Pizza Delivery Girl Wanted A Tip

I stepped out of the shower and wiped the condensation from the mirror. My tired face looked back at me. I could see that I was starting to get grey specks in my beard and hints of crow’s feet around my eyes. I was only 35, but I was starting to look decidedly mature. At least I was in decent shape with no hint of a beer belly yet. With a sigh, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked to the lounge. 

I checked the time. The pizza should have been arriving in a few minutes, and I was starving. But I was also feeling randy and in desperate need of a release. There might be time for a quick wank if I hurried. I opened the browser on my phone and scrolled to one of my favorite videos.

I felt my cock stir in anticipation as it buffered, and I started massaging myself, feeling how my body instantly became relaxed. The video started, and before I could even start jerking off, the doorbell rang. Slightly annoyed, I got up and wrapped my towel back around me, my cock still hard and leaving a very noticeable outline, but I didn’t care.

I looked through the peephole in the door and saw that familiar red and black uniform and a flash of long blonde hair. I unlatched the door, pulled it open, and there stood a gorgeous young girl holding my pizza. She looked to be in her early twenties, most likely a university student doing this for a bit of extra cash. For a moment, we both just seemed to be staring at each other, not speaking. I saw her eyes scan me up and down, lingering on the imprint of my fat dick.

I stood aside to invite her in, “You can just put it over there on the counter, let me get my wallet.”

I could feel her eyes on me as I walked away, and I smiled. This was just like the video I was going to wank to earlier. I grabbed my wallet and walked back to her, enjoying her eyes on my crotch. I looked over at her and saw that she had wide hips and very large tits. The buttons of her uniform seemed to be straining to contain them.

“This is all the cash I have, sorry. It’s not much of a tip, but if you deliver the next order, I’ll give you a bit extra.”

She looked up from my crotch and bit her lip. “That’s okay. Maybe there’s some other arrangement we can make? You’re my last delivery for the night, so maybe there’s something else we can do?”

I smiled and shifted my weight onto one leg, letting my towel fall down around me. 

“Well, in that case, how about you suck my cock? I see you can’t take your eyes off of it. Go on, I know you want it.”

Slowly she walked over to me and unbuttoned her shirt. Two pale round breasts with puffy nipples greeted me, just begging to be sucked. She got on her knees in front of me and wrapped her slender fingers around my throbbing manhood. Her lips grazed my shiny helmet, and she looked up at me. I put my hand on the back of her head and slid my cock all the way inside her mouth. I was impressed that she didn’t gag at all.

Her mouth was magical. Massaging my cock with her tongue as she sucked me deep and hard. One hand gripped the base of my cock while the other teased and played with my balls, making me groan loudly. I could cum from this alone, but I wanted to have some fun too.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth, enjoying the sight of the spit and precum dripping from her lips. She took off her pants, and I lifted her small curvy body up onto the counter so that she was on all fours, her ass and pussy facing me. I caressed her wet vagina with my fingertips, pulling apart her soft, moist lips and exposing the pink center. She shuddered and arched her back. Without even saying a word, I knew she was begging for a tongue fucking. 

I licked some of her juices from my finger and started playing with her tight hole again. She breathed heavily, and I felt her squeeze her pussy down on me as I was fingering her, making her moist hole even tighter and making her moan louder. Her legs slid open a bit further, and she rested her torso on the counter, making her ass look rounder and her pussy pop out a bit even more. 

This was too much for me, and I plunged my tongue deep inside her, hearing her gasp out from the pleasure. I started jacking myself off while licking her insides and breathing in the sweet musk of her pussy. I began to lick and fuck her with my tongue, harder and faster, and her moaning got louder and louder. My balls were aching with the anticipation of orgasm, and I could feel the sweat covering my body from the sheer exertion.

“Fuck you’re going to make me squirt - don’t stop! Just like that! Fuck me with your tongue!”

I was only too happy to oblige, and suddenly, I felt her body tense up. With a loud shout, she squirted in my mouth and struggled to swallow fast enough to catch all of it. I stood back and watched her rub her clit furiously as she finished herself off, her squirt spraying all over my body. The sight of this set me over the edge, and with a loud groan, I came all over her ass and back. I felt like I was about to black out. I had never cum this hard. As my orgasm subsided, my knees trembled, and I collapsed on top of her.

She looked back at me and smiled. “You know, I think that was the best tip I’ve ever gotten.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet, babe. That was just a tip after all….”