Last week was my birthday, and my closest friends wanted to go out and celebrate, but I simply wanted to stay home, have a few beers, watch some sports, and be with them. Since it was my birthday, they all agreed that we should get out the Hennessy bottles and start shooting, playing truth or dare, and just having fun. As I made the choice to place an order for some Pizza Hut, we continued playing our game of truth or dare.
Our buzz increased as we took more shots, and my buddies’ behavior became more vulgar. My friend dared me to make out with her, so I did. She really appeals to me. She has lovely golden hair. Her well-rounded, medium-sized breasts are perfect for a squeeze. She got hot, grabbed my breasts, and her lips tasted like cherry as she kissed my neck. The mood was ruined when my other friends started yelling, “Woah woah go to your room you pests.” By daring one another to do crazy things, they kept the good times going. They dared me to make out with the pizza delivery man after turning around for a while. Although the concept made me feel so excited, I hesitated for a bit. I started to sweat just thinking about it.
When he eventually showed up, he was handsome. I could tell he was a good fit because his clothes fit him like a glove. He handed me the pizzas, and I thanked him. My heart rate was increasing. I asked him if he wanted to come inside so I could tip him. His face was fairly blank and he didn’t quite get that I wanted to let him penetrate me for a tip. He hesitantly walked into my house, and I shut the door behind him. My friends, who were all drinking and casually watching, greeted him. I then put my palm on his and asked, “Do you accept me as a tip?” Is this a joke, he asked, grinning and chuckling. No, baby, I’m for real, I muttered as I pressed his palm to my breast and squeezed him. His words were Damn. Then, when I placed him down on a wooden chair I have in my living room, my friends started to support me.
One of my friends put music on my echo dot since I was so horny and felt like a cheap hooker going to get hit by a stranger as they got louder and cheered. He had his pants unzipped and his belt unbuckled. He had a fairly firm cock. He was enormous in size. It was large but not excessive—just the right size for my tight pussy. First I sucked his backside. His cum had gotten all over my hands and mouth.
I was wearing a skin-tight black club dress at the moment, so I removed my thong with ease. I dragged it around his body, tickling his face as I went. My friends responded, “No way, get it girl, ride that cock.” Grab it, girl. I was unable to resist. I wanted everybody to see and for him to record me since I was so horny and wet. I ascended to the top of him and started riding him. I cherished the sensation his cock gave me. The blood was gushing through my body as I let him rabidly hound me. I was so annoyed by his involuntary gasps and groans that I simply wanted him to fuck the shit out of me. I grabbed hold of his muscular chest. I rode his cock till I started to squirm. Amazingly, he came in last place. He had complete access to my cum. When I stood up, his cum was dripping down my legs. It was so warm that I thought I was in heaven and I yearned for more.
He got up and put on the proper attire. We made a joke about having a turn while my companions continued to scream with laughter. He remarked, “Wow, girl, you’ve made my whole year.” He asked for my phone number and we arranged to meet again shortly.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yksi0e/fm_i_fucked_the_pizza_delivery_guy_to_commemorate