her lips around the head, her warm, wet mouth sending jolts of electric pleasure through his body. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper down her throat each time, swallowing around his length and massaging him with her tongue.
“Fuck…” Nadala breathed, tangling his fingers in her silky hair. “You’re so good at this. I think letting you off the hook for the fees would be the least I could do for such a talented delivery girl like you.”
Xiaoli purred happily, the dirty words spurring her on as she doubled her efforts, sucking him hard and fast. She cupped his heavy balls, massaging them as she hollowed her cheeks and focused on the sensitive underside of his cock.
Minutes passed and Nadala could already feel the telltale tingling in his lower stomach, her skillful mouth bringing him rapidly towards the edge. “I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, “where do you want it?”
Xialo released him with a pop, stroking his spit-slicked shaft as she gazed up at him from under her lashes. “In my mouth. I want to taste you,” she growled, opening wide in offering.
With a roar, Nadala thrust into the welcoming heat of her throat, fingers tangling tighter in her hair as he rode out his orgasm. Jet after jet of hot, sticky cum poured into Xiaoli’s eager mouth, drizzling down her chin as she struggled to swallow it all.
Finally, Nadala pulled back, panting as he tucked himself away. “Fuck, that was good,” he panted, offering a hand to help her to her feet. “I think I’ll have to pay you a visit for delivery again sometime soon.”
Xiaoli giggled, licking the last drops from her lips. “Always, Mr. Delivery Man. I’ll be here, ready to service your needs.”
She leaned in to press a quick, cum-flavored kiss to his lips, sending him on his way with a knowing smile and a wiggle of her hips. It looked like Xiaoli had found a new way to save money on her online shopping habit that she thoroughly enjoyed.
