Pizza Boy Adventures

Skain

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For my first attempt at starting a thread, I thought I'd go with the old porn film standby, the pizza delivery boy with the big sausage who pleasures the lonely ladies of the city while out on his runs. Hardly the height of originality, I allow, but one has to start somewhere.

My character is Tommy, a nineteen year old kid working part time at a pizza place for spare cash while going to college. Clean-cut, with dark brown hair, he stands about six feet tall with a handsome young visage and sparkling blue eyes. His body is athletic from his time on the swim team and he likes to keep in shape. He's always heard rumors about women taking pizza boys, opening the door buck naked, luring the young men in for tawdry, adulterous sex...as he sets out for his first delivery of the evening, he dismisses the thoughts. Could never happen to him, after all, no matter how horny it gets him. He pulls into the driveway of a large mansion, whistling lowly to himself. Should get a good tip here...
 
Shelley

Mrs. Shelley Hillcrest
25, brunette, brown eyes, 5’6” voluptuous, and slender attractive figure

Another Saturday night, Stephen gone again on some business weekend, seemed it was getting to be a regular routine with him. Bored, and extremely horny, I thought about what a friend of mine said she had done on those occasions. I was rather shocked when she told me how she ordered pizza, had it delivered and what they did. She let me know she regularly ordered pizza now when her hubby was gone and now sitting here, do I dare.

Hell why not, it wasn’t as if Stephen was the perfect faithful spouse, even I wasn’t totally blind. I quickly made the phone call, ordered the pizza and then changed. I put my white bikini on, took a quick swim in the pool to get wet, not wanting to be too obvious and just as I got out of the pool, I heard a car pulling up. I threw a shirt over my suit but didn’t button it. Still dripping, I went to the front door and opened it.

“Well that certainly was quick. Come on in while I get the money.” I said smiling at him, immediately attracted to what I saw. “Can I get you a drink, or are you in a big hurry?” I flirted slightly, walking away to the kitchen where I had put the money, letting him follow me.
 
Tommy steps slowly into the doorway. He would be amazed by the opulence of the house if the lady in residence were not so hypnotically lovely. "Thank you, ma'am." he says, following the lady, the sway of her rounded hips, so deliciously cupped in that bikini bottom, making him move a bit more slowly than he usually would. "Um, I guess I am kind of thirsty. It's a quiet night, I'm in no rush." he says softly, his khaki pants drawing a bit tight over his groin as he follows the deliciously erotic woman.

He wonders if perhaps this could be something like his fantasies, like he's heard from the other guys, but he can't believe it, not with a woman like this. He sits the steaming pepperoni pie on top of the counter and leans back against it as he waits for her next move.
 
Shelley

I took the money out of my purse and when I turned to hand it to him, seeing him lean against the counter, my eyes immediately took in the nice tightening in his khaki’s. I smiled at him, placing the money in his hand, letting my hand brush over his slowly before letting go. I turned around, opening the refrigerator opposite him, and leaned over to grab a beer.

“Is a beer okay, or is there something else you might like instead.” I said, taking my time getting it.

I stood up and handed him the beer, then leaned sideways on the counter rather close to him.

“Anything else I might be able to get you?” I looked at him, flirting obnoxiously as I opened the pizza box, taking out a piece. "Want a piece, since it's just me here, I don't mind sharing."
 
Tommy smiles nervously, the noticeable swelling of his khakis increasing in volume every second he's in her presence. He takes the beer and grins, "I'm not really old enough, but..." he grins, taking a slow swig, wiping the moisture from his mouth with the back of his hand.

He looks over, really taking her in, his eyes darting down to the hint of her bikini top beneath the shirt, the lovely swell of her full breasts making him ache down to his very balls. He nods softly, "Yeah, I wouldn't mind a piece..." he pauses for a moment, then realizes what he said and adds, 'Of pizza, I mean!", not wanting to offend the sexy lady if he's totally reading her wrong. Which he might be, he's not really that experienced with women, especially sexy older women.

He turns a bit, his uniform shirt clinging tightly to his swimmer's build, biceps slightly flexed, "I really appreciate this, ma'am. Most folks just make me stand outside and wait..." he grins.
 
Shelley

I almost burst out giggling when he said he wanted a piece, it was quite obvious what he meant, but I found his shyness and not wanting to offend me to be quite a turn on. When he turned, I couldn’t help but notice even more how nicely built he was, great biceps and that slight bulge in his pants definitely showed possibilities.

I really appreciate this, ma'am. Most folks just make me stand outside and wait...

I liked the sound of his voice and such a smile and grin on his face. I could tell he was waiting for me to make the first move, if I was reading his reactions right. I moved a little closer to him and ran my hand over his bicep, squeezing slightly.

“Well, I’m a friendly person, and I don’t like anyone to have to wait outside. You sure have great arms here, among other things.” I flirted, then taking the can of beer from him, took a sip myself before placing it on the counter. “In fact you have a great body, bet you have a lot of girls chasing after you.” I said, speaking softly, running my hand down the front of his uniform.
 
I catch my breath as fingers play over my chest, my shirt suddenly feeling somewhat constrictive as I can feel my heartbeat. My god, it does seem like she wants him. His brain feels like it's on fire, and his cock as well, now swollen painfully in his khakis. When she comes close, the tip of his heated tent accidentally grazes against her belly, making it jump and he sighs sharply.

"You're...very friendly, ma'am,' he says with a swallow. He shakes his head at your words, "No, I...I guess I'm just so nervous with women, I can never...y'know, get very far. Plus, pizza boys don't make much, so I can't really take them anywhere nice." he says.

His hand moves of its own accord, the boy so busy stumbling over his words that he can't prevent the instinctive reaction, until he realizes with a gasp of shock that his hand has found its way to the side of your breast, stroking...
 
Shelley

When he moved, I felt him brush against my belly, and suddenly felt very warm. Listening to him, it was obvious I was making him very nervous as well as turning him on and this excited me to no end. I wasn’t aware his hand had moved until I felt it stroking the side of my breast, and I shivered, his hand so warm making my nipples harden, showing through my bikini top.

Seeing that he was as shocked almost as I was, before he could pull his hand away, I leaned closer, whispering in his ear, my breath warm against his neck.

“Don’t stop…”

I softly ran my fingers across his cheek, turning him to face me and kissed him softly at first, while my other hand ran down his chest and rubbed across the growing tent in his pants.
 
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