It was late in the afternoon, at about 4:30 pm. My shift was just about up until I got a text from an unknown number. Whoever this person was, they sent me a full paragraph.
It read: 'Hey. It's from Valentina. You know me—the one who always calls late at night.
The one who's always at home by herself, craving that special sauce. I was looking through the restaurant's contact list, and I think you're the guy who delivered to me last week. The sexy one.'
Valentina Rivera. The tall Latina woman with that sexy accent. I immediately made my way to the kitchen and prepared a new pizza. This was going to be the quickest pizza I'd ever make. I rolled the dough and placed it in the oven. I then wiped my hands, pulled out my phone, and read another message.
Valentina: 'I'll have my usual. Meat lovers with extra sauce ;) And just so you know, I'm ordering this pizza so you can deliver it to me. So make it extra hot, please. Until then, I'll be waiting for you to ring my bell. Will you?'
I responded quickly. Staining my phone screen as I typed: 'You know I will.'
Valentina: 'I can't wait. I just get so lonely at the end of the day. And I've been longing for someone to come and spice things up. I must confess I've been fantasizing about you all last week. Are you new to Luigis? Because you're definitely the sexiest delivery boy, I've ever seen.'
I realized how hard it was to get the dough out of the oven with a hard-on. My mind was racing. I'd tried to keep myself in good shape. Not that I had the money to afford a gym membership, but a few sit-ups and push-ups here, maybe a run every other morning, kept me light. But nobody had ever called me sexy. I'd been called small since high school because of my 5'6" 138-pound frame. Never sexy. Especially not from someone like Valentina.
I had the dough out and began topping it as fast as I could with one hand, the other texting.
Me: 'You're not too bad yourself.'
Valentina: 'Thanks. I just loved the way you looked in the uniform. You seem like you'll be able to deliver. What do you have in mind for us tonight, hun?'
I finished the extra meat toppings and baked the pizza again.
Me: 'We'll start with a kiss and go from there.'
Valentina: 'Sounds perfect. I can wait to taste your lips. Your tongue messages mine as you caress my ass. I just want you all over me. What else do you want me to do tonight?'
I boxed and bagged the pizza as fast as possible, walking out of the store, trying my best to hide my erection. I put the pizza in the trunk and drove to her house.
Me: 'I want you on the kitchen counter.'
Valentina: 'I like where your heads at, hun. I'm standing in my kitchen right now, imagining what you'll be doing to me. Bent over elbows on the counter, waiting to be fucked. Just the thought is making me wet. But let's save some of the fun for when you get here. Why don't you tell me something about yourself?'
Me: 'I'm the strong silent type.'
Valentina: 'I love that. Though it's a shame- your voice is so sexy. But that's okay, I'm sure you'll be able to fuck me right without saying a word. I can't wait for you to walk through my door. Tell me. What should I be wearing when you get here?"
Me: 'As little as possible, ma'am.'
Valentina: 'Aww, that's sweet. I like the way you think. I have something in mind. If you don't like you can just take it off ;) By the way, I'm getting a little hungry. Are you on your way yet?'
I was driving as fast as possible but not so quick to get pulled over. I made it to her neighborhood, trying not to destroy the car by going too fast over the speed bumps. I was just pulling into her driveway.
Me: 'Five minutes or your money back :)'
Valentina: 'Can't wait for you to see what I'm wearing. It leaves little to the imagination. I also can't wait for you to tell me what to do.'
I took the pizza out of the trunk and speed-walked to her door. Her house was huge. Not millionaire massive, more well off huge. I rang her doorbell twice, my cock still hard in my pants. She answered the door with a wink and a smile looking down at me. She looked even better than I remembered. She had gorgeous deep brown seductive eyes. Her smooth almond skin was perfect, light freckles dotted across her body. She had to be a mom. Her long wavy brown hair fell around her shoulders.
Her outfit was a dark green apron and nothing else. She stood at 5'10" barefoot. Her large breasts spilling out.
"H-hi." I stuttered at the goddess standing before me.
"You gonna come inside?" She asked.
Good lord. Her smooth voice nearly made me drop the pizza. I walked in and closed the door admiring her long legs. She turned around and cupped my face kissing me on the forehead.
"Since you've been working hard in the kitchen all day. I think it's time someone served you. Do you like my brand of hospitality?" She asked.
"Turn around so I can see the whole thing."
"Anything for my man." Valentina said, smirking. She slowly turned around and paused, giving me a perfect view of her ass. I moved forward and gave it a light smack.
"I'm already wet. How'd you I love that?" She moaned.
"Call it intuition."
"Mmmh You really are something else. I'm actually getting a bit nervous. But I have a surprise for you... it's in the kitchen." She explained. "Are you okay with dessert first hun?"
"Sounds delicious." I said, setting the pizza to the side and following her into the kitchen, enjoying the view of her bare ass along the way.
"Great!" She bent over to open the door, and I put my hands on her ass. My fingers found their way between her legs. I could tell I was making her wetter. She opened the oven and pulled out a cherry pie, then spread a thick layer of fresh whipped cream on top.
"Want a taste?" Valentina licked her lips.
"Only if it's on you."
"That's what I'm here for stud." She said, eyeing my raging cock. She scooped up some of the whipped cream with her finger and put it on her lips. I walked forward and kissed it off her lips while untying the top of her apron, exposing her perfect double D breasts. She leaned back as I scooped a huge dollop of the whipped cream and spread it all over her breasts with my tongue. I looked back and admired my work. She began to gasp in pleasure as I slowly licked it off of her.
"What do you want me to do?" She moaned.
"On your knees." I commanded.
"How rude of me that I didn't do this right when you walked in," Valentina wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my nose. "You know what they say about short guys hun?"
"What's that?"
"God put the extra inches down there." She said looked down, grinning.
She got down on her knees and unzipped my pants, pulling out my hard my hard cock. "Yup. I was right."
"Fuck!" I gasped as her wet fat lips surrounded my messy cockhead. Valentina instantly sucked my round soft head in her warm mouth, and I could feel her juicy, silky tongue slide around my cockhead inside that mouth. She tasted my precum and sucked out a few more drips in the vacuum between her cheeks while her hands squeezed the bottom few inches of my 7 inches.
Her eyes looked up at mine diffidently, the look of a woman in lust with a hard penis in her mouth, then her eyelids closed as she swallowed another inch or so of my erection. Her mouth was incredibly wet and warm, and with her hands clasped around the bottom of my cock, she had most of my dick surrounded.
Valentina proceeded to suck the top few inches, bobbing her pretty face slowly, sucking maybe three or so inches into her mouth, then sliding back up until just the cockhead remained inside her lips. As her lips retreated up my cock, she left behind slight glistening drips of her saliva. Her hands-on my base pumped slowly, squeezing hard, moving in unison in the opposite direction, pushing the outer skin of my cut cock down towards my balls.
Then after sucking the cockhead a second or two, swirling her wet tongue over it, she lowered her lips again and began feeing meat into her mouth while her hands moved upwards on my fat dick. I groaned when finally her lips met her hands. She had just about all 7 inches of my dick surrounded by her hands or her mouth. I felt pressure on my cockhead as it pressed against the back of her tight mouth, almost bending my dick to fit inside her mouth.
She slurped my engorged erection, slobbering on it, coating it in a thick wad of saliva. I felt her warm breath gasp over my penis as she exhaled, then she began moving upwards again, leaving behind an even more wet cock. This time her lips came all of the way off of my dick, and she sat back on her ankles, staring at my long cock in her two hands.
She wrapped one hand more firmly around my cock, her thumb trying to reach around unsuccessfully to her palm, while her other hand slipped down to my testicles. Instinctively I spread my legs even wider, almost hooking them over the armrests of my chair, and she cupped my aching balls in her other hand and felt them softly. She grinned at me, almost looking embarrassed at her curiosity, but her eyes were focused again on my rigid wet erection sticking straight up. Her hand began to pump me slowly, riding almost to the top, then pushing down to the base. Very slowly and deliberately, working me, feeling how hard and hot my cock was.
"I love your cock," She giggled.
