"Gotta feel sexy somehow doing a butch job like this," the pizza girl shurgged. The beauty giggled.
A few more minutes went by, and the pizza girl could see the sweat collecting on the girl's tan skin. The beauty tried fanning herself with her hand, but it made her arm tired before it cooled her off. The pizza girl stepped closer and took her fanning arm, held it out and genly blew on it. The sweat dried and a few goose bumps appeared, and the girl put her head back against the wall and said "mmm, that feels good. Do my other arm." The pizza girl took her other arm and blew on it, starting at her fingertips and working her way up, past her elbow, to her shoulder. She moved onto the girl's neck, and she tilted her head back further, closed her eyes and sighed. How the pizza girl wanted to suck on her neck just then, but she kept blowing, moving the stream of cool air around to the other side, then down to her chest. She blew on each breast and into the girl's cleavage. The girl still had her eyes closed and was moaning ever so slightly.
The pizza girl moved down to her perfect stomach, sinking to her knees in front of the beauty as she blew past her belly button. She hooked her fingers under the strap of the bottoms and pulled them down around her hips so she could blow under them too. She blew all around the girl's lower stomach, and the girl moaned more and breathed, "take them all the way off." The pizza girl was surprised, but excitedly took them off. The girl had no tan line, and her trimmed hairs were the same bleached blonde as on her head. She blew into the small crack that led to her treasure, and must have hit something because the girl let out a sharp gasp and bucked her hips towards the pizza girl's face. The pizza girl inhaled to blow again and could smell that the girl was wet, not from sweat or the ocean either. She blew, and the girl spread her legs so that the stream of cool air would hit her clit, and she moaned louder than she had been.
The pizza girl stuck out her tongue and flicked the girl's already hard clit, flicked it over and over, listening as the girl's cries grew louder and more erotic. She clamped her mouth around it and began sucking gently, moving her head to keep it in place as the beach beauty moved her hips. The pizza girl lapped at the juices that were freeflowing down her chin, her tongue slipping into the folds of the girl's sweet slit. She glanced up to see the beauty playing with her now exposed breasts, pinching each nipple to keep it erect. A steady stream of volumous moaning came from her lips as the pizza girl buried her face fully in the girl's pussy, working relentlessly to please her. She nearly suffocated as the girl humped her face, and nearly drowned as she came in a massive explosion that shook the elevator. The beauty stood trying to support herself on the wall with one hand, still clutching her breast in the other, panting and moaning as the aftershocks of her orgasm shot through her. The pizza girl licked her lips clean and looked up at the beautiful girl's blissful expression.
She finally opened her eyes and looked down at the girl knelt before her. She smiled and said slyly, "now it's your turn, pizza girl." She brought one of her slender legs up, put her foot to the pizza girl's shoulder and forcefully kicked her backwards. The pizza girl spun on her knees and landed on her hands. Now on all fours, she looked over her shoulder at the beauty questioningly. The girl was positioning herself behind her, getting the full view of the pizza girl's ass. She leaned over her, reaching one hand far underneath to massage the pizza girl's tits, the other hand working locally, her fingers reaching underneath the thong and rubbing her equally swollen clit lightly. She kept her touch light, teasing the poor pizza girl, even when she thrust towards the girl's hand, even when her juices dripped between her legs onto the elevator floor. The pizza girl moaned in pleasure and frustration, almost whimpering as she asked for more. The beauty kept her touch light, and the pizza girl pleaded, nearly screaming as she begged for it.
She loved hearing her beg, seeing her nearly in tears from the need for sexual release. She brough her hand back from the pizza girl's chest and held onto her hip instead, and began slowly giving her sopping wet pussy more and more attention. She lengthened her index finger and slid it over her clit and opening at the same time. She drew little circles around her swelled clit and lips, sliding her finger every now and again deep inside the girl's pussy. The pizza girl was crying and screaming now in total ecstasy. Her cries of yes and profanities resonated off the elevator walls. The beauty now had her first two fingers buried in the girl's cunt, and was slowly working her thumb into her ass. Once it was in past the knuckle she began moving her hand back and forth in a see-saw motion, fingering her pussy and her ass alternately. Soon all the pizza girl's muscles clamped hard around her hand, and the girl let out a last, ear shattering cry, and nearly passed out from the pleasure. The girl removed her fingers and brought them to the pizza girl's lips to be licked clean. She moved close and kissed her, biting the girl's lips and sucking her tongue into her mouth. She whispered into the pizza girl's ear, "got any leftovers, because I want more."
The pizza girl laid her down on her back and positioned her own pussy over the girl's mouth. The girl began to lick her, but before the pizza girl started in on her she reached into her delivery bag and took out the side of pizza sauce the customer had ordered. Before she could get lost in what the girl was doing to her, she poured the still warm sauce over the beauty's pussy. The beauty gasped, it wasn't the sensation she was expecting but it felt good just the same. She continued as the pizza girl began to lick the sauce off the girl, making sure to get any that had accidently slipped inside the girl's hole. The beauty licked and chewed, and the pizza girl sucked on her clit as she added a finger. They worked on each other diligently, each utterning muffled moans through the other's juices. Finally they came together, their moans harmonizing and flowing down the elevator shaft to the bewildered ears of the repairmen.
A crackily voice sounded from the speaker, something like "we should have this thing moving any minute now." The girls barely heard it, they were still one on top of the other, recovering. The elevator did start to move again, 9th, 10th. The pizza girl looked down at the beach beauty's expression, and could tell she still wanted a third helping.
Eleventh floor, and the pizza girl reached up and pressed the emergency stop button.