Special Delivery in Jubilee Hills

As a single girl living in Jubilee Hills, there are times when you have to work a little harder to find a hard cock to play with... I have a couple of regular partners, my friend's husband for example, and attend local events and high-society parties here in Hyderabad, but sometimes you just need a helping hand at short notice. On those nights, I like to order some food and see if the local pizza delivery boy is available...

I think I've started to get a reputation at my local wood-fired pizza place in Banjara Hills. Whenever I order, they seem to recognize my address, and I can hear a knowing note in the voice of the guy on the phone. I don't mind though, if he knows it's not really the pizza I'm interested in...

The other night I was feeling particularly needy and horny. I'd been playing with my pussy all afternoon, fingers twisting and plunging, toys buzzing, but I was still not satisfied. I was desperate for a slippery tongue between my thighs, rough fingers to twist and pinch my nipples, a hard cock to make me choke and beg... So, I ordered a pizza and went out to my verandah to wait.

My verandah is fully enclosed with a glass sliding front door, and in the evening, with the lights on, anything you do in there is fully visible to my neighbors next door. I've been known to sit here—it's roomy enough for a lavish outdoor sofa—juicy pussy on display, teasing my older neighbor as he worked in his garden. But tonight I was too busy waiting for my delivery to worry about Ramakrishna, my pervert neighbor.

I should probably mention at this point that I was wearing a stunning purple lingerie set I'd bought online—a lace corset with garters and a line of little bows down my stomach, black stockings, and purple panties with a split crotch. My nipples had been in suction cups most of the afternoon and were long and hard, aching and sensitive to my touch, poking through the lace of the corset. My legs were open, pussy fully on display as my fingers continued to tweak and tease my clit as I waited for the pizza boy to arrive. Anticipation and desire making me wetter until I could almost taste his cock, warm and hard in my mouth, and feel his phantom fingers pulling cruelly at my puffy nipples...

I gazed dreamily at the shadowy garden as I waited, until I saw Ramakrishna uncle pass by with his dustbin bag for the community bin. I watched him glance my way, spot me, and stop dead in his tracks... Teasing him like this is a hobby of mine, and I smiled as I saw his jaw drop at the slutty picture I presented, propped up against the sofa cushions, one leg pulled up to better display my juicy pussy—an erotic painting for his private delectation.

I knew he didn't get any at home from his traditional wife and he'd give anything to bury his face in my snatch right now, but I had a younger, more exciting option on his way, so I only smiled at him and shook my head. He still stood for a long time watching me as I played though, and I relished the feel of his eyes traveling over my body, enjoying the slutty picture I presented in the warm Hyderabad night.

It took 45 achingly long minutes before I heard a bike pull up and footsteps crunching on my gravel path. I looked up and smiled dreamily as a slim young man, probably in his early twenties, came into view holding the hot delivery bag. He was tall, athletic-looking, and the look on his face when he saw the slut laid out in front of him was just perfect... shocked for a second before I got a sly grin and he sped up, hand reaching for the sliding door handle, pushing it open to stand in front of me... clearly my reputation preceded me.

I stared up at him for a long moment, fingers twirling idly round my clit as I shivered at the sensation... his eyes were glued to my pussy, the pizza in his hands seemingly forgotten as I watched him swallow and stutter out, "Your order, madam..."

I smiled wider, open and inviting, and asked him if he wanted his tip in cash or...? I left the sentence open, offering him the choice of a generous cash tip via UPI or the chance to bury his cock in my warm, slutty pussy as I lay, wanton and willing, on the imported tiles of the verandah...

Another swallow before he shook his head, eyes moving up to my tits, mouth moving as he forced out the words, "...not cash..."

That was all I needed to hear and I rose languorously, dropping to my bare knees in front of him, eager fingers reaching for his uniform zipper, pulling it down and reaching in to smooth my hand over his dick. He was pleasingly large, half hard already at the sight of my lingerie-clad body, and as I got my face close, nuzzling into his pants, all I could smell was Santoor soap and Surf Excel detergent... such a good boy...

I heard a strangled gasp above me as the pizza box hit the floor, and I nuzzled into his dick, feeling it twitch against my lips as I mouthed his underwear, tracing the contours of his cock where it lay trapped by cheap cotton. I breathed hot air onto it and felt it twitch again. I couldn't help but moan; he was going to taste so good!

I reached inside his underwear then, feeling the smooth skin of his cock, warm and soft under my fingers, and pulled him free, pushing pants and underwear down his thighs... his defined thigh muscles were shaking I noticed, and I thought he might play local cricket or be a runner, which I could only hope would translate into stamina.

I took his warm, smooth cock in my hand, jacking up and down the shaft as I looked up at him from under lowered lashes, coyly making sure I had his full attention. His mouth was slack, eyes staring down at me intently, breathing a little heavier as his cock hardened under my touch. He was big—not the thickest, but long and lean with a defined head, red and mouthwatering... he was going to feel so good buried deep inside me.

I reached forward and gave his cock a fleeting kiss, the lightest touch with my lips and heard him gasp, "Fuck..." I couldn't help but smile, my eyes catching his as I reached out my tongue and started to lick, tiny laps of my tongue up and down his shaft until I was nuzzling his balls with my nose, tongue swirling across his velvety skin as I sucked one delicately into my mouth.

A deep groan told me he liked what I was doing as I repeated myself with the other side of his cock, tiny, teasing licks. Then I sucked his other ball deep, swirling with my tongue, fingers reaching up to jack his hard length as I rolled his balls in my mouth, sucking at the base of his cock, feeling him jerk and groan. The feel of a stranger's balls in my mouth was heaven, and I knew my needy pussy was dripping, throbbing desperately, begging to be filled, but I needed to feel his cock down my throat first...

With an audible pop, I released his balls and stared up at him with all the lust and desperate want clear on my face... then I engulfed his cock with my mouth, swallowing the head and sucking deeply, head bobbing, devouring his cock with all the enthusiasm I had. With a strangled moan, the pizza boy's hands grabbed the sides of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as he instinctively pulled me forward, desperate to bury his hard cock in my throat.

Hips pushing toward me... I let him take control, swallowing round his cock as it invaded my mouth, bumping the back of my throat until I was pinned against him, speared on his cock, fingers gripping his thighs, nose buried in his pubic hair... choking, tearing up, dying to breathe until I finally had to break away, coughing and panting.

A second later I was back, eyes fixed on the drool-covered cock jutting in front of my face as I sucked him deep again, making his cock messy with my spit, obscene slurping sounds noisy in the quiet night... I wondered idly if my neighbor Ramakrishna was still watching, but I didn't care in that moment, not with the delicious moans coming from the pizza boy... his beautiful cock had all my attention, ass wiggling as I licked and sucked like a needy slut, making love to his cock with my mouth...

He got his hands on the back of my head then, holding me steady as his hips started to slowly pump, gradually speeding up, fucking my face as I drooled round his long, hard dick. His balls were slapping against my chin as he owned my mouth... sheer bliss, my entire being condensed into this one moment, the perfect cockslut on her knees, lips tight around a stranger's cock, sucking hard, moaning like a bitch in heat.

I couldn't help myself as he fucked my face... I pushed down the cups of my corset, grabbing and kneading my breasts, then pulling and tweaking my nipples as I sucked him deep, twin points of pain sending jolts to my dripping pussy...

I was so desperate to cum then, the wonderful cock finally in my mouth after the hours of anticipation sending me off the deep end.

I couldn't stay that way, mouth locked around his cock forever though, and pulled back again, desperate for air, a long string of drool hanging from my mouth to his cock as I panted and gagged... god knows what a slut I looked, face red, kajal probably smudged from the tears in my eyes, lipstick definitely smeared all over a stranger's cock and balls... such a messy whore... but that delicious cock was still in front of me and I needed to taste it again.

My hand reaching around his girth as I licked and sucked and slurped my way up and down his cock before swallowing him deep again. I felt him hit the back of my throat, holding him tight in my slutty embrace as he moaned deep and breathed hard above me... he started talking then, edging his way to orgasm as I gagged on his fat cock, a litany of dirty local slang and English falling from his lips... "Oh fuck... yes... take it... take my cock... fucking slut... oh god... gonna cum..."

His words spurred me on, if that was possible, my head bobbing back and forth sucking deep, slobbering so much I could feel drool pooling on my chest, sliding down my heaving tits...

I could feel him getting ready to cum, balls tightening as I fingered them, thigh muscles locked, and I think he knew it, instinctively pulling back, his hand reaching for his cock as I knelt in front of him, mouth open, yearning for the gift of his cum... his hand started stroking furiously up and down his shaft and with a yell he came, cum hitting my chin, my mouth, my drool-covered tits...

The feel of his hot seed hitting my skin was amazing, the sensation making my needy pussy tingle, and I couldn't help but moan as I reached up and ran my fingers through his cum before licking them clean. My eyes meeting his where he stood, panting, fingers running over his still-hard cock... I smiled as I licked my fingers, pushing my hair back, sitting back on my haunches, legs spread, attempting to put myself back together. It didn't work; I was still a slutty mess.

I wondered if he knew how wet sucking his cock had made me, how desperate I was to feel the pizza boy's hard, young dick deep inside my needy pussy, right there on my verandah floor.

I reached my hand between my thighs, running my fingers through my juices and brought them up to show him how they glistened. "You've made me all messy," I said, pouting, gesturing to the cum on my tits, "don't you think you should clean up your mess?"

With a grin, he dropped to his knees, reaching not for my pussy as I expected but for my right breast. His fingers running through his own cum as he palmed my tit, seemingly testing its weight, squeezing and poking gently, feeling its softness, making it bounce. He stared mesmerized as he touched first one then the other, as if he couldn't quite believe I was allowing him access, his attention totally consumed by my big, bouncy, pillowy tits. He played with them for a long while, kneading and massaging them, flicking my nipples with his thumb, twisting them between two fingers making my breath hitch as I felt the pull and sting connect directly to my clit.

It was strangely surreal, kneeling on my lit verandah in Hyderabad, darkness surrounding us as a young man, whose name I didn't even know, groped me so intimately, the only sound our mingled heavy breathing and my gentle, breathy moans as he explored my tits...

Finally, with a hesitating, greedy glance at my face, as if asking my permission, he leant forward and kissed my breast, tongue shyly reaching out to lick his own cum, now smeared across my skin. I couldn't help but shiver and moan at the feel of his lips ghosting over my skin, his tongue leaving a silvery trail as he licked around my hard nipple, before finally... finally... taking it between his teeth and pulling slowly, making me groan deep and shiver...

He pulled me into his lap then so I knelt on either side of his thighs, my tits almost level with his mouth... one hand was caressing my other breast, fingers kneading my flesh as he nuzzled my aching nipple, licking and sucking at my skin. His left arm encircled me, palm warm and flat against my back holding me in place as I writhed and moaned, head falling back in ecstasy.

I could feel every sensation like lightning in my pussy as his mouth owned my breasts, moving from one to another like a man obsessed, gobbling at my wanton flesh...

I don't know how long we knelt there on the floor of my verandah as he sucked and played with my tits, but I could feel the night air cooling on my shoulders. I stared out into the blackness that surrounded us and let a stranger feast on me. I thought I saw movement in the darkness at one point and realized my neighbor Ramakrishna was back, closer this time, eyes glued to the glass, watching intently as the pizza boy defiled me...

Finally, I felt his attention shift. His hands pushed me back till I lay flat on the floor, laid out in front of him, legs parted, pink pussy on show as he knelt between my legs. I was a wordless, shameless mess by then; stimulation from eager hands and clever tongue had made me such a needy whore... moaning and writhing in ecstasy as my pillowy tits were played with and dexterous fingers ran down my skin, reaching for my dripping pussy, running through my folds to tease my clit.

That was enough. Overstimulated by the pizza boy's attention on my sensitive breasts, I came hard, back arching off the floor, body shaking, muscles spasming at the overwhelming sensation of his fingers playing with my clit till he leant back and watched me cum, writhing on the imported tiles... long languorous waves of pleasure cascading through me...

As I came down, I felt his hands running over my body again, gently stroking my stomach, hips, and thighs as though he couldn't get enough of my soft curves, of the different sensations of skin and lace between his fingers where he touched me... I reached up then, grabbing the back of his neck, pulling him down and kissed him, tongue reaching out to lick his, sucking lustily, exchanging spit...

"Fuck me... please," I whispered in his ear, not above begging, desperate to feel his cock deep inside me, filling me, desperate to fulfill my purpose...

I barely got the words out before he pulled back, hands pushing my legs further apart, eager, needy cock lined up, ready to go. It must be the benefit of youth, but sucking my titties for so long had made him rock hard again.

I could feel his desperation as he ran his cock up and down my pussy a few times before pausing, panting hard, staring down at me where I lay, so desperate to be filled by a stranger's long, hard cock. "Come on..." I whined, "fuck me please baby... need your cock inside me, please, I need to be fucked..."

I was begging hard but he silenced me with a hand on my lower stomach, thumb reaching to press my clit, and for a moment neither of us moved, anticipation dragging out the pleasure until, with a hard grunt, he fucked into me, one hard inch after another, splitting my wet pussy, burying himself deep, balls bouncing against my ass.

I screamed as he plowed into me, the force of his stroke sending fireworks of pleasure shooting through my body, making me shake. He paused there, letting us both get acclimatized, then pulled out slowly, dragging every inch only to pause again before driving back in with another hard slide. His cock was bliss inside me, large enough to stretch my inner walls, dragging, delicious friction as he started to move slowly, luxuriating in the feel of my warm, tight pussy.

His hips started to snap and he began to fuck me in earnest, hard and fast and just a little desperate. I've tried out a few of my local takeout delivery services in Hyderabad by now, but this boy was definitely getting a five-star review... there wasn't much finesse, I don't think he was that experienced, but youth and enthusiasm count for a lot and he set a pushing pace. Hips pistoning in and out, his cock burying itself deep in my messy pussy, making me moan and squirm around him as his hands gripped and steadied my pelvis.

He wasn't thinking much about my pleasure in that moment, just about fucking a warm, juicy cunt, but I was carried along on his wave, sensation pulled from deep within me as he owned my pussy with his cock, making my body shake and sing, his eyes glued to my quivering tits.

I could feel my orgasm building again when he leant down, deliciously changing the angle of entry and took one quaking nipple in his mouth, sucking deeply, the added sensations sending me over the edge, making me scream as I came on his cock, shattering into a million pieces as he fucked me like a whore...

His punishing rhythm barely faltered as I spasmed beneath him, his hips flicking back and forth unrelentingly as he fucked me through my orgasm... his mouth moved then, blindly licking up my chest and throat, unfocused eyes fixed on my lips till he leant on his forearms, body caging mine, and kissed me. His tongue licking sloppily in and around my lips as he panted and groaned, rutting like an animal... I was surrounded by him then, his body completely covering mine, greedy mouth swallowing my moans and whimpers as his hips snapped back and forth with the speed of a jack rabbit, youthful enthusiasm owning me totally.

I wrapped my legs round his torso, heels digging into his ass and hung on for dear life as his steel-hard cock violated me...

I could feel him getting more excited, pace somehow speeding up when he suddenly pulled back, fingers gripping the base of his cock as he panted... "Get on your knees slut..." he instructed, and I hurried to obey, positioning myself facing the glass front door on my hands and knees, cum-covered tits hanging like udders under me.

I couldn't help but wiggle my ass, making my tits sway, just to feel my tight, red nipples, made so sensitive by the pizza boy's thorough sucking and licking, scrape across the floor with delicious friction. I felt fingers on my butt then, smoothing and stroking before I received a smart, sharp slap to one cheek making me squeal. Then hands grabbed flesh by the handful, jiggling my fat ass, slapping it again a few times making me whimper and moan... fingers slid up my pussy, parted my butt cheeks and stroked around my sensitive asshole, pushing in a little way, before returning, seemingly drawn like a magnet, to my dripping wet pussy.

I felt his cock then, bouncing on my ass cheek, leaving a trail of cooling pussy juice, before sliding up and down my slit, skipping past my clit, teasing me. I was starting to get desperate. I needed to be filled, needed to feel this stranger's cock deep inside me again, needed his cum leaking out of me, sliding down my thighs... I wiggled my ass again, looking back over one shoulder in needy, breathy supplication and finally got my reward...

With a yell and a slide so hard he nearly pushed me off my knees, he rammed his cock deep into my juicy cunt, fucking in and out hard and fast.

His fingers dug deep into my fleshy hips hard enough to leave bruises as he fucked me, his cock so deep, owning my needy pussy as I whined and whimpered beneath him.

He was so deep, but clearly not deep enough as I felt him raise up from kneeling to squat, pulling my ass up with him so he was practically bouncing his dick into my ravaged cunt. Balls bouncing and slapping audibly against my ass as he hit my clit on every down stroke that buried his cock deep inside me. I felt him groan at the altered sensation as the feelings of pleasure he dragged from me made me whimper and scream continuously... his hand reached for my hair, pushing my head down to the ground, making me arch my back and tilting my ass further up so he had better access as he bounced, grunting at every impact.

I was irresistibly reminded of an animal being mounted by the male of the species as he pinned me to the floor and reamed my dripping cunt with his cock... I could feel the scratch of the edge of my rug against my cheek as he held me there, sensitive nipples sliding across the floor from the force of his thrusts.

I was fully screaming then, a wordless, howling cry, so bound up in my ongoing pleasure I didn't care who in Jubilee Hills heard me as the pizza boy's fat dick owned my pussy... I don't know if I came again, the sensations were so extreme all I could do was ride the waves of pleasure his hard cock created in me, a screaming, whimpering, moaning fuckdoll pinned to the floor...

Ecstasy seemed to last an eternity till, panting and groaning, he gradually slowed and, burying himself deep, wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me up as he lay back. I ended up squatting over his cock as he lay on the floor, directly facing the door where my neighbor Ramakrishna was watching...

I got my knees under me and started to writhe, luxuriating in the feel of his hard, fat cock buried to the hilt in my sloppy pussy, my fingers reaching up to knead and play with my tits, head flung back. Then I started to bounce, making the pizza boy groan and swear in a mix of Telugu and English as I sped up... I squirmed and wriggled on his cock, leaning forward to grip his knees as I bounced.

I felt his fingers reach forward to slide over my fleshy ass where it bounced in front of him, receiving another sharp slap for my pains... I noticed my neighbor Ramakrishna had come forward, standing transfixed just outside the glass door, and our eyes met and locked as he watched me bouncing, tits shaking, curls flying as I rode the pizza boy's hard cock... relishing the look of greedy perversion on my neighbor's older face as he rubbed his chubby cock through his formal pants.

I sat up straight then, hands sliding over my body, up into my hair, lifting my shaking breasts, nipples red and puffy after being scraped across the floor, projecting them towards him... I could see him breathing heavy as he watched us, but in that moment I felt strong fingers gripping my elbows, pulling me backwards as I rose to squat and continued my delirious bouncing... sliding up and down the pizza boy's long, hard cock.

The new angle stretching my pussy, coincidentally displaying it, wet and pink, now gaping around the fat cock, directly to my neighbor... I didn't care though, I was deep in the sensations this new position created.

I dragged myself up and down on the cock buried deep in my cunt, feeling every slide as the pizza boy started to move, pumping his hips to fuck into my open, willing pussy, taking back control after my turn riding him... the feel of his cock moving and pumping inside me at that new angle took me to the edge, and before I could breathe I was cumming again. Muscles straining in a wordless scream as I came so hard I squirted all over the floor, my juices spattering on the rug and the glass of the sliding door...

I couldn't hold myself up as my orgasm rushed over me and felt the pizza boy grip my shoulders to stop my head from smacking into his as I spasmed and flailed on top of him... he pushed me to the side, his cock sliding out of my slippery pussy as he scrambled to his knees, desperate to be back inside me where I lay, panting and twitching in ecstasy...

He was on top of me in a second, eager hands manhandling my limp body, pushing my legs apart, fingers running through my juices as he frenziedly palmed his cock, lining up and ramming back inside my pussy.

He collapsed onto his forearms as his hips snapped back and forth, setting a punishing rhythm... I'd barely come down from my orgasm and his wild fucking made my body shake, tits swinging as I took everything he could give me... I could hear him panting and grunting like an animal in my ear as he fucked me, somehow moving even faster as his orgasm built and the litany of dirty words started again...

I don't think he even realized he did it, a stream of "Yes... yes... fuck... take it... take my cock... slut... whore... yes" over and over as he hammered into me... before finally he froze, cock deep inside me and thrust, once, twice, three times, grunting hard... I could feel his hot cum spurting inside me, painting my walls where I lay trembling and sensitive beneath him before he stilled, panting desperately in my ear, a heavy weight pinning me to the floor.

"Take my cum you filthy whore," he whispered with immense satisfaction, and I moaned at the vision of a stranger I didn't know cumming inside me... "such a filthy, dirty, slut desperate for cum..."

He was right and he knew it, I was a filthy slut desperate for cum... that's why I let a delivery boy I didn't know own my pussy on the floor of my verandah. He kissed me then, wet and filthy, his tongue licking over my cheek where his cum from earlier still remained, as he slowly moved his hips, luxuriating in the feel of my cum-filled pussy gripping his dick as I moaned into his mouth...

Finally, he did pull out, cock slipping out with an audible pop and a thick gush of cum sliding out of my pussy and running down my thighs as he did so, his still-hard cock slimy with our combined juices... my legs fell open as his cum started to cool on my skin... loving the feel of being well used and rewarded by this stranger.

I wanted to clean his cock but couldn't seem to move, limbs shaking still from my orgasms and the ferocity of his fucking. I watched him stand... he must have known though, or not cared about my opinion, because he came and squatted over me, legs either side of my head, slimy cock obscene in front of me and stuffed it into my willing mouth as I licked and sucked him clean.

Finally it was over. He stood again, pulled on his uniform pants, and looked down at me where I was still lying on the floor, fingers gently teasing my puffy pink nipples, mind filled with the tingling sensations of my body... "Thanks for the tip slut," he said, "order again soon..." and pulled open the door to walk away to his bike... I never did think to ask his name...

My verandah was silent for long minutes as I continued to lay on the floor, body cooling, feeling my pussy tingle and pulse where it had been well used... I didn't move from my spot. I had a feeling I'd have another visitor soon... and I was right...

I heard the sliding door squeak open again, gentle footsteps, and then saw my neighbor, Ramakrishna uncle, looking down at me. I should explain that Ramakrishna is an older man, henpecked by a boring traditional wife, and I see it as my civic duty to let him watch me in my lingerie, lick my pussy, and cum on my tits every so often.

Sometimes I'll suck his dick, if I think he's deserved it, but he's never fucked me, despite many times of asking... I love to tease Ramakrishna and he seems happy enough with the arrangement. He'd never watched me get fucked before though, and from the prominent bulge in his formal trousers, I think he'd enjoyed the show.

That night I smiled at him as he stood in front of me, one hand massaging his cock through his pants, staring down at the slutty picture I presented, sweaty and cum-stained, well-fucked by a strange boy's cock... "Hello Ramakrishna, did you enjoy watching the pizza boy?"

He smiled at that, a greedy, perverted secret smile. I suspect Ramakrishna has some dirty fetishes and fantasies he's never told me about, before nodding, dropping to his knees as if mesmerized, staring at my tits as they rose and fell, nipples puckered and tight in the cool evening air... Ramakrishna loves to suck on my tits, sometimes that's all he wants and he'll spend hours when his wife is out just licking and sucking, kneading and massaging my other breast as he latches on.

I could see him wanting to suckle them tonight, to clean the cum off my skin and feast on the sloppy creampie leaking out of my juicy cunt... I reached up to cup one overflowing breast, offering it to his eager mouth and he jumped at the chance, kneeling in supplication, lips closing over my nipple as he gobbled at my titty, sucking deep, greedy fingers reaching over to pinch and squeeze the skin of my other breast.

The sensation on my already sensitive nipples was incredible, his mouth warm and wet, saliva leaving a trail of cool relief as he licked, making me moan and squirm beneath him as he rolled my nipple between his fingers... I was panting then, already on the edge from my earlier experience with the pizza boy, Ramakrishna was dragging me to orgasm with his sloppy mouth... I was going to cum...

I was breathing hard, moaning, writhing on the floor under his lips and fingers, as he buried his face in my pillowy tits then pinched hard on both my nipples... that did it, my body spasmed and I came again, quick and sharp, shaking and quivering as Ramakrishna crowded close, greedy fingers reaching down my body to slip into my sloppy cunt.

I felt him part my pussy lips, fingers sliding over my folds, circling my clit before he raised his head, staring up at my face in desperation... "Can I?" he begged, and I nodded, not remotely caring what he wanted to do, carried away by the dreamy stillness that seemed to leave the two of us marooned on an island in the darkness, floating on sensation... poised on the cusp of another orgasm.

Ramakrishna moved down my body, leaning over to kneel between my legs, face inches from my wet cunt... he breathed in deeply, relishing the scent of my cum, mingled with the pizza boy's before nuzzling in, lips smacking, kissing and licking at my inner thighs before he buried his head in my pussy with a groan. I watched the top of his greying head lazily as he eagerly gobbled and slurped at my sloppy pussy, licking over my folds, chasing the pizza boy's cum with the desperation of a man starved.

The noises were obscene in the quiet lonely night, and I couldn't help but imagine the picture we presented... a cum-covered slut spasming on the floor with an old man's head buried in her snatch.

This was the first time he'd eaten me out after I'd let another man cum inside me, and his level of enthusiasm surprised me. He'd always loved licking my pussy before, but his obvious delight now was something else.

The feeling of this man greedily devouring my pussy was incredible and I couldn't help but moan, hands reaching instinctively to grab his greying hair and push him deeper... I squirmed, grinding my cunt against his questing tongue, feeling it stab and thrust into me as he chased the cum left by the Swiggy boy... I'd never really recovered from my last orgasm, poised on the knife edge of sensation. A constant flow of pleasure made me cum again, or keep cumming, I'm not sure, as he sucked on my clit and fucked my sloppy pussy with his tongue, fingers pushing me open so he could get further in.

I was riding his head then, hips grinding and thrusting as I lay there, pussy throbbing, fingers pulling and twisting on my nipples, mindlessly chasing another release... I could feel pleasure ebbing and flowing as I bucked wildly, Ramakrishna's fingers digging deep into my thighs as I rode his tongue... I didn't care if he could breathe, I just needed to keep cumming...

It overwhelmed me like a wave... drowning in an ocean of sensation as I convulsed on the floor, a constant, wordless, whimpering moan as I panted, cum gushing out of me... I don't know how long Ramakrishna worshipped my dripping cunt but finally the sensations became too much and I pushed his face away, lying back to twitch and spasm and cum again untouched...

I blindly saw Ramakrishna raise his head, face sloppy and slimy with cum as he watched me orgasm... desire naked on his face. He was kneeling now, fingers thrust into his open pants, frantically jacking his cock as he watched my slutty body twist and contract with pleasure...

"Cum..." I moaned, "you can cum... on my tits Ramakrishna..."

I knew he loved that, loved marking my titties with his cum, and he deserved a treat after making me squirt and gush the way he had. He scrambled to his feet, hunched over, still frantically stripping his cock, a look of rapt concentration on his face as he stared at his cock and my tits beneath...

I knew he was going to cum any moment, so stimulated by playing with my slutty tits and eating out my sloppy pussy filled with a stranger's cum... then he did, hot ropes hitting my tits, as he groaned hard, bent almost double over his cock... I reached down, running one finger through his cum, licking it to make him groan again.

I smiled. "Are you happy Ramakrishna?" I asked, and he nodded gratefully, smiling a little dazedly. I sat up slightly, leaning back on my elbows surveying my sweaty, cum-covered body... I could still feel aftershocks of pleasure whenever I moved and I might have let Ramakrishna fuck me for once, I felt so good, but it was getting late and I knew his wife was waiting for him... "Off you go home Ramakrishna," I instructed, and with a long backward glance he did up his pants and walked to the sliding door...

I peeled myself off the floor and, completely satiated, went inside... the pizza was cold, but absolutely delicious.