Pizza delivery boy Frank feels like the luckiest man on earth when two hot older women in a hot tub desperately want his sausage pizza. Frank is a virgin with a high libido and a thing for older women, so just the sight of these two ladies in the hot tub is enough to get his fantasies going. But then it becomes increasingly clear that the women intend to seduce him and use him as their pleasure toy. Despite the imminent return of the women’s husbands, Frank can’t help himself as he gives in to his desires and decides this is the perfect time to finally lose his virginity.
WARNING: This 4,100-word short story contains a an explicit sex scene between a virginal pizza delivery boy and two hot MILFs that will get you hot and bothered, and is intended for mature adults only.
I glanced at the bill taped to the top of the box. “It's $14.77, ma'am.”
The blonde looked up at me through her eyelashes. “I told you—it's Sonya.”
I felt a blush warm my cheeks. “It's $14.77, Sonya.”
Sonya looked at her friend—at Jessica—again. Some secret look, a flicker of the eyes and an upward twitch at the corners of their mouths, passed between them in that briefest of moments. “Excellent,” Sonya said, looking at me again. “I've got some cash for you.”
Sonya stood up, rising out of the water like a goddess. As I'd hoped, she had no top on. Water ran in rivulets down over her heavy tits. Her nipples hardened and got pointier as the cool air ran over them; water dripped from her nipples like a leaky tap. She walked forward, rising out of the water as she climbed the steps of the hot tub. My jaw just about dropped when I realised she wasn't wearing any bottoms, either, when her shaved pussy rose above the waterline.
My grip on the pizza box faltered, but I managed to catch it before it fell to the ground.
“Don't drop it,” Jessica said from back in the hot tub, “we really have a craving for sausage...pizza.”
“Jessica, could you give the poor boy a hand while I go inside to get my wallet?” Sonya said as she brushed past me. Her wet tits pressed against my arm and it was like all the blood drained from my brain, I instantly felt dizzy and almost lost the pizza again. That was the closest I’d been with a naked woman and it was incredible.
“Of course, of course,” Jessica said. Then she stood and climbed the steps, too, just as majestically and goddess-like as Sonya, swaying her hips with every step. Jessica was also naked with smaller breasts that bounced as she walked, but with much darker nipples. Like Sonya, Jessica was easily more than twice my age, but I found the maturity to be one of her best features. She came up close to me and took the pizza box, propping up her breasts with the cardboard. “Let me put this over here,” she said, and turned to a patio table.
She bent down as she put the box on the table and took a big whiff of the pizza. She wiggled her ass at me and I could see the folds of her pussy, like it was calling out to me to shove my cock deep inside. I didn’t know if she was actually that into pizza or if she was using it as an excuse to bend over—either way, I didn’t really care. She looked over her shoulder at me, still bent over at the waist. “I love sausage,” she said.