Special Delivery

Phoenixthepoet

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In real life, I am a pizza delivery gut part time while I'm in college. While I have been doing this, I've found that the porn scenario isn't all that far from what sometimes happenes. I remember most vivedly one instance involving a pool party and some very attractive housewives.... :rolleyes:

Anyway, if anyone would like to join me in playing out any fantasies involving a delivery boy, this is an open invitation thread.

Charater name: James
Hight: 6'2"
Build: barrel chested
Hair: brown, sholderlength with loose curls
Eyes: Green
Age: 19

*sigh* It's two in the afternoon, the lunch shift is almost over. It's been a busy day today. Usually, I'm glad to have been busy, it means good tips, but today was the exeption, I barely made enough today to cover the cost in gas of driving around town for four hours. I pull up to the last house before going back to the Toni's. It's a nice suburban home, nothing really fancy, but the yard is green and trimmed, as are the hedges, and it looks as if the house has recently gotten a new coat of white, conservative paint.

I'm almost done, this is the last delivery of my shift, then I can go home and just chill before I start studying for class tomorrow. I get the pizzas out of my car and walk up the path to the front door. I ring the door bell and, despite my tiredness paint that all-to-familiar face that says "Here's your pizza, would you like me to kiss your ass with that?"
 
I watch as my wife heads to the door in nothing but a towel wet from getting out of the shower. She yelled at me to get the door but I did not answer. bitching at me for being in the garage again.

All our clothes are in the laundry room since we just got back into town from vacation, so she had nothing to grab. I smile as I see her 38d-22-33 frame walk to the door, her long red hair stopping just above her beautiful ass (whick can be seen from the back as the little white towel only covers the bottom half of her breast while just barely covering her short trimmed heart shaped bush.

She opens the door to look at a rather good looking young chap, closer to my wifes age of 25, even though her beautiful angelic looking face makes her look younger than the young man....maybe 18.

She holds the towel over her breasts with one hand and says, "sorry I just got out of the shower.... " (if he takes a close look he could tell she is just over 5 feet and probably a tad over 100 pounds, with lovely green eyes).




(I used to deliver pizzas at your age too)
 
(Well why not, what good deed did I do, to deserve you!)

My god I think to myself as I see her naked ass from down the hallway, as I peer around the corner. A delivery boy infront of her, what a lovely picture. Why do I get so hard seeing her flirt, or possibly being seen by someone. God I love watching... that picture ..... picture (I run and get the video and still cameras {luckily they were all packed in my camera backpack ready to go} and am back within 30 seconds ).

I peer back around the corner to see...
 
My long blonde hair still wet from the shower, my body dripping a bit too. The towel is so tiny it doesn't dry very much. I look at the young stud in my doorway and smile wide at him.

"Hi there, can I help ya? Oh, is that the pizza my hubby ordered?" I ask as i stand with only one hand barely holding up my little towel. I grin at the delivery boy and ask "So, what did that fat slob order this time, and how much do I owe ya!?"
 
"God what a sight", I think to myself as I set up the video on the tripod as quick as possiblel. I start filming and get out the still camera to try and catch a great shot if its not too late.....
 
OOC: looks like your pizza delivery boy has stopped psoting, mind if I take his place?
 
OCC: Its ok with me but lets wait for Ashley and see what she says. If it will move it along quicker I think she will be fine with it. But maybe give him a day just incase he does not check everyday, he had posted on the 12th. And we both posted yesterday. But always best to leave it up to the ladies I think. :rolleyes:
 
It's OK with me, but since it is originally Phoenix's thread, better give him some time?
 
OOC: sry guys, didn't get the e-mail till just now... are we going with the blonde hair or red?

IC: The door opened, and there stands one of the hottest women I've ever seen, dripping wet and barely covering herself with a towel. I thank God in my head and realize why I've been dragging myself to church on sunday all these years.

Being the devonare man that I am, I stared slack jawed for a moment until I realized that I wasn't at home in front of my computer with a box of tissues. "Uh..." I cooly reply shaking the daze from my head "That, uh that'll be eleven fifteen for the pizza..."

I wasn't at all sure how to handle this situation, I was as uncomfortable as I could have been, and to top it off, I had a huge hard-on. I hoped she didn't notice
 
"Sure thing" I look down at myself, taking note of his bulge as I glance back up at him "Uhh can you just step inside? I'll need to get the cash!" I giggle and step aside to let him in.

"Mike, pizza is here. Do you have the money?" I yell out to him, my voice obviously irritated at him. Then I look back the the pizza boy and grin. "Last delivery for the day? You look a bit tired?"
 
I stepped over the threshold when she invited me... Mike, huh? Lucky guy to have a beutiful woman in his house. I was taking note of the ring on her finger when I realized that she was speaking to me. "Wha? Oh, yah. You guys are my last for the day shift." As I began to speak, my body relaxed a bit and my over-zealous appendage began to return to it's normal state (much to my relief). "It's been a long shift, but that usually means good tips. I today hasn't been great but you can't expect to get five dollar tippers on every delivery." Well, I might have been a bit more relaxed, but I was still pretty nervous, standing in front of this wet, naked, supermodelesque goddess, and with her husband in the house somewhere. I didn't mean to ramble like I did, and I quickly cut myself off.
 
occ: (hey justhorny just because he is back does not leave u out cold- I think u could be a nosey neighbor or a peeping neighbor if u want)

ic:
(I snap a quick picture catching of her letting him pass infront of her as she step to the side, after she causially took note of his bulge unknown to him. The picture showed on the digital right after.....wonderful......a side view of my half naked wifes beautiful ass backdropped by the open door where a neighbor watching would get a eyefull {fuck that makes me even harder} with a young man with a pizza stumbling across the threshold because he is staring at her.)

"honey I am in the john", I yell lightly from around the corner to sould like I am further down the hall in the bathroom, "my wallet is either in the kitchen in my jacket or in my pants in the bedroom sweetheart"

I slowely stroke my hard on watching the sexy scene in front of me, my beautiful and sexy wife and a hunky stranger.

What will happen next........I think to myself as I feel my cock get even harder! ( I am going to have to snack on my wife before the pizza...I know what I am more hungry for now......and knowing her so will she after this hot kid leaves) I would not even be surpised if she is thinking of him while we fuck....which is exactly what she will do if she is imagining him with her....fuck me hard riding me like a cowgirl. (my favorite possition to see her in....bouncing up and down on my errection for about a hour till I can't hold out any more....seeing her moan and gasp in pleasure.....and in a postion I can massage her cilt, her breasts, her ass, her back and neck or anywhere else while we fuck) WOW....then if we are still randy.....we can make love for dessert after the pizza...
 
I roll my eyes in front of the pizza boy, mutters undr my breath loud enough for him to hear "the lazy ass is never around when I need him" I turn and motion the pizza boy to follow along with my manicured finger to follow me. Strutting to the kitchen, my ass swaying under my little bath towel. Knowing my ass is just barely visible.

"So not too many big tippers huh? Thats too bad, I bet things can get pretty boring when you deliver to a bunch of people who take the pizza and shove you out the door"
 
She signals me to follow her into her home, and when she turns around, my pants suddenly tighten again. When she speaks I tear my eyes away from that perfect bottom and respond, attempting not to sound like an idiot.
"it's a bit irritating... I mean the least they could do would be to give me the change after the dollar, that at least would be something." When she turns around I look awkwardly into her beutiful eyes and try to sound casual. "If you'd like, mam, I could wait here for you to get some cloths on, or I'm sure your husband will be finished soon and he can pay me..." I say this, but I hope she doesn't know what I really want... though with my embarassing appendage trying to say "hello!" It wouldn't be hard to guess.
 
Wandering into the kitchen, I see his wallet on the counter. "Oh no, don't be silly. I don't mind at all" I was actually getting a bit wet knowing he was looking so much and seeing that tent in his pants.

"How much was it again?" I turn to the counter, back to him, and bend over a bit to grab cash from his wallet. The draft on my bare pussy let me know I was showing it off to him, and I loved the idea of him staring!
 
I had heard the words, they had registered in my head, and I was about to make a response when she bent over, and I could see her pussy. The words on my tounge, whatever they were, became "uh... I, uh... the um..." When she stood back up I was still staring at the same spot, now just her middle, covered with the towel. With no more nudity, I regained some composure and remembered what she had said. "Oh, eleven fifteen for the pizza, mam. Where would you like me to set this?" I knew the counter right in front of me would have been fine, but I had to keep my mind on my job and get the hell out of here without embarassing myself or offending this beutiful...sexy...hott...Damn it! I'm having lapses of concentration even now!
 
As soon as I see her head for the kitchen and he followed, I grabbed the tripod with one hand and headed quickly to the bar window between the kitchen and dinningroom. It was dark in the dinning room so I set up the tripod right away to show her go for my wallet on the counter.

I held up my digital camera a snaped a picture of her bending over to count money and I could clearly see her wounderful ass. I am 20+ feet away and have a great view and I am sure his three foot view had caused his bulge to show again (cant tell with his back to me).

In fact, as I snaped away again, I was thinking if I was that kid I would be thinking of sticking my cock right up into her hot pussy ( I know she is hot too, knowing her) and fucking her silling till I shot a load of sperm deep inside her. Hell I was thinking of walking past him and doing it myself right infront of him. Fuck......I am as hard as a steel bar...... don't know what I am most horny over.......( I pull out my cock and start to stroke ) thinking of him or me fucking her (or both sound really hot) ......or just watching her show off herself (I think she knows what she is doing ..... but if she didn't know that would be hot as hell too).

Shit I'll bet this is the best tip the kid ever got before! Now I wounder how much will she tease the poor kid? God I can't wait till he leaves, I have to put this hard on too some good use (as I continue stroking my cock inbetween pictures) on her after he leaves. I know she is going to want to cum as much as me, and I am just the guy to take care of her needs too. Hell I'll bet the kid could too, he just would not last as long as me. Actually if she is as wet as I think she is it would not matter, I'll bet she would cum really quick with that good looking kid.
 
"Eleven fifteen..." I trail off as I count the money, feeling my towel slide down a bit. Not bothering to pull it back up as I feel it slide down to just above my nipples.

Pulling out a ten and three ones.."Here ya go, 13 bucks!" Then I act like I am digging around more in his wallet, but seem frustrated.

"Shit, that cheap bastard" Really about $100 or more in the wallet. I slam it down on the counter "That's all he has in there, not a whole lot of a tip huh?" Making a little sexy frown.
 
My eyes took in the curve of her breasts, and I noted how very close this towel was to revealing all of her beutiful tits. My palms began to sweat quite a bit and I felt my face flush as I averted my eyes. I took the thriteen dollars she handed to me and put them in my money bag. "A dollar and the spare change is usually what I get, and I can't blame you for not having anything else, mam." I said, attempting to keep a casual timbre in my voice, as if i delivered pizzas to beutiful naked women every day.

The pizza was no longer in my hands, the money was, this is the usual time at which I take my leave, but this situation was far from usual and I, to tell the truth, had no fucking idea what I should do at this point... So I just stuttered. "W..well, I hope you enjoy the pizza mam, I had best be going. Have a good day!" I say this as if I were about to walk away, but I just stood there, I guess I had just completely forgotten to send the message to my feet that the transaction was complete and it was time to move on... I guess my legs knew that there was more to this "transaction" than money and pizza...
 
I see my wives towel slip alittle, and I snap a couple more pictures. I catch a small peak at the top of her nipple and I am sure so does he. "I wounder if she knows she is showing a bit of her nipple", I think to myself. "oh, no she knows, I have over $100 in there, without checking for hiding spots for a spare $100".

"Fuck, I wounder what she is going to do......", I think as I continue to stroke myself!
 
"Oh hey wait!" I say and reach out for him so he doesn't turn to leave.

"I think I've got an idea, something for a real good tip!" I grin as I glance around the room, knowing Hubby is hiding somewhere. I look back at the pizza boy and stand just within reach of him.
"How about this for a tip" I grin and grab my towel and pull it, letting it slide and fall right off and to the floor. Standing before him now, hands on my hips with my fully exposed and still a little wet nude body.
 
All semblence of controle of the situation left me, when that towel hit the floor. As my eyes took in all of her georgous body, I was left only to stutter. I was up against the wall, I'm fairly certain that I would have fallen on the floor if it weren't keeping me up. My pants have gotten, all of a sudden very tight and there's no hidding the huge boner I've devleloped.

As she comes closer, with a very sexy and tempting walk, a thought occurs to me, I look up with eyes that closely resemble a deer in the middle of a highway (a look that hasn't been far from my eyes this whole affair). "What about your husband?"
 
"shit, she did it, she is stark naked in front of him", I think to myself almost forgetting what I have been doing. Then after waking up from my dumbfounded stuper, I start snapping pictures.

The picture is beautiful, my knockout wife naked in front of a young hunk of man. Who I can barely see against the wall I can only get a slight side view of him against the wall from where I am. But my wife is caught in all her splended naked beautiful glory, and she is all mine.

Although, I wonder if he will try to borrow her for a little while. Heck, I wounder if she will let him. "Fuck it does not matter", i say to myself, "I am hard as rock over this, and I get her at the end of night thats all that matters to me. Ok, maybe not all, but alittle jelousy is a good thing, isn't it."

I can tell she is hot too, her nipples are hard as well. And I will bet one year of sex with her, that she is wet too. How far will she go, what will he do, what will she let him do, what might he try that she would not let him do, will I have to stop it, would she want me too. These are the things running through my head when I see ....................
 
OOC: Hope you don't mind if I jump in...this is sounding like a lot of fun. I thought I could be a female neighbour, popping around for a cup of sugar! 5'5, 28 yrs, long black hair, blue eyes and DD's, if you think there's a use for me ;).

IC.. ....see a shadow fall across the open front doorway,

"Hey...the door was open, i know it sounds corny but can I borrow a cup of sugar?" I step over the threshold and into the hall, the gentle waft of pizza and the car at the kerb tell me that someone is having a pizza delivered.

"Anyone here?" I step a little further into the hall. "Hello...?"

"I'm baking a cake for my boyfriends birthday tomorrow..." I look through to the living room, no sign of life. "And of all the things to run out of!"

'Hmm...maybe I should just help myself.' I think hearing no sounds, I head for the kitchen via the dining room...
 
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