I drove us to my place. The scent of Karen's arousal was so strong that I could smell it even under the spice and gooey cheese scents of the hot pizza pies that filled the car.
Karen gushed as we turned on to my street, "I can't believe we're really doing this! This is so fucking hot! I'm wet as all fuck!"
I glanced over as I turned into my driveway. Her right wrist disappeared into the bunched up front of her sundress. The hot smell of her arousal filled my nose. "Mmm, I can't wait to taste!" My cock throbbed, rock hard, straining at my briefs.
We managed, barely, to get out of the car and in the door at my place without just ripping each others clothes off and shagging over the hood of my car. After a torrid first kiss in the foyer, the door barely closed behind us, I figured I'd need to assert some control, at least over myself.
But as I set the pizzas down on a side table, Karen purred in a breathy alto, "Fuck, Jeff! I want to fuck you long, hard, and slow. I want to savor every bit of you! How about you open one of those bottles for us and we have a little toast first?"
I gave her a wink. "Right away. Make yourself at home!" I popped into the kitchen with the wine, shedding my shoes and then my pants as I went. I stripped my shirt and peeled my socks off while I fumbled in a drawer for the corkscrew. I made quick work of one of the corks and then of my briefs, releasing my eager erection to bob hot and free in the cool air.
I scooped up two wine glasses and then, remembering Karen's remark about photos, fished my phone out of my pants on the way back out and opened the camera app.
Karen's sundress lay in a crumple on top of her sandals. I didn't see any undergarments, so either she'd hidden them, or hadn't been wearing any in the first place. She sat naked on the couch, one foot up on either side of a stool and her legs spread wide. She'd pulled her long ginger-auburn tresses into a ponytail that fell over one shoulder and was tucking in to a slice of the white margarita pizza.
"Fuck! This is delicious," she said around a mouthful. I took a bunch of pictures as she took another hungry bite.
"I gotta tell you, that's pretty fucking sexy! You're making me hungry just watching" I set both glasses and my phone down and poured.
She flapped her knees at me, wafting the scent of her wet pussy my way. "There's pizza and pussy," she said. "Both hot!"
I handed her a glass and we touched rims. "To us," she winked, "and lots of hot sex," she added before taking a long sip.
I took a sip of my own and said, "Remember that post Jon wrote about you guys tipsy and naked in a hotel room and the pizza delivery guy chickening out?"
"Yeah. I kinda wanted to do it, but I wasn't as bummed as Jon was when it didn't pan out."
"Well he's gonna love this pic then," I said, grabbing my phone and framing her up, legs spread wide, tits glistening with a couple stray dribbles of pizza grease, a half-eaten slice in one hand and a glass of wine in the other.
She set her glass down on the side table kicked the stool aside and sat up on the edge of the couch. "I'll give him an even better one." She licked her lips. "Bring that meaty topping over here!"
I stood in front of her and marveled - and took pics - as she grabbed my ass cheek in one hand and slid the slice of pizza under my cock until the crust was nudging my balls. She wrapped the hot slice around my cock like a taco and shoved it all in her mouth until my cockhead was rubbing the top of her throat.
Fuck! It felt amazing and hot and kinky. I kept snapping pics. Then she bit down! Fuck! Her teeth tore through the pie and scraped along my cock as she retreated with her next bite of hot pie.
Watching her chew slowly as she cradled my cock in what was left of the slice of pizza, I gasped. "Wow! That was fucking hot! Your teeth! Damn! That was... wow!"
She swallowed luxuriously then tugged on my ass, pulling my cock back into her mouth. I felt my cockhead plop into her throat with a wet schlorking sound as she stretched her jaws around me and the last of the pizza up to the crust. I felt her teeth scrape my rod again as she chomped down and pulled the last bite off of me.
"Fuck!" I groaned!
"You want my crust?" She offered me the crisp, doughy remains. I took it and shoved it into my mouth.
I stepped aside, chewing thoughtfully as Karen pulled the stool back in front of her and leaned back. "You should eat, too! Gotta keep your strength up," she chided. She propped her feet up on the stool again as she leaned over and pulled a slice out of the other box.
It was prosciutto and mushrooms, with a sprinkling of arugula and green cheese. She slapped the slice square on the sexy swell of her tummy with the tip of it dripping into the thick, red thatch of her pubes.
"Eat up, Lover," she encouraged.
I wasted no time. I bent down, laying my chest across the stool and gripping her thighs in both hands. I pressed them back and apart and she slid her feet onto my shoulders as I pried her cheeks wide in both hands and plunged my mouth and tongue into the gooey seam of her lips. My tongue probed for her hot, tasty entrance and found her tight, and juicy wet.
"Jon came so fucking hard! Your fault. Some of that may be him. But a lot of it's just me being sopping fucking.... ah! Wet! For you," she tittered as I plunged my tongue into the seam of her inner lips and two fingers deep into her cunt.
"Ah!" She gasped as I slid the tips of my fingers against the front wall of her pussy and plowed my tongue up between her lips to discover the thick, engorged knob of her clit. Her ruddy pubes trickled my nose as I licked and fingered her gooey cunt. The scent of hot pizza beckoned, but not as insistently as the taste of her creampied, wet snatch.
My tummy rumbled. Traitor, I thought, but I worked my lips up through her thick, fiery bush to snatch a bite of pie. I dragged a good third of the slice into my mouth using just my lips and teeth and tongue. The greasy crust slid along the swell of her belly and mons as I claimed my first bite.
I chewed thoughtfully, relishing the pungent taste of her and the savory warmth of the pizza together in my mouth. "Mmm," I moaned in my throat, stroking my fingers into her. "Mmmm!"
She had her phone out and was taking pics or filming. I didn't care which. I ducked my mouth and plunged my tongue into her entrance, scraping up another delicious bit of her before tearing into the pizza for another bite.
As I chewed my second mouthful, I pulled my fingers out of her. She whimpered at their sudden absence, then groaned appreciatively as she saw me holding my fingers over the rest of the slice, letting her juices - and -likely, Jon's - drip onto it.
I reached back inside her twice more, each time pulling out a thick trickle of fuck juices that I dredged liberally on top of the rest of the pizza slice. Then I slid my fingers back into her gooey, tight box, clamped my mouth on her clit and lips, and set about making her cum.
Before long she'd set her phone aside and grabbed the back of my head in both hands, smashing her hot cunt eagerly against my mouth and fingers. Her heels dug into my back as she gleefully shoved her cunt into my mouth.
