There was another knock on the door. "Coming!" Rick said, with a little laugh. He stood up, towering over Lucia, who was still on her knees in front of him, covered in his cum. She looked around and reached for her towel.
"Let me see that," Rick said.
Lucia looked at him, panic on her face. Rick reached down and took the towel from her. "Thanks," he said, and winked at her with a smile. Rick wrapped the towel around his waist, and then started walking toward the door.
"Rick!" Lucia half cried, half whispered. She was starting to get up to run to the bathroom.
"Uh, uh. Stay right where you are, you little slut," Rick commanded. Lucia froze, panicked, full of anxiousness as to what was about to happen. But she did as she was told, and remained on her knees, on the floor in the middle of the room, with large gobs of thick white cum dripping from her face and large tits.
Rick walked to the door. He couldn't believe this turn of events, nor how confident he felt at the way all of this was playing out. He was having a great time, and while he knew Lucia was nervous, he also saw a look of lust behind that panic. He knew she was loving this as much as he was. He reveled for a minute and the feel of his naked body beneath the towel. His large ball sack, having released some of his pent-up cum, was now hanging loose between his legs, and he could feel the large sack swaying with each step. His cock was now soft, but still full and felt heavy hanging between his legs. Rick loved the feeling of his cock and balls after a good cum. And he also knew those balls were filling back up again quickly.
Rick got to the door and peered through the peephole. A skinny, pimply-faced teenager stood just outside with the pizza. Rick smiled to himself as he looked down and reached for the door-handle. "This kid has no idea what he's in for," Rick chuckled to himself. He opened the door, still standing in the door frame.
"Hey, buddy," Rick said, casually.
"Hi, sir," the kid said, fairly non-plussed at Rick opening the door wearing only a towel. He had a fairly bored expression on his face. He was wearing baggy slacks, a polo with the restaurant logo on the chest, and a visor pulled casually over a mop of sandy-blonde hair. Rick guessed he was about 5'10", and just skin and bones, the polo shirt hanging loosely on his lanky frame.
Rick stood aside, waiving his hand out. "Come on in and set the pizza down. I'll get the cash," Rick said, watching the expression on the kid's face. He started through the door, looking down as he passed through, but then looked up and caught sight of Lucia and stopped short, just inside the room.
"Wha...whoa," the kid stuttered.
Rick closed the door and turned, standing behind the delivery guy, taking in the same sight and smiling. Lucia was just sitting on her knees on the floor in the middle of the room, her creamy thighs together, a hand resting on each thigh, her tight stomach showing from her straight-back posture, her incredible large breasts hanging wide on her chest - and, of course, Rick's enormous loads of jizz all over her, covering her cheeks, forehead, neck, lips, the tops and sides of her tits, her wide cleavage, her nipples, and even a few globs on her thighs. A few thick globs of cum clung to her chin, hanging there, seeming to defy gravity. The panic on Lucia's face had been slowly replaced by a look of slight amusement and mischief, a slight smile on her lips. The sight was sexy as hell, and Rick could feel his cock growing under his towel.
He walked past the delivery kid and toward his pants. The delivery guy just stood there, staring at Lucia. "Uh, uhm, uh." He finally looked away, staring down at the floor, a look of total nervousness about him.
Rick pretended not to notice. "Let me just get the money for you. Just set the pizza down on the table there," he said. Rick went over and pulled his wallet out of his pants. "How much was the pizza?" he asked.
"Uh, um. Uh, $18, sir, uh, with the Cokes." the kid stammered.
"Gotcha, just a sec," Rick said, digging into his wallet. As he did, he asked, "What's your name, buddy?"
"Uh, Tim. Tim, sir," Tim stuttered, shuffling his feet and trying to look at the floor, but continuing to steel glances at Lucia. "Cool, Tim. How old are you?" Rick asked.
"Uh, 18, sir. Just turned 18 a few months ago," Tim said, trying to swallow through his cotton-mouth.
Rick pulled out a $20 bill from his wallet. He was now standing directly behind Lucia, who was kneeling at his feet, facing away from him and toward Tim.
"Here ya go, Tim," Rick said, reaching the money out over Lucia's cum-drenched head. This forced Tim to look over and take another glance at Lucia's naked form. And he was going to be forced to come right over to her to get the money. A look of total confusion and nervousness was on his face, but he took a huge breath and stumbled nervously over toward Rick and Lucia. As he approached and reached out for the money, Rick pulled his hand with the cash back up to his shoulder, leaving Tim standing with his arm outstretched just in front of Lucia.
"Now, Tim, my boy," Rick said with a smile. "You've got a choice to make. I can give you a tip for your efforts in cash, or...." Rick looked down and rested a hand on Lucia's head. He felt Lucia jump slightly, but then felt her push the back of her head into his hand, loving his touch. He could see her full breasts falling up and down with her faster breath beneath him.
"Or," Rick continued, "Lucia here can suck your cock."
Tim practically gasped, and for a second, Rick was concerned he might just faint right there in front of them. Rick wondered if Tim had ever gotten a blow job before. He wasn't a bad looking kid, just nerdy, as though he had spent a good number of Friday and Saturday nights in playing video games, rather than trying to hook up with a high school classmate. Even if he had gotten a blow job, Rick was sure he had never had one like Lucia was about to give him, or from someone built like Lucia.
Tim just stood there staring at them.
"Whatcha say, Tim?" Rick asked.
"Uh...um...I mean...uhhh...." Tim stammered, looking from Lucia to Rick and back.
Although Tim seemed to be having trouble stating his choice, there was a noticeable bulge in the crotch of his pants which gave away his decision. And the bulge had not escaped Lucia's notice, as she knelt between Rick and Tim.
Lucia reached her hands out and wrapped her finger around Tim's zipper. All three of them moved their gaze toward TIm's crotch as Lucia slowly pulled Tim's zipper down. Rick saw Tim swallow hard, clearly not believing what was happening. He then saw him nearly jump out of his shoes as Lucia's soft hand reached inside his open pants fly. Rick watched as Lucia's hand slithered inside Tim's pants, feeling for the opening in his boxers. She found it and let her fingers slide through to grasp Tim's hard cock. Tim groaned slightly at the feel of Lucia's hand, and Rick hoped he wouldn't cum right then. Lucia slowly began pulling her arm back out of Tim's fly, and her hand finally emerged with a hard dick wrapped in her small fingers. She let go, and Tim's cock stood straight out in front of him, completely rigid and smooth. It was not as thick as Rick's, but at least as long, and was aiming straight at Lucia's cum-covered face.
"Well, Tim. Looks like you could use a good blow job. And let me tell you, in case you can't tell from all of my cum all over her, Lucia here gives probably the greatest blow job you will ever get. So, would you like Lucia to suck that cock of yours?"