Peeking through the eye hole in her front door Miki Lee noted 2 very handsome pizza delivery drivers. A third driver was getting out of his car on the street. She waited until all three men stood waiting together. With a deep breath she opens her door dramatically.
"Hey! Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm famished."
The three studs lowered their gaze immediately. Not one of them looked at each other. Full on attention. Miki smiled. This was exhilarating.
"Can you bring those pies in and sit them on the dining table?"
The three smugly filed inside and turned toward her to lead the way. She shut the door and moved ahead of them refusing to look back. Her wiggle increased as they followed like lost puppies.
Her home was good sized so a jaunt through the living room became necessary. She eyed a tiny camera above the dining table and stuck her tongue out at it.
"Here we go. Just put them on the table. Thank you."
Pies were rested and the men suddenly reacted to one another. One guy with his ball cap turned backwards boasted.
"I don't know about you guys but this is a first for me."
Another wearing a muscle filled polo shirt nodded, "Well at least there's three of us if we get ambushed by her man and his buddies."
Miki shakes her head, "No man in my life. Except my Dad. I just felt like being adventurous this evening."
Twirling in step she offers them a seat at the table.
Each of them look at their watches and shrug. The third driver adds, "Worth losing a minimum wage job I'm thinking."
Seated the first man turns his chair and pats his leg, "Lap dance?"
Miki shivered with bright eyes at the thought.
"Anyone have music?" She questioned.
The second driver grabbed his cell and played his jams. A lovely rendition of Motley Crue and their song "Dr. Feelgood".
"Good choice." She flared her eyes and began dancing. Straddling the driver she humped his lap and watched his hands reach up to grip her hips.
"Grind baby! Grind." He coaxed.
Her rhythm increased until the other two men could view her ass puckering out. As her pussy slid over his crotch repeatedly her ass cheeks spread for a lovely anal dance.
Hands raise higher until they slide in to squeeze her tits. Miki bit her lower lip at his maneuvering.
"Share the wealth." The second driver tapped in.
Miki looked over her shoulder and slipped away from the first driver. Turning her back to him she scoots backwards to grind on his lap. She crushed her own 34DD's together for the third driver to witness.
The second driver brought his hands around to rub her legs leading higher into her inner thighs. A teasing caress on her pussy made her break free and blow him a kiss. Her journey led to the third driver who she again straddled face forward. She lowered his face between her tits and mashed them around his profile. She felt his lips kiss between her tits. That shot fire between her legs.
The driver held her close enough to sneak in a kiss and nibble of her left nipple. This made Miki anxious. She literally raised her other tit to lick around her own areola. That drove the driver to risk sucking the nipple he had so quickly teased.
Miki arched her back and let him feast. Her eyes however met the other two men.
As the song winded down the man sucking her nipple literally picked her up and sat her on the dining table. A swift nudge backwards she collapsed to lay on the table top. Her eyes darted between men. The same driver who suckled her nipple crouched down and buried his face in her snatch.
The bold move made her squeal. It felt really good. Too good actually. She found her fingers slipping under his forehead to rub her clit. Moans escalated and the other drivers decided to hug at her sides leaning over her to each suck on a nipple.
Miki was going to cum fast. And, very, very intensely.
Having fed until the very end the third driver stood up and unzipped his pants. Revealing without care of the others a thick and mighty seven incher. He eased closer to her pussy but she couldn't see him over the scalps of her tit caterers. As she felt his cock taunt her labia she panicked. Lightly tapping the heads of the other men she squirmed.
"Noooo! No penetration. Please."
The man scowled and slapped his crown on her clit. Her mind reeled.
"Dammit!" Miki whimpered within her thoughts.
She sat up and planted her hands on his chest to look up at him.
"Sit back." She whispered with watery eyes.
The driver stepped backwards and sat down all the while stroking his cock. As he looked up at her she left her table and stood in front of him.
Miki dropped to her knees and eased her hands forward to clasp her palms around his cock. Removing his own hands he sat back and let her jerk him off.
After eying her work he shakes his head, "Suck my cock."
She pouts at him, "Next time?"
